Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"... ahh, there's nothing to do after all..."

After knocking all the beasts out. Once again, the waltzes were being attacked with nothing. Lucia and the others left about three hours ago. It was still going to take more than five hours to get home.

"In the meantime, what should I do..." Waltz thinks while inflating his cheeks in an underground space where no one else is awake.

In the first place, she was free because she had no work to do, not because she had nothing to do. Now that she has lost her Mobile Armor, she is greatly limited in what she can do, and she is no more powerless than she was before. If I couldn't fly, I couldn't build a micro black hole, and I couldn't even communicate wirelessly. In the true sense of the word, we're close to being "just a town girl."... yes, compared to before.

Actually, even though most of the functions were lost due to the loss of the mobile armor, it was not like that, because it only possessed a human level of power. Even with a body that looks like a child today, the Guardian is a Guardian. Compared to people with the body of machines such as Teresa and Cortex, they have different levels of strength, and the sensors of the installed perception system boast non-standard accuracy and sensitivity. It was a spec that could only be described as the crest of a foolish bone, such as lamenting if nothing could be done.

In short, if Waltz tried anything, he could do anything. Still, she had no time to spare simply because she didn't have a hobby. It looks like a lot of waltz, but in fact, I'm hardly interested in things that are not related to the restoration of mobile armor and the restoration of the spatial control system to return to the original world... There has never been anything like a human hobby.

... no, there's just one hobby. It's a walk. It's her hobby to walk in nature, such as in the woods.

But now the waltzes were billions of dollars to take a walk. Although it was very attractive to go out into the outside world and take a walk, I could not have a face-to-face conversation with the people in the village alone, and furthermore, I did not know when the students would come... Compared to my curiosity toward the outside world, I was much more worried that something unexpected might happen.

"You're not very fertile... I..."

Waltz himself seemed to have noticed that, sitting on a bench in the basement space, he put his elbow on the desk there and sighed deeply.

If I go out with courage, will the world change a little bit?

Waltz says that and thinks about the risks. 80% chance of encountering villagers, 20% chance of being attacked by students......

"No matter what you think, it's dangerous to go out front." Yeah. It's dangerous. But I'm curious... "

As a result, she becomes impotent. It's an infinite loop. I keep thinking the same thing over and over, and I come to the same result, and I'm not convinced of the result, and I'm thinking with my head up. I can't remember how many times I thought about it anymore, so I kept thinking the same thing over and over, and this time I was trying to reach the same conclusion again.

However, she seemed to know how to cross the loop.

”... but I don't have much to do... so I'm ready to go?”

If you don't think deeply about it and act for the time being, perhaps you will get a different result than you expected... The probability is the probability. Because there is no possibility of unexpected developments.

"(At least, I wish Asteria had been awake...)"

Feeling meticulous, the waltz stares at the ceiling of the underground space. It was the entrance to the underground space that led to the outside. A quiet curiosity tickled Waltz's mind.