stand-in creed

The fat guy at the registration office asked back in surprise, and even stopped collecting money.

Nero became even more curious: "Is he famous?"

"he……"

Before the little brother at the registration office finished speaking.

A burst of English with a slightly Egyptian accent entered Nero's ears.

"That guy is Diego Brando.

"The man known as the noble son of the British horse racing industry, 20 years old, commonly known as "Dior"-you must be a layman, right?Anyone who has a little knowledge of the horse racing world should know that guy. "

Nero looked back.

It was a man with brown skin, a turban and a cloth robe, and some kind of rather ethnic necklace around his neck.

This person also had a face that made Nero feel very familiar.

"If you have already signed up, can you let me go over?"

the man asked seriously.

However, before getting Nero's reply, he had already moved to the window to hand in the money, and reported his name to the staff.

"my name is--

"Ulmud Abdel."

"..."

Nero blinked.

Immediately, he gently took his wife's hand and walked towards the distance.

Suzumi Sugimoto whispered: "Nero, what the hell is going on? First, it was the Shutterheim in the story of Mr. Joestar, and then it was Dior and Mr. Abdel. Could it be... We actually went back to the past ? Those two are actually the ancestors of Schuttrogheim and Mr. Abdel?"

"It's not like that, Suzumi. Because this year is 1890." Nero said seriously.

"...1890?" Suzumi was taken aback.

Nero explained.

"Not to mention that the Dior we know has no experience as a horse racer at all. That guy is a law student like me. What's more... In 1890, that guy Dior had already sunk into the Atlantic Ocean for some years.

"So we're not going back in time, we're just coming to a plausible new world."

"...I see." Suzumi nodded.

"However." Nero untied the reins from the hitching post, and got on the horse, "I'm starting to be curious about this world, first it's Stroheim, and then Dio and Abdel... what should I do in the future? Will even Joestar and Zeppelin jump out?"

Nero just said that casually.

However, when Nero took the number and badge to the tent assigned to him and tied the horse, a head poked out from the tent diagonally opposite.

"Hey?

"Are you really a layman?"

"...How can everyone see that I am a layman?"

Nero blinked and looked at the man in front of him.

I always feel that this man looks familiar, I don't know where I have seen it.

However, the man was lying sideways on the ground in front of the tent, pointing to Nero's dark horse not far away: "This race is 6000 kilometers long, and players with a little experience will choose older horses, because old horses will not Reckless stepping into an environment where you get hurt. Unlike young horses that just have stamina and stamina."

"Bah—!"

Claudius seemed to understand the man's words, and suddenly raised his front hoof, making a dissatisfied sound.

Nero looked at his black horse and said to the man.

"So, you guy who came out of nowhere just wanted to comment on the level of my horse selection? No matter what you say, I am very satisfied with my Claudius, because it is my "hands" Picked horses.If I were to deny it, it would be tantamount to denying myself!Unfortunately, I happen to be the kind of person who feels very good about myself, so this kind of thing can't happen. "

While saying this, Nero got up to prepare food for his black horse.

At the same time Nero glanced at the man with a hippie smile.

"why are you laughing?"

"You just said 'a guy who came out of nowhere', right? "

"What, are you a famous player too? Like that Dior?"

"No, no, no, I'm just an ordinary countryman. No one knows that I'm normal. It's better to say that you don't know me, which makes me feel relieved. At the beginning, I thought you were running after me Come, it turns out that whether it is the look or the language, it shows that you don't know me, which is very good!"

"It sounds like you have a lot of enemies?"

"more or less."

The man smiled and showed his big shiny gold teeth.

Nero froze.

I saw two lines of English printed on the man's teeth——

go! go!

ZEPPELI!

"... Zeppelin?!"

Nero was startled.

The man stretched out his hand to Nero, gesturing to shake hands with Nero.

"My name is Zeppelin--

"—Gero Zeppelin."

Chapter 8 The Familiar Stranger Part [-]

Zeppelin and Zeppelin became neighbors.

But after just one night, they were no longer neighbors.

The next day.

April 9st morning.

Gero, who got out of the tent and was about to find an open space to brush his teeth and wash his face, saw Nero and Suzumi who were packing up and getting on the horse.

