"I heard that the guy from Barossa Star leaked the news?"

"It should be, at noon, many people saw the appearance of the head of the business group in a rage, it was really unexpected, I thought it would be those earthlings who did the bad thing first."

"It's all cast a wide net, it doesn't matter who spreads the news, the focus should be on the unfolding after the news is spread."

"Ultraman Sero and Ultraman Jade, there is news from the City of Heavenly Gate that they have come from the Heavenly Gate."

"Should I say so? Those guys are really haunted. ”

"But this is in line with the expected direction, by the way, did that mosquito coil face say who got the news in the first place?"

"Based on the oral characteristics and the results of the network observations, it should be the natural monster messenger."

"Branch 13 is heading, I really don't want to be greeted with this choice with the most variables."

"But the fault tolerance rate is high, isn't it? The ceiling is also very high. ”

"That's true, but there are still hidden dangers."

"After all, those guys in the Land of Light are the type of people who will come after fighting one, and a group will come after fighting a few...... Anyway, I sent someone to check first. ”

"Is it so motivating? Babar. ”

"What a rare opportunity, the more the seniors fail, the higher the honor of the juniors after success."

"You're optimistic."

"In this world, if you are not optimistic, you will not come to do this kind of business. In a word...... Whether it's Ultraman Sero or Ultraman Ged, it should be the type that can't be idle, and there will be results soon. ”

"I hope so."

——

"That's... Linton Sand. ”

"Please, Mr. Asakura."

"Why are we here... Watching the game? ”

In the living room of Linton's office, in the west area of the Boundary Gate.

A black-haired young man in a denim jacket and jeans of the same color sat in a corner of the sofa, his legs together with obvious crampedness, and his hands that had nowhere to put could only hold a black teacup to maintain.

His gaze was also wandering left and right, subconsciously looking at the glass display case in the direction of the counter.

He is Ultraman Jiede, and under the efficiency of the Office of the Land of Light, he has obtained the Extreme East Identity + Traveler Certificate called Asakura Lu.

But even so, he clearly didn't fit into the atmosphere of the firm.

Even the pretty and lovely girls had gone to the second floor with interest.

There were pages of monster cards placed in transparent cabinets, and there were Godzilla models, gunpla models, and monster models that he didn't recognize, with a very strange style and unexpectedly large proportions, and they were placed directly as sculptures on the counter.

The model was clearly clay-like, but it always gave him a faint pressure, like a living thing, that he had to care.

On the other wall, there was a poster of the horse-eared girl's contest, and the cartoonish style was completely out of proportion to the bunch of monsters over there, and it looked like an otaku furnishing - he would have thought so before he came to Heaven's Gate City.

But after arriving in this world.

From the Heavenly Gate City to the Earth Gate Area, he has seen several 1:1 scale Gundam mechs suspected to be genuine on the road, and he has also seen countless videos, interviews and promotions about those horse-eared girls.

When everything really exists, it can't be defined by the word otaku, it should be said that it is a hobby-

- As a practitioner, it is not worth paying too much attention to...... Looking at the wall on the side of the counter, the pages of photos and even group photos fixed with magnetics, he couldn't help but think so.

In the photo, there are all girls with horse ears and delicate looks like high P, some seem to be standing on the stage, some seem to be standing on the field, and some seem to be surrounded by reporters.

These are the 'horse racing girls' mentioned by Mr. Kay in his newsletter...... And Mr. Linton... looked at the last photo of a young man in a black suit entering the mirror, like an idol's agent in front of the reporters.

Horse Racer Trainer ...... It's hard to imagine that Gagurasan in another world would be such a profession.

No, it doesn't seem like it can't be ...... Thinking about the group of people in the armory and the way Gagulasan got along, the young man was a little unsure.

Just when he was still thinking nonsense, the other party he just asked said: "Huh? Don't like to watch the Rose Strofe? What about the aster bid? Although it is a GIII event, the level of the event does not prevent it from being exciting. ”

This made him hurriedly withdraw his unbounded gaze and thoughts, and look back at the huge screen directly opposite him, which was unfolded by a small projection device.

There, there were several girls with their ears pressed down by the wind, or horse girls, galloping wantonly, and the speed made him embarrassed.

