Chapter 341: then title translation, then ===GLOSSARY=== with list of named entities

Upon stepping into the boundless dimensional exhibition, Aomo had already noticed the movements in his card case.

Translation: "Upon stepping into this vast dimensional exhibition that stretched beyond sight, Aomo had already noticed the movements in his card case."

Upon stepping into this boundless dimensional exhibition, Aomo had already noticed the movements in his card case.

It isn't just one card moving; it's all the cards moving.

Translation: "It wasn't the movement of a single card, but of all the cards."

But it's no surprise, given that this is a monster exhibition.

Translation: "However, this was nothing surprising, after all this is a monster exhibition."

Both vendors and visitors are no strangers to powerful beings, and many carry monster‑related items.

Translation: "Both vendors and visitors were no strangers to the powerful, and even less lacking in those who carried items related to monsters."

In a place like this, it's no surprise for his cards to jump about.

Translation: "In such a place, it was no surprise for the cards in his card case to jump about."

At first, Aomo wondered if it might be seen as a challenge, a resonance with similar energy, or simply his monster cards being too close, so he placed his hand on the case.

Translation: "He thought it might be mistaken for a provocation, or a resonance with similar energy, or even accidentally getting too close to other monster cards; at first, Aomo entertained those possibilities, resting his hand on the card case."

He kept a straight face.

Translation: "His expression unchanged."

A silent darkness spread, carrying shreds of data streams, engulfing every card's movement.

Translation: "Soundless darkness spread, carrying a few strands of data-stream fragments, swallowing all the cards' movements."

Only the witch who shares a screen with the electronic vampire could notice the badge she'd slipped under her glove flashing a brief, eerie dark‑purple light.

Translation: "Only a certain witch sharing the screen with an electronic vampire could notice that the badge she had tucked into her glove flickered with a brief, eerie dark-purple glow."

The dark emblem pulled by Takumi Aiba through a special device is just a hollow shell, not actually linked to the ancient emblem data of the Digital World.

Translation: "The dark emblem extracted by Souyu Takumi through a special device was in itself merely an empty mold lacking any actual connection to the ancient emblem data of the Digital World."

It serves merely to mirror the tester's corresponding mental attribute.

Translation: "It was used only to reflect the tester's corresponding mental attribute."

Yet it still maintains a certain link to the tester's data.

Translation: "Yet because of this, it also had a certain connection to the tester's data."

This very reflection shows the witch beast how the opponent can command willpower as easily as moving an arm and finger.

Translation: "Precisely this reflection displayed to the Witchmon the opponent's command over willpower as if moving an arm with a finger."

Though he's only recently begun working with the digital cipher, he's grown so adept that he treats it as a tool, using the power of his Garurumon card to bring it into reality—

Translation: "Although his exposure to manipulating digital code had only been a matter of the past few days, he had become so familiar with it that he even used the digital code as a tool, employing the power of the Galvatron card to manifest it in reality——"

—to pry open the darkness he's long kept bottled up inside but never knew how to unleash.

Translation: "——to pry open the darkness he had long suppressed within himself but did not know how to actively use."

The witch beast grasps the principle of his maneuver at a glance, yet the realization leaves her eyes wide open in astonishment.

Translation: "Witchmon could instantly see the principle of his operation, but upon seeing it she would instead stare wide-eyed in shock."

She's never seen him practice it, and he's never asked her for advice.

Translation: "She had never seen him practice it, nor had he ever consulted her."

No… hold on, I think I did ask…

Translation: "No… wait, it seems he did ask……"

He'd asked her several times in the past few days about seemingly pointless trivia—like the makeup of the digital core, how the digital cipher relates to the digital spirit, whether the data volume of a massive machine mimicking an ultimate form could pry open the digital cipher, and which advanced encoding would most effectively influence the digital spirit—

Translation: "Recalling how that guy had asked her several times over the past few days about various seemingly meaningless bits of common knowledge—such as the composition of the digital core, the link between digital code and digital spirit, whether the information volume of a gigantic machine imitating an Ultimate could pry open the digital code, what advanced encoding might effectively affect the digital spirit……"

Looking back, those fragmented questions are precisely the theory that underpins what he's doing now.

