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Freed from the transparent but depressing bottleneck of Bozi Soda, the crystal clear glass ball hanging in the hand reflects the reality, self, and the existence of precious things as always.

With the original receiver hanging in the hand of the red-haired boy, it reflected the surrounding scene.

The black-haired young man who was also highlighted by the crescent moon held it out, directly highlighting the sight of the blue-green haired boy.

The latter, who was still wearing a stage performance costume, was inevitably stunned for a moment. After all, he was still overlooking the scattered audience and the stage.

But even if something happened suddenly, he still cautiously reached out his hand, allowing the young man to loosen his fingers and let the small glass ball fall into his hand.

The young man had no intention of explaining this behavior. He just put his retracted elbow on the railing and looked down at the field below like the blue-green haired boy before.

"The response to this stage play was pretty good and it was considered a complete success." He said with a smile.

Compared to the nice face he had on his seat before, this smile was obviously from the heart. The blue-green haired young man smiled and clenched the glass ball. He also repeated his previous actions and looked downstairs with a smile.

"Can we call it a complete success if the response is pretty good?"

"?" The two of them didn't look at each other's chat, but Yuta, who was holding a glass bead in his hand, turned his head and typed a question mark, wondering whether he should imitate the same.

But whether he learns or not, the conversation will continue.

"Evaluation must first be based on the overall performance. The overall performance is not only the quality of the performance, but also the prerequisites for preparation."

"With the quality of your stage, your preparation time, and your ability to change the script in just a few days, you can make everyone smile and occupy a corner of other people's memories. Naturally, it can be called a complete success."

"That's very well said." He raised his hand and grabbed the hair on the back of his neck. Utsumi was embarrassed and silent for a few seconds, then turned to look at the young man and said, "Thank you, Omo."

The young man did not turn to look at his embarrassed face, but smiled softly.

"Is there anything I can thank you for?"

"Just... I can thank you more and more. In the beginning, I was just rescued and experienced the same treatment as Yuta and Hayata-san..."

"..."

Yuta, who was suddenly cueed, had a look of surprise in his eyes, but Utsumi was just so embarrassed that he scratched the hair on the back of his head and didn't notice the doubt in his brother's eyes.

"After that, I helped everyone plan, and also participated in the battle with a lot of effort. In the end, I saved the world with Gulit and others, and the most important thing is..."

"It was your idea, Shinjo-san, to ask me to take her place, right?"

"I was also worried that you would mind Alexis' identity and position."

"I do mind it...but being able to fight alongside Yuta, and even Shinjou-san inviting Rikka..."

"Akane's actions were not my idea," Omo said honestly, avoiding the parts that had nothing to do with him. "According to my plan, she should stay in the second-generation battleship and be responsible for comforting Miss Oriji..."

But it turned out that the aunt was really nervous. She witnessed a series of major events and still acted like she was fine, which made his preparations a bit redundant.

But he was used to having extra preparations.

"It doesn't matter, I personally think you both deserve thanks..." Utsumi smiled nonchalantly.

"Like, we can save the world together... That moment was really exciting. I may never forget this memory in my life."

"Yes, me too, Utsumi," Yuta couldn't help but speak after hearing this, looked at Omo and said gratefully, "Thank you and Shinjo-san for your help!"

"Don't be so polite, take it seriously..." Both sides were bowing their heads to him, and Omo had not experienced such discomfort for a long time.

This is the kind of discomfort that can only occur when you meet a very serious friend from the Far East. After all, it is not a courtesy from a friend, so Omer doesn't care.

As for the regular Far Eastern friends, he didn't know many of them.

"Efficiency is the priority when it comes to arrangements on the battlefield, and what I hope you realize second is, Utsumi-kun."

"Eh?" Neihai was stunned.

"You are not ordinary, nor are you dispensable. Sooner or later, you will not just play Gullit, but meet your own Gullit."

"Ah... As for this, I think you, Omer-san, are similar to Gulit," Utsumi laughed, raising his left hand to show the glass ball in his palm, "Actually, this is the second time I have received this glass ball. ”

"The last time was from Gulit, right after he saved Shinjo-san."

"Then Utsumi gave it to me..." Yuta was stunned when he heard this. It was only after bringing up the old things that he realized the meaning that he had not realized at the beginning.

"Ah, I once told Gulit that if there is a chance next time, I hope he will choose me," Utsumi said helplessly, "But in the end, I still feel that Yuta is the most suitable for Gulit."

"...the inner sea."

"Hey, don't cry, ah... Yuta, don't be like this, Omo, look at him..."

For a moment, I didn't know how to comfort my brother who was too emotional and was as fragile as a girl in this regard. I could only turn to Omer, my senior in life, for help, but I saw that the other person was smiling.

"What does it matter? It's always good to express joyful emotions, but it's you, Utsumi," he said, raising his hand to point to the glass ball in the blue-green haired boy's hand, "This time, it does belong to you. "

"Also, Gulit's space warrior form also has your contribution."

