Chapter 469: with translation of chapter title, then ===GLOSSARY=== with list of named entities appearing in these lines, using gloss

NO．52：Some are still daydreaming, while others have already begun preparations.

"If it's just changing the appearance, that's easy, but I'd rather recommend weapon miniaturization technology—it's more practical and convenient than appearance transformation, though it'll be a bit pricey."

"Not needed."

"If you find it expensive, there are still discount packages."

"Just changing the appearance will do; how short can it take?"

"Since you're Molisen's adopted son, naturally we'll prioritize your order and get it done within two hours."

"Thank you for the trouble."

——

"Saying it'll delay a few minutes, it only delays a few minutes."

Aomo returned to the training field, still carrying that ever-present briefcase, but he felt its weight had lightened considerably.

This isn't an illusion; inside, the iron coffin that had nested several weapons is missing one.

After settling a deal with the artisan contacted through his forefathers' phone book in just a few words, Aomo coincidentally cleared the last weapon from his person.

Of course, the premise is that monster cards don't count as weapons.

And the similarly hard-to-classify Beta Magic Blade still lies in Sai's underground lab.

These past days have been unusually fulfilling for Sai.

Not only has the search for the super agent yielded results, but there's also good news about the follow-up treatment.

During what should have been a tense, boring wait, there was also the official toy (crossed out) entrusted by Aomo, the Beta igniter.

For her and the other members to jointly DIY the voice system.

The overwhelming excitement of the present and the overwhelming anticipation of the future briefly filled her life.

The result was——the only outing these two days was that trip to the KTV.

Miss Sai, who longs for a vibrant social life, is actually living the recluse's way—she doesn't go out the main gate, doesn't step past the second gate, and spends all day in the lab tinkering with that processing device and audio debugging software.

Only at mealtimes does Aomo pick her up and bring her to the table.

Then, after a brief check-in on her training, she tried to invite Suzi, Bopang, and Chazuo to see what she'd accomplished in half a day.

But she simply wouldn't invite Aomo!

She even outright blocked Aomo from entering her lab.

As for that, the person involved said they've grown used to it.

Rather than saying she's preparing a surprise, it's more like a pure secrecy operation; Aomo doesn't find it hard to understand this contrary psychology.

After all, he's encountered such people before.

Precisely because it's hard to keep a secret in front of herself, she instead insists on shaping those who oppose secrecy……but everyone's already so familiar, there's really no need for that.

Better to speak plainly.

Aomo isn't unable to control his habits.

In fact, since becoming housemates, he's consciously given the four girls privacy and secret space.

Even now, he still worries what those few girls might turn his transformer into……

This worry stems from curiosity, and even more from self-restraint.

This is the respect he shows his roommates, while Miss Sai's actions are somewhat unnecessary.

If such a loudly announced secret were met with rebellion from Aomo as well, he'd likely have already started monitoring her web browsing traces.

That's just grade-schoolers squabbling.

The endless instant-kill and sure-kill would probably really become like the lyrics of her personal song, subjected to intense trolling.

Precisely to avoid that kind of intense trolling, Aomo chose to become a mature, reliable man.

Indeed, he didn't go as the client to inspect project progress; he just brushed off the blunt remarks with a smile, then continued to immerse himself in reviewing materials, taking online courses, and directing the busy work of instructing the horse-girl training.

Also, at the moment when the Beta igniter wasn't on him and Molisen's 'relic' was sent out for appearance transformation, Aomo's briefcase truly contained only a bunch of miscellaneous small tools, plus the monster cards he always kept in his pocket rather than the briefcase.

Still feeling rather unsettled……

Aomo had his hands in his pockets, watching from afar as Suzi and Bopang sang and danced on the distant stage, also watching the crowd below shouting their cheers.

Watching those people move with exceptional professionalism, their lightsticks waving in neat, uniform rhythm, Aomo couldn't help wondering if they all had a side job as WOTA performers.

Or perhaps they had rich experience mingling in idol-stage audience seats.

Although Professor Dato always mixes in nightclubs and discos, he still has a knack for picking audiences that create a professional stage live-feel.

Rather, it's likely eighty percent that he mobilized his own fans……gazing at the backs of a certain row of nearby spectators, seeing the extravagant shoulder straps emblazoned with the sun god's kana, Aomo silently withdrew his gaze and then waved at the girl on that distant stage.

This isn't conspicuous.