Translation: "Now thinking back, those scattered questions were exactly the theory that could support his current operation."

With this method, if he truly held an emblem forged from ancient digital spirit, he could activate it at any moment—no shout or incantation needed.

Translation: "With this trick, if this man truly possessed an emblem condensed from ancient digital spirit, he could use it anytime without needing to shout or chant."

What ought to be unleashed via strong emotion is instead forced open by him with a delicate tool applied in a brutal fashion.

Translation: "The process that ought to communicate release through some strong emotion would be pried open by him with the most delicate tool in the most brutal way."

The tool is a plan that employs ultimate computing power and vast data to pry open the digital cipher, seeking to bore a brief aperture for releasing inner turmoil while keeping defenses intact.

Translation: "That tool was a scheme using ultimate computing power and massive data to pry open the digital code, its goal being to carve a temporary hole for releasing his inner self without lowering his mental guard."

In that instant, a concealed but huge wave of darkness surged, quelling the agitation of every monster card.

Translation: "Thus, in that instant, a hidden yet massive surge of darkness welled up, suppressing the agitation of all monster cards."

A fellow drifter in the same dimension also snapped to attention, his chest‑borne ring flashing a warning and reacting as fiercely as if he'd faced a dark ring.

Translation: "A certain wanderer in the same dimension also turned his head alertly, for the ring in his arms warned him, reacting as violently as if encountering a dark ring."

The witch beast doesn't grasp this detail; she only sees that Aomo can repress monster cards with this move and imagines he could use it to pass digital spirit to any Digimon.

Translation: "Witchmon naturally wouldn't know this; she merely saw that Aomo could use this trick to suppress monster cards, and could imagine he could use it to transmit digital spirit to any digital monster."

This stands in sharp contrast to the moon‑chase emblem that locks the armored Digimon spirit in place.

Translation: "This formed a stark contrast with the moon-chariot symbol that kept the armor-clad digital spirit utterly motionless."

Is your sight really that bad? Barbarizemon X.

Translation: "Your eyesight is that bad? Bar Beast X."

Whether Barbarizemon X's eyesight is truly poor is beside the point; she must stay wary of his return, so she's forced to view the monster exhibition through Aomo's terminal screen.

Translation: "Whether Bar Beast X's eyesight is truly poor or not aside, she had to guard against that guy's reappearance, and thus was forced to use Aomo's terminal screen as a medium to jointly watch the monster exhibition."

Besides, there's a talkative electronic vampire—Morrison, who's been studying with the cyber‑hackers—who can actually discuss information‑data usage with the witch beast, and it's far from dull.

Translation: "Besides, there was a talkative electronic vampire on the other side; Morrison, who had been attending classes at the cyber hacker's, could actually chat with Witchmon about information-data usage, and it wasn't boring either."

Aomo, who believed his actions were unnoticed, after successfully suppressing the cards, both chats with his companions and watches his surroundings.

Translation: "And Aomo, who thought himself very concealed, seeming as if no one had noticed his small movements, after succeeding in suppression, both communicated with his companions and kept watch on his surroundings."

He's already spotted monster girls who aren't strictly cosplay, plus plenty of oddly dressed figures that look like villains—any of whom could be behind the cards' agitation, and might even have noticed his little stunt.

Translation: "He had already seen digital monster girls not necessarily fully cosplay, and many who looked like villains in bizarre attire; these beings could be the cause of the monster cards' movements, and might even have noticed his little trick just now."

Should the exhibition later erupt into disorder, these figures will naturally be the expected sources of instability.

Translation: "If the exhibition later began to descend into chaos, these beings would naturally be unstable factors."

Maybe he ought to chat with Miss Shi Huaiya, so she can give a quick psychological pep talk to the communications staff awaiting orders here…

Translation: "Perhaps he should also talk with Miss Shi Huaiya, letting her give a psychological preventive shot to some communications personnel similarly awaiting orders from this side……"

As Aomo escorted her toward the B‑zone exhibition where Shinjo waited, he was about to speak when he glimpsed a girl whose outfit felt eerily familiar striding in from the front‑left.

