only monsters

Tokyo Metropolitan Azalea Terrace, seventh edition.

Omo, who was restricted in where he could go, finally had a chance to see a cityscape with neither destruction nor dead people.

To be honest, there is not much difference between this place and the first place I visited.

The two cities have similar temperaments, similar flows of people and traffic, and even the interactions between people carry a familiar Far Eastern temperament.

That temperament is called not causing trouble to others.

It appears in every aspect of the street scene, allowing you, even if you are a young man with a tall nose and deep eyes, to avoid being looked at unduly when you walk by.

But the curiosity is still there.

Especially when there is a blond girl with equestrian ears standing next to him, wearing what can be called strange clothes - they will be questioned by the passing patrol police.

It is true that there is also a highly developed Cosplay culture in the far east region called Japan in this world.

But unlike the Jiemen District, which has experienced frequent cultural impacts from time travellers, and has a fairly liberal atmosphere, the only areas where strange decorations are allowed are areas such as comic exhibitions, specialty stores, and electrical appliance streets.

However, there is one thing worth mentioning here, that is, the jacket design of the new universe is obviously borrowed from the space suit, but it is not too excessive.

What the police paid attention to was actually the pair of ears on the top of her head - the vivid and swaying ears were regarded as very high-end cosplay props, which extended to the explicit rule that Cosplay is not allowed in unauthorized areas.

It seems that in this kind of place, you can't see a bunch of Cosplayers in the subway car in Jiemen District... Omer, who was regarded by the police as the guardian of the new universe and was being criticized and educated, couldn't help but sigh.

"Mr. Officer, are there any records of monsters here?"

He asked while sighing, interrupted the other party's lecture, and took the driver's license handed back by the other party, which should have been unrecognizable here.

But even so, facing the young man's dark red eyes, the "enthusiastic" police officer still responded cooperatively: "Monster? Ah, you mean the young man wearing a puppet suit and causing trouble?"

I don't think so... Seeing the kindness on the other person's face when he asked him questions in a confused manner, Omer shook his head in his heart.

Such a reaction can already explain many things, such as wanting to show that one can keep up with young people's topics, wanting to be concerned about the mood of young foreign friends, and most importantly - the other person has no real concept of monsters in his heart.

Either everything is calm here, or the police officer's memory has been washed away, just like the network data is clean...it's not particularly clean. At least the IP products like Godzilla and Ultraman are still there. When searching for "Monster" ” can fill up the entire web page.

It looks quite attractive.

After all, in the Jiemen District, time-travelers are responsible for uploading and sharing such IP works. Some resources have to be mixed into the time-traveler community to obtain them, and they are not necessarily guaranteed to be complete.

And even a cursory glance here is richer than his collection. Even the recent stage play "Battle Live Heros" has a name that is unfamiliar to him.

Looking at the cover, it’s Reggio, Mirror Knight, and James Bert…

The screenshot has been forwarded to Sero.

In Omo's eyes, the world is like a treasure trove of resources. If he were not carrying a heavy responsibility, he would probably first find a place with a sofa to unfold the light screen and stay there for more than ten days.

Binge-watch holster fights and CG fights!

It's a pity that he is not here for vacation.

So he waved his hand to signal the police officer to step back, and also removed the magic power used to deceive people's hearts.

"There are many pedals to the "higher dimension", Sphilar, can't you feel it? "

"Yes, I lack that level of vision."

Looking back, facing the doubts of the new universe, Omer answered frankly.

In the past, Ember Jayton, who was possessed and blessed by Reblondo, could cross dimensions and cross the barriers of the universe with his pure vision, and directly look at the 'Chaos Messenger', but Omo, who later returned to normal, could not do that. .

In comparison, although the new universe does not have such a transcendent vision, she who is in this "Gulit Universe" seems to have some kind of "senses" that ordinary people do not have.

The so-called 'higher dimensions' are the traces of Akane Shinjo's activities - this kind of 'trace' that should be invisible and invisible in the data world can be seen by her.

