Chapter 376: line with translation of chapter title

Ah...

Looking at the red-haired angel hopping about at the stall ahead, Rin Tohsaka let out a long sigh.

"Too energetic, huh?" Aomo, sorting tea nearby without looking up, asked as if he had already seen that scene.

I'm only twenty-five myself...

As a woman, Miss Tohsaka obviously lacks awareness of age protection.

However, against Aomo, this protection is of limited effect.

As long as one is under a hundred years old, Aomo can guess the true age behind a youthful appearance from behavior and speech with a seventy percent success rate.

Well, it's only seventy percent.

There are always some elders who are exceptions, seeming not to have progressed; their speaking skills and manner show no trace of experience.

"Age doesn't matter, Miss Tohsaka; what matters is whether you often work overtime."

"I thought you would say what matters is mindset."

"People who often work overtime have no mindset to speak of."

"Oh... oh..."

Recalling her always-frowning teacher, Rin Tohsaka was shaken by the speaker's force, feeling dazed.

"May I ask, Mr. Lindon, what is your age?"

"Nineteen."

"Nineteen..." she murmured lowly, head down while sorting goods, then Rin Tohsaka lifted her head, her voice suddenly rising an octave: "Ah? Nineteen!?"

"No need to be so worked up, Miss Tohsaka."

Aomo had already seen not far off that Moss Timah and Texas, following the angel, had turned their heads, while Lappland was still looking around.

What kind of binding relationship do these four have?

Moss Timah watches the angel, Texas also watches the angel and glances at Lappland, while Lappland never lets Texas out of her sight.

It's as if they're watching each other.

The 'Penguin Album' saying from otherworld memories, Aomo couldn't discern it, but this subtle companionship binding had never been seen in his over-ten years of observation.

It's just that a new illustrated guide has been opened.

However, when you use someone else to open an illustrated guide, they might not be using you to open one either.

Just like Rin Tohsaka, startled at the moment, and the sudden flash of a communication on the light screen:

Moss Timah: 【You're only nineteen?】

Lappland: 【Really or fake?】

These two private messages left Aomo silent; looking toward the distance, all three were looking this way, with only Texas staring silently without sending a message.

I thought you were so focused on following each other, how come you're still eavesdropping over here?

Aomo thinks that overly keen hearing is a burden, should be assigned to operators.

Or perhaps it should be given to two who ought to be keen but perform rather poorly——

Theoretically a tiger, that is, Miss Shi Huaiya of the feline Asian people, walked over from the neighboring stall and asked: "Eh? What were you just talking about?"

And Miss Ling, as an avatar of the Year Beast, and as a seemingly fluctuating combat power of Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals yet enough to rank T0, she also asked with a smile:

"What's up? What nineteen?"

Alright, at least she heard the nineteen.

As for what she didn't hear beforehand, seeing her flushed face, somewhat alluring, but also describable as a drunken look, we'll cut her some slack.

In the Penguin Logistics and Rhodes Island special forces teams, only Miss Xi and Mr. Undertaker had no intention of joining the shopping, staying at the Clock Tower branch.

Although the handover is complete, even if something happens it has nothing to do with Penguin Logistics' responsibility.

But we'll tentatively maintain the statement of continuing to garrison.

After all, aside from ORT's biological tissues, a few monsters are also temporarily placed there.

Waiting for the Yukichi Logistics branch personnel to feed, clean, and check the condition of the monsters before continuing transport.

Although the Undertaker's strength far exceeds that of ordinary people, Aomo defines him as a liaison.

Canaan City, being rich in religious style and also housing the headquarters of the Divine Blessing Gospel Class, grants considerable convenience to the identities of Moss Timah and the Undertaker.

It's also a pity that Miss Phiaretta, Miss Surtur, and Ms. Yela are not within the adjustment range; otherwise Aomo would have brought them along as well.

What he wants to assemble is solely strength, the power to face monsters head‑on.

But Rhodes Island has no intention of footing the bill for his firepower‑insufficiency anxiety.

Xi and Ling are enough——that's what Dr. Luoxia says.

Furthermore, to pull Xi out, aside from the tasks assigned by Rhodes Island, it also depends on Aomo's own ability.

What ability? Only the promise: 'Won't let you grow old walking; when you're free you can arrange activities, the scenery of Canaan District differs greatly from that of Gate District,' mixed with scenic temptation.

It's not false either; Canaan District's tourism publicity is all: a special planning area where theological style and romantic atmosphere coexist.

