episode_0221

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On the day of the exchange meeting.

“Well… the causality is within the margin of error… and there is no distortion in other dimensions…”

Solari examined the status of the dimensions she was in charge of.

This was the minimum measure to prevent problems occurring in the dimension while attending the exchange meeting.

Several indicators were in the stable range.

Solari, who had recently been greatly affected by a sudden possessor, rechecked the numbers shown on the indicator.

After getting ready to go out, Solari checked the indicators until she left her dimension, like checking a gas stove several times.

The exchange meeting is held under the jurisdiction of their superior, Nivir, a second-level dimensional manager.

Instead of going straight to her dimension, Solari waited for the group in the relay area.

“As expected, a model student. You came early?”

She heard something loud and saw Lunin, shoulder to shoulder with Empen, approaching her.

“It’s not too late.”

Solari said, looking at Empen’s still frozen form.

“If I’m late, it’s obvious that you’ll nag me again, right?”

Lunin shrugged his shoulders.

“If there are no more people to come, we will leave right away. If you go late, you might not even be able to say hello to your senior.”

Nivir, who was recently promoted to a second-level dimensional manager, is respected and loved by his juniors.

In the world of dimension management gods where rigid hierarchical relationships exist, Nivir treated his juniors with kindness and understanding.

[If Senior Nivir gets angry, it means that the other person really did something wrong.]

How could such a thing have been said?

Solari recalled the time when she graduated from the training center and became a level 4 dimensional manager.

Nivir, who was a third-level dimensional manager at the time, welcomed her and Runin, and comforted and taught them as they made many small mistakes on their first mission.

“…….”

Solari thought that she wasn’t much different from Empen over there at that time.

Solari, Lunin, and Empen headed to the edge of the relay area.

It was a dimensional passage leading to where Nivir was.

There must have been a lot of dimensional management gods passing through the relay area, so there was a long line in front of the dimensional passage.

Solari looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, assessing the size of the area she was in.

“Mpen, have you ever met senior Nivir?”

“Nothing except what I saw from afar during the training center.”

Behind Solari, persistent questions and desperate answers were still going on.

“Huh, you didn’t see me even though you were assigned? …You become a second-class god, but you never meet a fourth-class god?”

Lunin furrowed his brow and muttered to himself, while Empen still stared straight ahead at attention.

“Mpen.”

Solari, who was watching the scene, called out to her in a soft voice.

“You don’t need to be too nervous. You and I are both level 4 dimensional management gods. You don’t have to be so scared because they won’t eat you.”

Empen’s eyes turned to her, and Solari spoke reassuringly.

“Yes, I understand! Thank you!”

It was still the same answer, but it was filled with a strange sense of stability, and Solari was satisfied with it.

“Accidents that occur while managing dimensions often occur during first-time management. It seems like Lunin is bullying you, but he’s doing it all for your benefit.”

She glanced at Lunin, her classmate, and added.

“It’s a shame. It’s just because I’m in charge of his education.”

Lunin blushed and grunted, and Solari smiled at him.

Solari continued to talk to Empen, and Empen’s stiff body gradually relaxed.

Meanwhile, the long line gradually narrowed.

“Ah, I think it’s our turn.”

Empen, who was groaning as he was put in a headlock by Lunin, pointed to the passage with his finger.

The three dimensional managers straightened up their disheveled posture and headed toward the passage.

“Oh, excuse me for a moment.”

The moment they were about to enter the passage leading to Nivir’s dimension, someone intervened in front of them.

White wings obscured their vision.

‘wing?’

Solari twitched her eyes, and Lunin sighed in bewilderment.

There is a being that shows off its wings, which are not shown except to show dignity to mortals…

He was probably a rookie who had just become a dimension manager.

Lunin thought so.

“Hey, what are you interfering with? Can’t you see there’s a line here?”

At Lunin’s bright words, the uninvited guest who had entered the dimensional passage turned around.

“Huh?”

A single word came out from the mouths of Lunin and Solari, who saw the face of the uninvited guest.

The person in front of them was not a fledgling level 4 dimensional management god.

The uninvited guest scanned their bodies from bottom to top.

Lunin got angry at the obvious disdain, but kept his mouth shut due to the difference in rank he felt from the other person.

“Level 4?”

Those words were writhing like a snake with many meanings tangled in them.

“……”

Solari quietly captured that face in her memory.

“Do you have anything to say? If you don’t have anything to say, do you go?”

Seemingly satisfied with confirming his status and keeping his mouth shut, the third-level dimensional manager turned around again.

The uninvited guest turned and flapped his wings, and the heavy wings touched Empen’s head.

Even though the uninvited guest left and their turn came, Solari, Lunin, and Empen just stared blankly at the place where the other person had disappeared.

“Wow… Well, is there a bitch like that? Was there a bitch like that in our district?”

It was Lunin who ended the long silence.

She kept fussing as if her anger wasn’t going away, and Empen couldn’t hide his anxiety at seeing her angrier than he’d ever seen her.

Solari searched her memory. It was a face I had seen somewhere before.

After searching through the drawer called Oblivion for a while, I was able to find the name of the person I had just met.

“It’s not our area.”

Lunin shifted his gaze at Solari’s words.

“This exchange meeting will only be held by the level management gods of our district, right?”

Solari slightly shook her shoulders in response to Lunin’s question.

It meant that she didn’t know either.

“Senior Nivir may have sung it separately.”

Lunin paused for a moment as Solari spoke.

“What are you? What do you know? Blow fast.”

In response to the detailed information, Lunin grabbed Solari’s shoulder and shook it back and forth.

“Ranael, a level 3 dimensional management god. I’m sure you’ve heard the name too, right?”

Solari said, feeling her head shake.

“That… right? Left a mark in the history of the training center….”

Eventually, Lunin remembered something and spoke while looking at Solari’s face.

“Opening and closing level.”

Solari received the last words that Lunin could not continue.