Should I say that she is a girl who is so assimilated to the data flow that she almost faces an existential crisis?
  After Jestis became a powerful reconnaissance aircraft, the New Universe became an even better high-precision radar under Ormer. Not only did it lead the Legion to screen out more precise target points in just a few minutes, but it could even be used in different universes. Simultaneously taking Omo, Sero, Ma Zhongpeng, Shijia and others——

——Go to Knight, Lost Horse, and the location where traces of Alexis are most abundant.

Yes, there are many such places, as if the three above were fighting guerrilla warfare throughout the Gurlit universe and had passed through many universes.

And one of them is right now.

After saying goodbye to the police officer, he looked back at the room in front of him.

Omo crossed over the door number that said [New Article/しんじょう] and pressed the simple doorbell in front of the single-family house that is more common in this residential area.

He turned his gaze slightly and looked at the weird store next door.

There is a photo of a storefront that is slightly rusty and slightly damaged, and the strange store name "Brilliant Junk Shop" is written on it. As the name suggests, it is probably a grocery store. He is also Shinjo Akane’s friend and the home of Rikka Takarata.

It was almost evening, but the grocery store looked like it was not open. This anomaly made it difficult for him not to take a second look, and then when he looked back at the door in front of him, he was ready to climb over - —

——The simple doorbell system actually sounded the connection sound.

What followed was a doubtful voice that was hard to mishear, the same as that of his roommate:
  "Moxi Moxi~ Who is it? What's the matter?"

"..."

Instead, a response came from the residence where there should have been no residents, and Ou silently opened his microphone.

He was still in the communication channel with many members. He could not only send screenshots to Zero and send messages, but also let Akane, who was hanging on the voice line, hear another voice of hers.

Then the next second he was about to respond——

He suddenly lifted up the back collar of New Universe's coat, pulling her away from the moment. At the same time, he turned around and held the cane with the bracelet manifested in his other hand.

He managed to resist the sudden attack of the thin blade, and was able to pay attention to its silver-haired owner and the space behind it that was shattered like glass.

"Mr. Knight?"

At that moment when he was at a disadvantage due to his hasty response to the challenge, Omo asked in surprise, as if he was in shock.

But his right foot has already kicked the opponent's abdomen skillfully.

As a result, the other party was equally vigilant and avoided the kick with an even better back-dodge.

Just when he was about to charge again, there was a sharp wind instead.

Clang!
  The snake-headed civilized stick he held in his hand had turned into a sharp and simple long sword with a white sheath.

"Or……"

The blades collided, forming a wrestling match again, but it was Omo's advantage. Since the blades were locked together, he was advancing inch by inch. Even if the opponent imitated his own kick, he was stopped by a long tail that suddenly appeared.

Bang!
  Being entangled in the legs meant losing balance, and even the person with the knife was pushed to the ground. But even so, the eyes of the silver-haired young man with the back of his knife blade pressed against his throat did not change at all.

The blue eyes just stared at Omer with hostility, and in the virtual image shown by his next words, he even tightened his grip on the hilt of the knife.

"Where should I call you...Mr. Anqi/Anti?"

A virtual image, a ferocious demonic image.

In the eyes of the silver-haired young man, the moment the black-haired young man in front of him said the pronunciation of 'An', his voice became deeper, thicker, and deeper, with a double tone that was not like a human voice, and his appearance was also the same as before. The moment he fell down, he looked ferocious.

It was only a moment, but the threat of that moment was enough to make him trigger the power that could summon strong winds and roll up his side bangs.

Under the rolled up side bangs, the bright red pupils were shining.

"It's so exciting."

"No! Knight-kun!"

Suddenly, someone was shouting.

Also in that trance, there was the sound of breaking glass.

He did not turn into the purple giant that imitated Gullit as he should have.

Instead, he was pushed into darkness by a sudden impact, together with that man.

Behind him, there was light emerging from the fragmentation, and a capable woman with coiled hair stood in front of the crack and shouted urgently to him.

"Second generation..."

His transformation was rudely interrupted, and his mind was unclear. He only had time to utter this groan-like whisper before he lost consciousness.

-

"what's the situation?"

In front of the open entrance door, a girl with short black hair and red eyes walked out doubtfully, looked at the empty space, and then turned to look around.

"mischief?"

With incomprehensible confusion, she pursed her lips, returned to the entrance, and closed the door.