"I'm glad you said that Gulit and I are similar. This means that just as Yuta found something that only he can do because of Gulit, you also found your own goal through me, right?"

"That's right!"

"That's good. In this case, I am also playing Gullit, and we are peers."

The young man smiled and raised his right arm.

This action made the young man look at his companion excitedly, and then at his raised arm.

As someone who played Gullit in the stage play and as a friend of the person involved in the fusion, he naturally understood the meaning of this gesture.

Even according to what Rex-san said, even he and the princess followed the same etiquette of fighting side by side in the past.

That is...

He himself also raised his right arm, turned around, and collided with his wrist.

Just like the classic handshake between Ultra warriors, warriors in this world have followed the etiquette of interlocking arms and collisions since a long time ago. "But it's a pity that the headmaster-san escaped." Yuta, who was happily watching the actions of the two people, suddenly thought of another person involved, "Even if he turns back to Alexis Kelif, everyone I would still thank him for his efforts in this battle, but in the end I didn’t get the chance.”

"If he had really changed back, he wouldn't appreciate this kind of thanks," Utsumi said with a complicated mood when talking about the collaborator who fulfilled his dream of becoming a hero. "But it's also my problem that I forgot to say thank you at that time."

"Having this intention is enough, maybe He is still lurking somewhere listening." Omo smiled, glanced at the text on the light screen floating in the air, and then raised his hand to take a picture.

"But there is something more important right now, Yuta-san, you won't forget it, right?"

"Eh?"

Yuta's doubts are obvious, but he is not the only one. When the topic changes too suddenly, even comrades who are supposed to be in the same camp will be confused.

"what happened?"

And Homao said only a few words:

"Nebula Divination."

"Oh——!" Utsumi suddenly protracted his tone and looked at Yuta, whose expression suddenly stiffened.

Nebula divination, to be precise, it is heartbeat nebula divination. When I first mentioned this, it was before the war, and Omer was using monster cards to give everyone unreliable divination.

The heartbeat nebula divination is a relatively popular online divination. It is famous for its 100% success rate in the Gurlitt special edition. According to Utsumi's memory, the content of that issue is called: Luck will open at the end of the campus festival. door.

Divination is not necessarily effective - although Omo knows that the probability is 100%, but the development of the original work always backfires.

But no matter what, people always have to take action.

Just like now, Yuta, who had a stiff expression and seemed to understand the meaning instantly, just looked at Rikka who was at the edge of the distance downstairs and could instantly lock onto Akane Shinjo's eye-catching pink hair walking beside him.

It took a few seconds for his expression to change from stiff to determined.

"Then, I'll go over there."

"Okay." Utsumi responded simply and calmly without showing a narrow smile.

Omer pointed to his wrist: "Do you need me to hold it for you?"

"Oh! Trouble!"

Yuta reacted after looking at the original receiver on his wrist. The atmosphere of a warrior traveling far away suddenly disappeared.

"Wait a moment, Gullit."

He said to the transformer that could theoretically contact Gurlitt at any time and receive messages from Gurlitt at any time, and was also the receiver of the communication device, and then ran downstairs.

And Omo, who took the exquisite gadget and looked at Yuta's back, sighed: "It's finally time to take this step. It's not easy, right..."

"Yes." Utsumi, who thought he was speaking to himself, agreed.

Then hear the other person’s last words:

"Gullit."

"Eh?"

"Yes, it was me who delayed his original courage."

"Eh!"

Staring at the receiver that really produced Gulit's voice, Utsumi was even more surprised.

"No need to say such words that will make your ears puke. He is now going to pick up where he left off. Part of this courage also comes from you."

"Are you going to wait here?"

"Huh!?" Neihai, who had already uttered three different emotions of the same syllable, stared at Shen who had approached at an unknown moment.

"Don't you want to go take a look?" Shen asked again.

"Wanna see?!"

Neihai originally wanted to be the good brother who calmly received his brother's return, but he never expected that someone would offer such a deep temptation.

In the face of temptation, he behaves with the caution of Homare.

"But we are a school here. If they are not outside the school, there is a possibility that our secret will be revealed."

After all, school is not a long road with several bushes for everyone to crawl through. Once discovered, Yuta's overly emotional character might not be able to talk to him for several days.

"Yes, Omo, this is not good." Gullit also tried to dissuade him from the receiver.

At the same time, Utsumi was surprised to see Bize and Knight appearing at the entrance of the corridor.

Omo, on the other hand, just moved towards the two of them and then said calmly:

"I can provide disguises that deceive vision."

"What are you waiting for!"

The blue-green haired good brother immediately clenched his fists.

Holding the glass ball given by the devil in his fist, he seemed to have lost to the devil's words.

The devil looked at the dream hero in his hand.

"So, do you have any other advice? Gullit."

"..."

silence.

In the silence since then, the group of people walked down the stairs in a mighty manner.

Everyone had serious expressions, even Bize was no exception.