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Chapter 1412 No.31: Discovered Discovered Discovered
"We have a lot of work to do today, so you guys should have lunch first. Remember to take a nap, especially Bourbon and Suzuko who will continue training in the afternoon."

'Even if the Tachyon potion is effective in the initial test of training, it is still just a rough test. Before the next round of verification test is ready, do not take the lead in acting as a tester.'

'Including you, Tachyon.'

"We are all companions and a team. There is no need to emphasize this again and again. Don't experiment alone."

The third floor of Miura Dormitory High School.

Under the Hongying sign that reads Manhattan Cafe/Yukino Bijin, there is a half-open door, which is common at this time of year.

The Manchester City Tea House, grinding coffee, was waiting for its roommate named Snow Beauty to come back from doing laundry.

She was the only one in the room, but she always felt that there was more than one person here, as if someone familiar was looking at her, causing her to subconsciously look around the room several times.

Not a 'friend', nor a ghost that occasionally appears on campus.

The vision of spiritualism could not help her, only the intuition that she could not explain was reminding her of something.

Anyway...it's something harmless...

Then it doesn't matter.

The grinding process progressed to boiling, and his hands, which were freed, stroked the card that always brought him a sense of comfort. He set the time for the coffee machine, then sat down on the bed, thought quietly, and lay down on his side.

It didn't matter that the door was not closed tightly. The chance of a thief appearing in the Central Horse Girls Dormitory was negligible. Her roommate was also a friendly, kind and quiet peer, so she could close her eyes with peace of mind, breathe evenly, and fall asleep immediately.

There is no doubt that it is due to ability.

That speed, which was much faster than falling asleep on normal days, was a manifestation of the skill she used to step into the night city before her.

In this city that is completely imprinted on the trainer's dream, just strolling, just being in it, just feeling it is like feeling the trainer herself. While she enjoys peace of mind and comfort, she can also rely on this small, unknown connection to quietly reflect a corner of the reality of the original dream.

"Since it involves the horse girl I trained, I really can't just sit there and do nothing. It's just that my schedule has not really come to an end recently and I can't relax."

"The most I can squeeze out is one to two hours of free time a day."

Gentle and low, the familiar voice echoed outside the city with a slight reverberation.

And when she jumped up to the top of the spire-like building, raised her finger towards the dark sky with few stars, drawing dots of color like in a fairy tale, the night sky gradually opened up with the following words.

"In April, when most of the initial stages are over, I will probably be relatively free, but I can't guarantee that I will be blocked by some personal matters."

Gray and blue, like the outline of a suit and tie, um... is it Trainer Nishizaki...? Teahouse stared at the dimly lit corner of the screen.

By connecting with the secretly seized dream base, a one-sided consciousness mirror is established.

Although the signal is often poor because the trainer's dreams are not unique, the world beneath the consciousness is always unchanged, so there are still occasional stable images and relatively stable voices.

That was enough to satisfy her.

After all, the picture is secondary.

Even the voice.

It's just curiosity after satisfying the main goal.

And if you ask her what her main goal is, it is naturally the night itself, which never undergoes any real major changes no matter how its base and outline change.

That is also a kind of projection.

A technique different from the spiritualism and dream-telling techniques learned in the past, using the massless darkness to illuminate the background color of similar things.

Around the teahouse, there is no pure background more similar to that of the mind holding countless monster cards and reflecting countless strange figures in the heart. That background is far deeper and more inclusive than that of the teahouse, and because of its inclusive nature, it does not care about the connection with the dark ruler, and reflects the synchronous depth here.

The depth spreads across the sky, but is also rooted in the city. The entire city is like a huge water mirror, reflecting the distant and broken moonlight. Even the borrowed background still presents real and vivid patterns.

That's fine.

Teahouse thought.

It was precisely because of her quiet attempts to succeed that she was able to stand out from the trainer and become an obedient, sensible and not meddling child.

There is no need to be like Souko, who always clings to the trainer like a willful and troublesome girl, always worrying about whether she will annoy the other person.

There was no need for clinging or being intimate; she watched the evolving colors of the soul from afar.

It's like petting a cat or stroking a snake.

She gazed into the enchanting darkness, immersed in her little hobby, and gained the peace she had long felt.

No one will know.

Even the "friends" who occasionally visit in dreams are unable to notice the folds of the dream, unable to pass through the curtain filled with black fog, and unable to glimpse this small night guarded by Gatanje's invisible black fog.

"Tea, are you asleep?"

"..."

The sudden and gentle call broke the immersion in the pale golden eyes. The tea seat sighed silently and lowered his head, looking at the ground beneath his feet, which seemed so far away due to its height.

But he still simply put his hands in his pockets and jumped down.

"…What's the matter?"

In reality, in the dormitory, she opened her eyes and looked at her brown-haired roommate who was so frightened by her opening his eyes that he had a bit of an animal temperament.

"Hey! Are you awake?" The Snow Beauty showed the strap hanging on her forearm, "I brought back some scones and wanted to ask if you wanted some."

"... Let's eat together," the waiter said as he stood up, and then pointed to the coffee machine beside the table, "I made some coffee, it's almost ready."

"Uh...Okay..."

As a farm girl from the countryside, Snow Beauty was not used to the foreign drinks in the big city. Although she stiffened for a moment when she heard the words, she did not reject her roommate's kindness.

After all, to be honest, although I'm not used to it, I can always smell the coffee made by my roommate and be invited to taste it. After doing this many times, Snow Beauty can more or less understand the meaning of this.

If she wanted to use this as a topic, she still had a lot of things she didn't understand, so when she saw Tea House jump up from the bed and run to the small table, she chose to talk about other things she cared about:
"Tea seat, have you been sleepy lately?"

"…Eh?"

"Because... I always see you taking a nap from time to time. Are you too tired from training?"

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"..."

In the city where the night was about to end, the black-haired horse girl standing under the neon sign looked at the uninvited guest with blue hair and purple eyes in silence.

"I remember there should be a liquor store nearby. Do you remember it?"

He spoke to her in a familiar way like a social phobic. The light from the long stick he was holding swayed, reflecting the dark face under the black hair opposite him.