After all, the audience seating is not only huge, but also has the usual lighting treatment just for stage illumination.

Even if he stood at the very end and highest spot, he still blended into the surrounding gloom.

However……

Yet the scarlet and azure youths standing beneath the lights simultaneously lifted slightly.

The hand holding the microphone also rose a little, as if singing in an upward gaze.

The former's face showed a hint of a proud smile, while the latter's face traced an arc different from the previous strained businesslike demeanor.

These girls are all so perceptive……

Aomo lowered his hand, a wry smile appearing on his face, then vanished amid the deliberately scattered specks of light, shifting.

A few minutes had passed; he returned to the training field to see the girl who first evoked this feeling in him.

Watching her approach now to greet him, her easygoing smile gave no trace of her earlier mood.

Apart from spirit mediumship, she also seems to have some talent in performance, Aomo thought as he responded to her greeting.

Then he made the light screen public, so as to show Chazuo the live broadcast of Suzi and Bopang's performance.

"There's nothing to worry about over there, but you here…" The trainer's words trailed off, and right in front of Chazuo he pulled up Zhouri Ningjing's contact details, then withdrew the inviting gesture he'd made toward her.

"Don't worry about bothering her; let's talk to her now—we don't have much time left."

"... Hmm…"

"The trainer's results are linked to the horse girls' results, and this is especially true for newcomers."

"Two people, three legs—share honor, share loss; this saying is practically an iron law for newcomers."

"Unless a fully autonomous horse girl shows up, completely independent of the trainer's duties yet still taking the championship."

"Recently, with trainer resources strained, there is indeed a budding trend of this sort, but it's still not something Aomo needs to worry about."

"And at the very moment he was urging Chazuo to call Zhouri Ningjing, Aomo silently withdrew."

"This is both to preserve that fragile attitude, as delicate as window paper, and because he noticed a pop-up on his terminal screen."

"【Super Special Agent Awoke】"

"——From Chaldea Communications."

"……"

"Although it had been expected in the coming days, when he actually saw the notice it still became today's most surprising news for Aomo."

"But it came at a very opportune time, didn't it?"

"He thought so, glancing at the witch beast channel that had been silent for ten minutes, and at Morrison on the desktop, who looked rather anxious."

"Having witnessed everything Aomo did, and being forbidden to contact Zhouri Ningjing, he could only monitor the external propaganda moves of several forces; the vampire foster father is plagued by multiple anxieties: 'Indeed, it's not proper to get involved and leave traces,' 'My own strength isn't enough to meddle in this,' and 'These forces haven't made a move at all!'"

"Unaccustomed to his state, Aomo couldn't help but remind him: 'This could take anywhere from a day to a week or even half a month to resolve—there's no need to rush.'"

"'If you really can't calm down, go play games—I never planned to get involved in this, and there's no need to worry too much about it.'"

"'How could I possibly play games in this state…' Morrison muttered, at a loss for words."

"'Miss Qianming said the Boundary Gate area's data has all been moved in! If it ends up affecting reality, then it's no longer a question of whether to participate or not!'"

"'How would it affect reality?'"

"Um…"

"'You'd better go play games.' Aomo looked at him pityingly."

"'Tsk!' The man also wore an angry expression as he backed down, saying, 'I don't care anymore—you're not giving me any face!'"

"Take your leave; best not let me see your status showing as AFK, or it'll just add to the joke."

"Your old man, I'm heading into a dungeon!"

"Saying that, he turned into a small flock of bats on the desktop and scattered."

"No trace remained."

"Aomo then pulled up Morrison's exe status to check it, ran a few monitoring programs to confirm Morrison's state, twitched the corner of his mouth, and opened the Chaldea message."

"Yuehuanshe: 【Received, requesting to proceed with the visit in this manner】"

"After typing that, he turned his head to look at Chazuo chatting not far away; Aomo's lowered right hand, as if having nowhere to go, slipped back into his pocket, rubbing the few medals he'd harvested that morning."

"They're just little trinkets picked up by following the vine of the Belzebub beast; even the demoness big sister in charge of transport is baffled, not knowing what their partner fetched them for."

"【A novel app that has run stably for years, comparable to the old version of the chase-worm's source-switching app, huanyuanapp.】"

"【Permission, upcoming communications will be transferred to Chaldea Medical Ward 7】"

"Yuehuanshe: 【Thank you】"