The sound of singing was not heard by me alone.


    Dukgo Mi-ro was the first to turn her head toward the direction from which the sound came.


    ‘This is the ce where we found traces of the shaman before.’


    Dukgo Mi-ro had been particrly interested in the unknown song. Since that day, she had asionally hummed the song quietly while looking at the sheet music she had created with her hearing skills.


    Dukgo Mi-ro adjusted her goggles and spoke.


    "Let’s go."@@novelbin@@


    Before I could nod, she was already running towards the source of the sound.


    When moving that quickly, the sound of stepping on leaves or the earth should have been loud, but only the sound of wind could be heard.


    Not only that, but her movements were much lighter than when we first entered the Hojo’s domain.


    It seemed she had adapted to the environment and grown during the time spent in the ruins-type alternate world simtion.


    ‘If she had focused on conquering the alternate worlds after bing a full-fledged yer, she might have suffered from tinnitus in her first year and been negotiating with scouts from professional yer teams by her second year.’


    Of course, it was true that Dukgo Mi-ro had great talent as a yer, but I had no intention of pushing her down the professional yer path.


    In fact, it would be nice if her talent as a yer could be a tool to help her achieve her dreams.


    If the alternate world simtor was doing its job properly and rying her feats, then any nonsense about her being chosen for fame would have been put to rest.


    Whoosh...


    The sound of a song mixed with the wind.


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