Translation: "As Aomo was about to speak while bringing her along toward Exhibition Area B where Shinjou was located, he also caught sight of a girl whose attire gave him a strong sense of déjà vu approaching from the front-left."

What kind of déjà vu was it?

Translation: "How was that déjà vu?"

A snug red rubber‑like undershirt, brass‑colored metal armor studded with screw‑cap‑shaped bumps arranged vertically—especially the shoulder spikes and the slender extension on the left claw.

Translation: "The tight red rubbery undershirt and the bronze-colored metal armor with vertically arranged screw-cap-like protrusions, especially the spikes near the shoulders on the armor, and the slender extension on the left claw."

It was so familiar it almost made him dazedly reach into his pocket, press the card case, and feel the Assassin's card still there.

Translation: "Familiar… really too familiar, almost making him dazedly lift his hand into his pocket, pressing the card case to feel the actual presence of the Ace Assassin's card still there."

And… that stare is obviously aimed at me, isn't it?

Translation: "Moreover… that gaze was obviously fixed on him, right?"

It's a solid lock‑on pressure; the aura spilling out even caught Miss Shi Huaiya's attention, her gaze flicking between him and herself with a bewildered look.

Translation: "It was a completely locked-on oppressive feeling; the emanating aura was so noticeable that even Miss Shi Huaiya observed it, her expression shifting from looking at him to looking at herself, quite astonished."

But please don't let it turn into scorn—I really don't know that lady.

Translation: "But please don't let it turn into contempt; truly, I don't know that lady."

Aomo never expected that the stare he'd been trying to avoid at the office would show up here first.

Translation: "Aomo never thought that the gaze he strove to avoid in the office would first appear here."

Misunderstandings readily sprout among strangers; though Miss Shi Huaiya has usually seemed composed, in Aomo's faint memory she also possesses a lively, sprightly side, so her thoughts tend to be just as energetic.

Translation: "Indeed, misunderstandings easily arise among strangers; although Miss Shi Huaiya's prior behavior showed steadiness, in Aomo's subtle memory she indeed had a lively, sprightly side, making her thoughts likewise energetic."

But misunderstandings that affect reputation are never acceptable; the only thing Aomo can tolerate is the idea of "becoming more and more like a villain."

Translation: "But such rumors are wholly unwarranted; the only thing Aomo could accept was 'becoming more and more like a villain'."

This, too, stems from a gradual compromise over time.

Translation: "This was still the result of gradually compromising over time."

So…

Translation: "So……"

"Please let me say this, Miss Shi Huaiya: I have no acquaintance with this… Assassin lady."

Translation: ""Please let me say this, Miss Shi Huaiya: I and this uh… Miss Ace Assassin are complete strangers.""

"Please don't let your gaze turn harsher; sure, it's odd that I can name her before she introduces herself, but here, those who don't recognize her are the few."

Translation: ""Please don't let your gaze grow harsher; although it's indeed suspicious that I can name her without her self-introduction, here, those who fail to recognize her are the minority.""

——

Translation: "——"

"So she wants to talk more with you during the break, which is why you're acting together now, and when you face a crowd—"

Translation: ""So she wants to chat more with you during the break, so for now we're acting together, and when facing a crowd——""

"Even though I'm on the event staff, being overly rough with guests is still a big problem, so I've put in some work to avoid that."

Translation: ""Although as staff of the organizers, being too rough with visitors is still a major issue, so I still had to put in some effort.""

"This Assassin lady's attributes might overlap somewhat with Bourbon's."

Translation: ""This Miss Ace Assassin may have some attribute overlap with Bourbon.""

Assassin: "?"

Translation: "Ace Assassin: "？""

The girl in rather dangerous garb tilted her head slightly, a flicker of doubt in her emerald eyes, while the human and horse‑girl beside her suddenly got it.

Translation: "The girl in rather dangerous attire tilted her head slightly, a hint of doubt appearing in her emerald-green eyes, while the human and horse girl sitting beside her suddenly understood."