As an artificial lifeform created from Ultraman Belial's genes, his physique also has features that surpass ordinary people, such as his outstanding explosive power in jumping.

However, he is also embarrassed in his practical use of this aspect, which can be seen in a certain battle against Gilbaris's 'G&D Ultimate Half Moon Slash'.

Asakura Lu obviously didn't want to talk about this, and although he was embarrassed to be compared to the girl, he still expressed the doubt with a little embarrassment: "No, uh, I want to ask... Why are we watching horse racing girls? ”

"What's the problem, G&D," Sero waved his hand, which he had been looking at very seriously, "Aren't these little girls running very hard, and they remind me of that guy, ah, that little guy named Narita Road won the championship." ”

“… It's really ...... you to say this like this" Facing the nostalgic words of his predecessors, Asakura Lu only felt twelve points awkward.

Because the other party was sitting on the side with the appearance of a social animal in a gray suit, it seemed to be familiar to him, and it was also one of the other party's human bodies.

Iga Kura, the name on Sero's Far East ID card.

Different from the honest mid-parted skewed bangs on the ID photo when he first transformed, the other party's scattered and free bangs and casual ruffian expression at the moment made him more like a thug in a suit than the social animal originally represented by this name.

However, Asakura Lu is not uncommon to see that face, and the main thing that is not suitable is that the other party misses people with a face.

Obviously, the others haven't gone far yet.

"What's wrong with this? You're going to get used to it," Sero shrugged, "and didn't you say you were looking forward to these racehorse wives when you were there?" ”

"Huh! Serosan! Asakura Lu, who seemed to feel a little embarrassed, was a little flustered, but the teacup in his hand made him restrained enough.

Jean Omo smiled helplessly: "There's no need to be ashamed, Mr. Asakura, I thought I wanted to watch the flash here, and that kind of resource would be hard to find even here." ”

"Huh?! Mr. Linton also knows the Flash? ”

"There will always be some basic understanding of the goals that you may want to work with," Omer smiled subtly, "By the way, you should have been told some special knowledge in advance, right?" For example, the so-called 'works' that reflect each other's lives. ”

"Ah, I know," Sero raised his hand to wipe his nose and tilted his head, "it's quite unpleasant. ”

"I understand that it's really bad for life to be filmed as a piece for people to read."

"Well, no, I don't think that's what Serosang is upset about." Asakura's expression became subtle, and his gaze drifted to the side.

"Oh?"

"Even Zeta's kid has his own TV, why am I the only one who doesn't have a TV!"

“…… If I think you've been on TV for a long time, there are all kinds of side stories, biographies, and theatrical versions. ”

"But don't they want to make a TV!"

"Mr. Zeta doesn't even have a theatrical version, Mr. Sero, you have two copies."

"Ahh There was still obvious unhappiness on Iga Chestnut's face.

It made Omer look a little helpless.

Turning into a human can give you room to regain your observational power, but this one's mood is clear without much observation.

"Rather than the content of the work, I would like to remind you that you should understand how famous you are."

"You want to say that's why you want us to stay put?"

"Not only that, but I want you both to understand that the very important reason why Mr. Phyllis commissioned me to lead the investigation is that I am a local."

"G&D and I both know this, and we don't need to emphasize it."

"No, I'm not trying to say that I'm familiar with the area." Omer shook his head, and then looked out the window, where no sound could be heard, despite the storm.

"Jiemen District is a complex large city, placed in your world, the earth is equal to a collection of several countries, accounting for one-third of Asia, if you want to simply manpower carpet search, the efficiency can be described as extremely low."

Compared with Asakura, who nodded first as if he didn't understand, it was Sero who reacted first: "You want to say that you have other investigation methods?" ”

"Yes," Omer said, "as a local, I've actually developed some connections that would be much more efficient than if we were to follow the trail on our own initiative." ”

"But you have to be clear that the other party is likely to be dangerous enough that your connections may fall into it." Sero warns that as the captain of the Ultimate Sero Garrison, he is no stranger to the vicious criminal organization.

"That's true."

Ormer glanced at the communication lit up on the light screen next to him.

"So I'm picking out those who are capable enough."

(End of chapter)