It is worth mentioning that Omer Linton does not lack experience in communicating with the opposite sex.
Although he shouldn't have too many interactions with people based on his hobby of 'human observation' since he was a child, who made him encounter difficulties in life so early?
In orphanages, schools, temporary jobs, and even in front of the counter handling certain business, Omer had to use the communication skills he gained from countless observations and studies.
And try to figure out the other party's psychology in order to achieve the goals of different negotiations.
At this moment, Omer was already aware of the current crisis, so he sighed and stretched out his right hand towards Ali Suzi:
"Can I ask Miss Suzi to reward me with two potions?"
"Hey, well, well, Guinea Pig will also be so straightforward in his submission?"
Aili Suzi, whose eyebrows were indeed curved with a hint of satisfaction, raised the two test tubes in her hand just as she was about to put them into Omo's hands: "Weren't you still concerned about Mr. Kelly just now?"
"I want to ask for advice on some work-related issues..."
This was not a lie. He had also considered talking to Kelif about the monster cards and the secret key he had just acquired, but that was a plan for later.
It’s a good idea to change the order of response now. The hesitation in speaking can also be used as a clear indication to guide the other person’s thinking direction——
——Omo already understands Tako's dissatisfaction, but to be honest, even if he understands it, he does feel that coffee must be a better drinking choice than potions.
Unless it was the woman named Mukai Kyoko.
Coffee is bad enough to make you consider potions.
So don't worry about the topic of what to drink, you might as well bring the topic to other aspects, and that's exactly what Omer did.
Eliseko is a very smart horse racing girl, smart enough to restrain her curiosity. When it comes to work, she always knows how to avoid what Omer doesn't intend to tell her. Just like at this moment, she paused after hearing such words. , glanced at the hand in front of him.
Then she was startled, and when she looked at Omo again, her eyes were a bit sharp.
It was as if he wanted to see through Omer at a glance.
But even in the face of such a gaze, Omo still maintained the seriousness and a little indifference when talking about work.
So she could only put the two tubes of reagents into Omo's palm, and the dissatisfaction in her eyes was covered by clear helplessness.
"I won't ask any more questions."
When she said this, she had already turned and walked towards the sofa.
The anger is only temporary, and the basis is even some unwarranted comparison, which can be covered up with some compromise or perfunctory.
It was like she could see the abnormality in Omer's right hand, and then realized that there were indeed some problems in the mercenary work.
It is somewhat inappropriate to criticize a mercenary who finally returned.
"Have you had dinner?"
She sat down in front of the sofa. Just when she thought this, she heard the other party send an even more inappropriate greeting.
Such speechlessness made her raise her eyes to look at the trainer again. The latter was lifting two test tubes to look at them, and then moved something in the air, obviously operating the terminal.
"Not yet, the mechanical guinea pig and Shinjo-kun are still waiting for you to solve it together."
New article? Kalief is indeed from the Far East.
"That's it." Omer simply placed the order for the ingredients, which was considered a luxury he hadn't seen in a long time. He used the supermarket delivery service, "I'll go to the kitchen to take a look later."
As he spoke, he prepared to walk towards the kitchen, but after taking two steps, he stopped and asked Miura Bourbon beside him: "You should also talk about the access control, right?"
She and Tako were both students at Ritto Residence. Although the cafe was in Miura Residence, she could go live with relatives, or even let Sunday Serenity find a way - she already owned a luxurious cafe in a foreign land. Omer had every reason to suspect that she had other lairs on the surface of the Realm Gate area.
"There are not many Ma Niangs still staying in the dormitory. Fujikishi are all on vacation and have signed security contracts. There is no access control." Suzi, who was already lying on the sofa, picked up the remote control and activated the TV screen. , the eyes of the blinds reflecting the screen are full of boredom.
After all, the laboratory preparations at the office were not perfect, and she probably didn't have any experiments she wanted to start immediately.
"Then what time do you plan to go back?" Omo asked, beckoning Miura Bourbon to sit down as well.
"Go back? Why go back?" Alisuko said in surprise, "The mechanical guinea pig and I have made beds!"
Now it was Homae's turn to speak but then stopped.
It's okay to make the bed. You two weren't just waiting for me. You were actually quite busy, right?
Omer turned his head and looked at Bourbon, who was sitting silently next to Elise, who also shrank her legs.
The cybernetic horse girl didn't care about the gaze as much as her trainer, and the result of looking at each other was fruitless.
If there is not even a slight expression, that means there is really no expression change. Even the eyes are still pure blue.
So he could only say helplessly: "...This is an office."
"Can't you live in it? It's all paved."
"First of all, you need to strengthen your gender awareness. Secondly, have you told your family about it?"
"My family doesn't care about me at all, and this is the trust we give you, Mr. Guinea Pig!"
As she spoke, she raised her hand, wanting to pat Omo who was standing behind the sofa, but the latter took half a step back, avoiding the casual hand, and turned his helpless eyes to Bourbon, and immediately became serious.
"What about you Bourbon?"
He was always so serious with this cybernetic horse girl.
After all, unlike Arisuko, who often rests in the activity room with her, Miura Bourbon, who has regular classes, is often training time when facing Omo.
Omer is always serious during training time, which is the proper attitude toward work.
At the same time, although this cyber horse girl is far superior to Tachyon in terms of self-care ability, her judgment on matters...
Relying too much on intuition will lead to failure. Omo has no doubt that Bourbon will be led by Tachyon. However, Tachyon recently seemed to be influenced by the cyber horse girl. Surprisingly, he didn't see much on the test bench. ! ', so he didn't say anything.
All in all, compared to Tachyon, who is familiar with Omo, who is too talkative during breaks, Bourbon is more familiar with this stern-faced master, and when facing his eyes, he answered without surprise: "Confirm, tell your parents about master." Record, get permission.”
"I'm curious what you said."
"A guinea pig that cares about everything will never gain weight! Do you have to ask us to send you a hotel request?" Suzi, who was already turning his head to watch TV, said impatiently.
Then he muttered in a low voice: "Obviously all the new items have been moved here."
I wasn't sure she was a woman!
Although he thought so, there was really no need to shout out. Omo could only wave his hands wordlessly: "You two can do whatever you want, I'll go to the kitchen and have a look."
It was said that the coffee shop taught Kelif how to use the coffee machine, but he didn't hear anything for so long. Omer almost thought that there was something wrong with his hearing.
Oh, hearing…
Omo hesitated whether to call a decoration company to strengthen the sound insulation decoration.
The teahouse is not yet certain, but two Ma Niangs with excellent hearing and one myself must give each other some private space.
Even if you don’t talk about personal space, you have to consider noise production.
Should I collect rent from those two people?
Homais thought about this matter seriously, but as he gradually approached the kitchen, he gradually heard two voices whispering:
"Is it broken?"
"should be……"
"Well, it turns out that I'm still not suitable for a troublesome drink like coffee."
"...Are you giving up?"
"Try again, get a cup of coffee before the snake comes back!"
"But he...has gone home."
"What?"
"Classmate Bourbon...just sent me a message."
"Then I'll go over and attack him right away!"
The sound of slippers slapping immediately sounded, and he stepped forward violently and hastily, and then a girl with pink hair and red hair directly broke into his field of vision, standing there blankly and awkwardly.
"Assault who?"
He asked with a dull smile, which was quite calm and made the other party feel particularly uncomfortable.
