One problem that people always have to face in this world is laziness.
Homais is not exempt from vulgarity.
I often want to sink myself deep into the sofa or sheets, and then imagine a life of buying a home robot, or ordering takeout every day.
Now that he has that financial strength, what is restricting him?
It’s two consecutive months of high expenses.
What’s more, he has to personally control the quality of Ma Niang’s food.
It is true that truly integrating nutrition into being responsible for the horse's three meals a day is not a fixed target for a trainer.
Rather, there are very few trainers who can cook for themselves these days.
Home robots, chef robots, and food delivery.
When Teresin College is open normally, the cafeteria provides free meals and the quality is quite high.
Therefore, it is not uncommon for a trainer like Omer to personally control the horse's three meals a day.
When chatting in the trainer chat room, I was once surprised to the point where my colleagues advised him not to be so meticulous, especially when a certain Yutaka Nishizaki was training, and when he opened his mouth, he emphasized that "a real man doesn't stick to trivial matters, don't pay too much attention to the day of the horse girls" Three meals! '.
This is indeed what the trainers of Special Week would say.
The Japanese general who can grow a big belly by eating not only shows the miraculous plasticity of the body of a racing girl, but also makes people want to catch the trainer to ask about the current situation.
So after he finished speaking, he would be forced to point at trainer Tian Ayaka.
And he warned Omo again and again: The racing girl’s diet still needs to be taken care of, and the fluctuations in weight, whether she is too heavy or too light, must be taken into account——
Then these words attracted a surprised question from Trainer Iwakiji:
"Would your responsible horse girl be willing to tell you your weight?"
Then there were +1's from several trainers, including several new faces who had been diving for many days.
It’s outrageous that most trainers don’t know the weight of the horses they are responsible for.
Although it is outrageous, it is also reality.
And the reasons for this reality are also arbitrary.
——Ma Niang doesn’t want to say it, and it’s not easy for you to force it.
Even if I come up with such righteous words as 'To train you, you need to know your data', not all girls will listen.
Willful persistence, cunning avoidance, and even argumentation based on reason.
There are even some trainers who are being manipulated by horse girls. As long as both parties have no objections, it's hard for you to say anything.
I can only lament that my colleagues have different training policies.
And colleagues also lamented his bizarreness.
As a female trainer, Trainer Ayaka Sakada is a first-class trainer, so she can only understand this kind of numerical value after getting along well with Ma Niang.
It is a taboo to ask people of the opposite sex about their weight, let alone those who are more sensitive in their teenage years.
Is it true that Trainer Omer Linton has never been kicked by a horse girl?
Hello, no, if you don’t believe me, you can check the recent cases.jpg
There was only one case of food poisoning that had nothing to do with Ma Niang, and it was still covered by accident insurance - even though the Kiryu store manager had covered the medical expenses before that.
Lying in Rhode Island?
That happened last month, and it had nothing to do with Ma Niang, right?
He just never thought that in less than ten days, he would be cooperating with members of that company again.
You won't lie down again, will you?
Omo thought, raised his head and looked at the city line in the distance.
Thanks to the restrictions on the use of many technological products in Jiemen District, the cityscape is not very cyberpunk-y. There are not many floating vehicles in the sky, let alone large-scale projections. Even the projections have disappeared under the restriction.
On special days such as holidays, such restrictions are briefly relaxed, but today is just an ordinary day.
So there are only city lights and stars, blended into the border, dotted under the white eaves, like crackling rain.
The very quiet scenery made him yawn as he looked at it.
Just now I remembered the fact that my mental condition was actually not very good.
The culprit was undoubtedly the two cups of coffee. Even if Omer didn't want to remember it, the subtle taste like drinking oil seemed to linger in his mouth, making even his dinner taste boring.
By the way, the main force in the kitchen tonight is the teahouse, and the main one is bourbon.
But judging from the feedback from people other than myself at the table, it probably tastes good.
The only one who has temporary taste problems is myself.
It was precisely because Omer's poor condition was so visible to the naked eye that when the kitchen was busy, a data seal saying 'Trainers are prohibited from entering' appeared at the door.
Previously off-limits to the kitchen was bourbon.
Now that she is no longer an appliance killer, she has successfully become a candidate to help cook.
Before Omo had time to be happy, he was on the ban seat.
The child has grown up - this is probably what I should say.
It's just that I don't have my own place in the kitchen, which is quite melancholy.
Although cooking is not a hobby, it has become a habit. I feel a little uncomfortable when I am not in the kitchen before meals. I feel uncomfortable sitting on the sofa that I used to want to sink into, and I turn my head frequently.
Then, they were 'tortured' by Tako, who was sitting on the left and right, playing with her mobile phone, and Akane, who was reading a magazine.
He started by glancing at him and saying: "Don't look at it~ there will be no smoke in the kitchen."
Then Qian said without raising her head: "Little snake, you owe us an exhibition!" to cooperate.
Then came Tachyon's interface: "Yes, we rushed back after receiving a call from Bourbon. Even Miss Thorne asked for leave to visit you. She should have been looking at the booth over there. "
Clara Thorne is a name that is subtly consistent with the human body of Kane Furuhashi in "Ultra Monster Anthropomorphism Project".
According to my own account, I felt some kind of destiny pull from the name of the monster girl project, and took the initiative to contact Awa Monster Co., Ltd.