Not only does it have many works of traditional Western architectural schools, but its cultural style also differs greatly from that of Gate District.

Moreover, while preserving these traditional buildings, it does not restrict airspace like Gate District does.

Thus, flying cars and high‑altitude projections here are damn numerous.

Below are plain city streets; above the sky is a gaudy assortment of tech screens, even airships bearing huge screens—this sort of outdated junk that should have been eliminated long ago.

Aomo actually isn't too fond of this scenery, but if it were Miss Xi……who knows!

Anyway, just trick her into coming and it's done.

The rest, we'll make up for with moral blackmail when something actually happens (?!)!

But we also really need someone to storm the cargo containers; like that distant building explosion, Miss Xi and Aomo's group alike simply ignored it.

For now, following Aomo's suggestion, using her half‑real power to reinforce the environment, and opening a scroll portal that lets the Undertaker rendezvous instantly.

Not rushing to actually go out and sketch, but instead began painting indoors from the scenery seen along the road.

It's not that there are no windows; at most, I just look up and admire the special fireworks outside.

It's really special; even Aomo himself is moved.

The politico-religious union special zone is awesome!

Even the building explosion is cross-shaped!

Hmm? A cross?

Looking at the distant, huge, towering cross-shaped explosion cursor, Aomo was momentarily stunned, then…

"Miss Shi Huaiya, may I borrow the captain's authority for a moment?" He reached up and removed Shi Huaiya's earpiece.

"Eh? Okay."

"Mosutima team member, calling Mosutima team member and Funeral Person team member: have you heard the apostle's teachings in the Blessed Gospel Class? It's a large otherworldly lifeform."

The Funeral Person serves as the executor of the notary office.

Blessed Gospel Class

Apostle

"No." The Funeral Person's answer was blunt, and this was also why Aomo's call came later in the sequence.

Although they can enjoy some basic, even higher, privileges as otherworldly angels in the Blessed Gospel Class.

But as the executor of the notary office, the Funeral Person's value pales in comparison to Mosutima's potential to serve as a papal envoy.

Moreover, the Funeral Person has no interest in gossip.

If he also maintains the cool handsome guy persona and likes gossip, people would naturally suspect his surname is Chu.

Nevertheless, Aomo still called out to him, both to show a smooth tactic of not playing favorites, and based on the thought: 'If even the Funeral Person knows, this might be common knowledge in the circle.'

But obviously, there is no such layer.

"Apostle? You mean the existence from EVA?"

"Hearing this from you leaves me somewhat confused."

"\"EVA\"? I know that too; older sister also changed Feiya's sister's nickname to 'Third Impact' because of watching it!" The Energy Angel suddenly interjected.

Energy Angel

This statement isn't information-heavy, but it also left Aomo silent for a few seconds, not wanting to think about whether Liboli and Sacota might merge, so he automatically skipped over it and said:

"... So, does the Blessed Gospel Class have them?"

"Yes, I heard Lei Muyan say that headquarters has placed two of them," Mosutima replied.

The next second after she finished speaking, Aomo heard another explosion, and together with everyone turned back to look in the direction they had come from.

That was the direction of the Clock Tower branch, with a similarly towering cross-shaped explosion.

"Let's go."

Aomo flicked his hand without hesitation, pinching Mefeilas's card between his fingertips.

Just as everyone was still looking in his direction, everyone was simultaneously decomposed from bottom to top into countless cubes.

A flash of white before the eyes, then suddenly clear.

Already at the edge of the ruins.

There was also a pale pink barrier surrounding everyone, blocking the residual heat from the fiery red pit.

And Aomo was still calling out: "Xi team member, Funeral Person team member, can you hear me? Repeat, Xi team member, Funeral Person team member, can you hear me?!"

Moreover, the slow-to-react Lin gazed at the ruins and likewise pulled out his phone.

She wanted to dial the emergency number for the Clock Tower in Ganan District, but she was fumbling, pressing buttons nonstop.

"I can hear you." The Funeral Person's voice sounded as if it were right beside me.

"Stop shouting, are you the captain? Why are you always the one asking?" Xi's impatient reply left Aomo stunned, and Shi Huaiya felt a bit embarrassed.

"Where are you?"

"Right in front of you——" Xi's reply just came out, and the silent Ling was already standing beside Aomo, crouching down.

"——underfoot."

: 「？」 No.

Lowering his gaze to the dark painting he was stepping on, and to Ling holding one end of the scroll, Aomo quickly stepped back two paces.

Then they gave a fake cough, and returned the earpiece to Shi Huaiya's hand.