"I see, let her come along for now; after all, she just wants to verify the Assassin card, right~"

Translation: ""I see, then let her follow along; after all, she just wants to confirm the Ace Assassin card, right~""

Sukuko's comment was spot‑on, but Shinjo Akane's eyes kept drifting over the girl's form, making Aomo frown a little.

Translation: "Suzi's words hit the mark, while Shinjou Akane's gaze kept wandering over the girl's figure, causing Aomo to see it and faintly frown."

"Put aside your bold notions."

Translation: ""Put away your bold thoughts.""

"I haven't said a thing yet!" Shinjo Akane felt she was being maliciously guessed at.

Translation: ""I haven't even said anything yet!" Shinjou Akane felt she had been maliciously speculated about."

"You little snake, you barely avoided being misunderstood yourself, yet you go around misunderstanding others!?"

Translation: "You little snake, you yourself barely avoided a misunderstanding and yet you casually misunderstand others!?"

"Want to pull a gacha on the monster girl?"

Mm…

The girl with the mirror-image Optimus Prime colors let out an unwilling whimper, meeting Suzi's astonished gaze.

"Also, it's not that cruel… Suzi-chan, don't think it's so——""Amazing, Shinjo-kun! I've never dared to extract factors from classmates at the academy."

Huh?

Shinjo Akane blinked at the words, and the next second a hand came down on the brown-haired horse girl's head, ruffling her hair roughly: "Watch your language, Miss Ailisuzhi!"

That voice even had a hint of gritted teeth.

Also watch your reputation; your responsible trainer was, just twelve minutes ago, still being checked on by the chairman's secretary about the recent reputation situation.

Isn't this exactly what Miss Jun Chuan likes! Guinea Pig-kun!

The horse girl, gripping that hand with both hands and lifting it up, was strenuously displaying a horse girl's arm strength.

The cricket—a magic person's arm strength in human form is enough to make me lose my teeth!

The horse girl's palms overpowered that arm, just letting her head escape the demon claw——

——but that demon claw truly turned into a demon claw!

Slender and menacing, with even obvious bony protrusions on the back of the hand as claws, it overwhelmed the adolescent horse girl's palm strength in one grasp.

It seemed about to press the Nine Yin White Bone Claw stance that pierces the heavens onto her head, but just before contact it turned back into a warm human palm.

Showing precise control of timing and force.

Then he continued to roughly ruffle Miss Ailisuzhi's head, especially targeting that single strand of ahoge in the middle: "Get a hold of the main point, ah! A! Li! Su! Zi! Xiao! Jie!"

The word‑by‑word pause in the address also shows his blood pressure.

"Umastagram's reputation is already about to hit rock bottom; don't let me see you continuing to stir the pot in the comments! Otherwise——"

"Otherwise?"

Suzi tried again to break free from the demon claw, looking up at him.

And he wasn't obsessive either; having roughly had enough, he withdrew his hand and then said indifferently: "Otherwise, next time I see you wearing that overly long white coat, I'll tie your sleeve into a dead knot."

"Isn't that a bit too much?"

"Wouldn't you like to reflect on yourself?"

Aomo smiled and threw the question back; his attitude softened at once, though to Suzi this softness really was a sign that he needed to be moistened.

"Wrong, wrong, the point is wrong—Shinjo-kun is the main character this time!" She simply spoke loudly, changing the subject.

This caused Shinjo Akane, who was still whispering to Shi Huaiya "Those two are always like that," to stiffen completely, her backward glance full of "【profanity】 You schemed against me!"

And Aomo also turned his head as instructed; the moment their eyes met, Shinjo shrank back: "Cough cough, Miss Ace Assassin, you just want to feel the Ace Assassin's monster card, right?"

As soon as the words fell, two dull thuds were heard—that was Aomo lightly tapping the table with his knuckles: "Don't change the subject; I plan to look at the Ace Assassin's monster card later when I have free time, and you—shouldn't you reveal the so‑called surprise?"

"Huh? This is really far from the atmosphere I imagined."

"Who do you think is at fault?"

"I think I'm not wrong!"