"Hey, hey, are you two moving out?"

"It's impossible to sleep here." Nero replied casually, "How many people died last night?"

"I guess there are seven or eight gunshots." Jie Luo said with a yawn.

The Steel Ball Run competition did solve the problem of food and accommodation at various checkpoints for the players, but the problem is that the accommodation conditions are a bit bad.There is no separate toilet and shower which are minor issues, the bigger issue is the lack of soundproofing.

It's not that Nero wants to do something bad with Suzumi at night.

The main reason is that after sleeping well at night, he was woken up by the occasional bang bang bang gunshots, which kept Nero awake almost all night.

Why are there gunshots?

Thousands of cowboys get together and it's not a problem if a few duels don't break out.

Nero and Suzumi got on their horses and walked away.

"Goodbye, Zebelin, see you on the field." Nero said.

"I can't see it. It would be nice for a novice like you to see my ass." Jelo muttered and yawned, and retreated to his tent.

"Huh?"

Nero raised his eyebrows, and then left without looking back.

The tent is no longer available.

Among other things, just living a married life with Suzumi is a problem, and Nero has no habit of letting these cowboys listen to the corner.The two walked the streets of Manhattan together for a long time, getting familiar with the black horse under them, getting used to how to use the reins to control the horse's acceleration and deceleration, while looking for a suitable hotel.

After a while, we came to a hotel.

"……Um?"

Just as Nero was tying his horse, he saw a wonderful scene.

It was a young man, wearing clothes decorated with star symbols, putting simple luggage on his lap, trying hard to turn the wheelchair forward, and seemed to be preparing to go to the hotel.

However, buildings in this era do not have access for the disabled. Young people with disabilities turn their wheelchairs to the steps, carefully put their luggage on the steps, and then slowly climb down from the wheelchair. Muscles struggle to pull the wheelchair up the steps.

Obviously there are many people around.

But the young man didn't seem to have any thought of asking for help from those around him.

"……what!"

The young man suddenly let out a cry.

The young man with his lower body paralyzed on the steps suddenly made a mistake in his hand while pulling the wheelchair up the steps, causing the half-pull wheelchair to drop his hand and rush down the steps.

"Don't break it!"

The young man thought so.

Compared with the possibility that the wheelchair may break, the extra walk to get the wheelchair back, and the possibility that the luggage may be snatched during this period, are nothing at all.

However, at this moment, a hand stretched out to block the wheelchair.

"It's alright."

"No, it's fine."

"Well, let me help you lift it up."

"Ah, thank you..."

The young man with disabled legs nodded subconsciously.

However, at the next moment, when the well-meaning person helped the young man to take the wheelchair up the steps, there was a bit of doubt in the young man's eyes.

"Wait, wait, isn't there something wrong with this way of holding the wheelchair?

"Normally, you should hug the middle of the wheelchair and carry the wheelchair up the steps, right? But what happened to this man? Just "one hand" grabbed the "one handle at the top" of the wheelchair and the wheelchair was quite Unbalanced way to easily pick up and take up the steps!

"Normal people can't do this kind of thing!

"How amazing is this guy's "arm strength"! "

For an instant.

Whether it is the youth, or the people around the youth, there is such emotion in their hearts.

However, Nero, the person involved, did not feel any fluctuations in his heart. After helping the wheelchair up the steps, he stretched out his hand to the young man on the ground.

"Come."

"what……"

The young man stretched out his hand subconsciously.

However, at the next moment, the young man felt like a weightless baby, who was easily pulled up from the ground by the man in front of him and stuffed into the wheelchair.

"Thank you."

Although the young man couldn't understand the scene he saw at all, he still expressed his thanks.

Nero waved his hand.

"Just happened to find a brave man in need of help."

"……brave?"

The young man was stunned.

Nero just said it as a matter of course.

"You can go on a journey alone even though your body is inconvenient. What is it but bravery? If I were you, I don't know if I can have the courage like you. What is it if it's not bravery?"

"..."

The youth fell silent.

Nero had already walked towards the front desk of the hotel one step ahead.Nero and Suzumi are in front, and the wheelchair youth is behind.