The compatibility of his test and the instant rapport with Chairman Yabru proved the astonishing compatibility like a homotopic from another plane.
Considering the "location" theory he heard from the Hall of Return and Mr. Kay, Omer felt that... Miss Thorne's statement was full of my thoughts, but it was not impossible. .
Recently, he even felt that trainer Ayaka Sakada was really that Kiryuin, and he just didn't know who he could cope with as a trainer from another world.
Or maybe there is nothing to correspond to.
If the world of "Jockey Girl" exists, then even if there is a corresponding existence, it may not necessarily become a trainer.
It's more likely that they are just simple fans.
After all, I was just studying horse racing at the beginning.
If it wasn't for encountering a monster event, how could he have come into contact with the monster card, and then a series of subsequent choices would have occurred.
Most source energy practitioners will not question the existence of fate, and the same is true for Omo.
In fact, regardless of whether the fate Miss Thorne said existed or not, when she did pass the compatibility test and underwent the monster factor transplantation experiment, and became the real Jinguqiao mother, this issue was no longer important.
She had made a decision to give reality to an illusory destiny.
Respect and bless them, and also thank them for their concern.
He really didn't expect that the taciturn Ace Killer would entrust her colleagues to take care of him, and he didn't expect that her colleagues would actually take care of him.
Your workplace relationship is quite good, which is in line with everyone's impression of the work "Monster Girls".
Although Jin Furuhashi in the fpop manga is the strongest and most evil final boss.
It is better not to think about the positioning of different works. After seeing that he was fine, this lively and friendly local girl from Anmei District also said goodbye in a warm tone and went back to share the work with her colleagues again.
This kind of staff obviously has a way to return to another dimension, but even if she went back early, it still became a move used by Tachyon to cooperate.
Again changing the topic and trying to intensify his sense of guilt, Omer sat down to serve the food, and then came the communication symbolized by Yuechi, and standing in front of the balcony, talking to the boss of Penguin Logistics private chat.
While looking at the city, which was temporarily quiet due to the relatively roundabout location of the office, he finalized the arrangement with the emperor in a few words.
The moment you turn off the light screen, you feel relaxed and tiredness creeps in.
It made him look at the time again.
It’s only eight o’clock!
This was the first time he yawned at this point, which was touching.
But when I think that just a few words have given me a new job to do, I'll leave this feeling for a few days.
"…Trainer."
"Would you like to come to the balcony to get some fresh air? Teahouse."
The sound came suddenly, but Omo was not surprised.
The scheduled decoration starts tomorrow. Before then, Ma Niang and the devil's extraordinary hearing are still able to catch footsteps.
Miss Akane Shinjo would feel out of place, and would often slow down when everyone heard a sound and turned their heads in unison.
"I heard from my friends that you are very sleepy."
"...I can't say that I'm very sleepy, but I'm definitely sleepy."
Omo turned his head slightly, and dark red threads appeared on the brown boy, and a vague human figure could be seen floating around.
Even the demon's vision cannot be seen clearly. It is better to nourish the spirit body that is so weak.
Even though he thought so, the top students in the Spiritual Department and the spirits themselves always knew the situation better than themselves, so Omo didn't comment, just nodded slightly.
He doesn't care much about the other party's "tips".
"But hearing you talk about friends really cheered me up. I thought Miss Serenity was so abnormal on Sunday."
Hearing this, the cafeteria was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the trainer meant that his 'friend' was always unkind to him.
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But this time it might be an opportunity to improve her impression, because she knew: "...she asked me about your situation, and also wanted to visit you..."
"And this time... I didn't gloat on umastagram."
"Indeed," Omer nodded, "I feel the hard-won kindness."
He thought the other party would gloat about his misfortune, so after noticing the push from umastagram, he didn't click on the app to see the details.
It would only be painful to see it anyway.
If you drink coffee and go to the hospital to become a hot search term, you will only feel a sense of regret that "I'm sorry to know you in this way."
"...Trainer..."
In fact, her trainer and her 'friends' were all indifferent to her words to ease the relationship, and she had almost given up, but she still felt weak because of it.
"This is how I get along with her. In fact, we have a good relationship. Don't worry about it, Tea House."
Compared with the expressionless Bourbon and the undisguised purpose of Tako, Teaza's thoughts are harder to detect. Those dark golden eyes and slightly dull expression seem to be able to hide many ancient temples in the mountains.
But she made no secret of her desire to improve the relationship between the two parties.
But is this necessary?
"Being friendly doesn't mean you have to treat each other like a guest, Tea House."
"Sunday Serenity has given you the best of her. That's all. You shouldn't ask her to give a little more to others."
Raising his hand and patting her head gently, Omer walked past her.
"I'm going back to the house to rest. There will be renovations tomorrow. I'll give you a day off. Go to bed early."
No matter what era it is from, the decoration must be quite noisy and not suitable for catching up on your sleep.
But the cafeteria obviously wouldn't think of this at the moment.
She was still stunned because of the first half of the sentence, but at the end she just responded in a dull voice:
"…Um."
I was shocked... Omo turned around briefly and glanced at the back of the tea seat.
Then keep moving.
This kind of truth would not be told directly by Zhou Jingjing, the sister-in-law, not even in a roundabout way.
It could only be said by him, but he didn't think the child couldn't accept it.
It's just that it will be a little harder to digest. Looking back on Sunday whether Ning Jing asked himself whether he talked nonsense, you will know whether the teahouse has moved forward.
