Although it is located in the East District where there are many companies, Penguin Logistics' company building is not too high, and the overall space is not as exaggerated as other companies.
The visit would not be time-consuming - Homais thought so, and then he heard that Miss Gentleman suddenly wanted to excuse herself and go to the bathroom.
After he pointed out the location of the nearest bathroom, Qianming followed closely and said she had to go there too.
This inevitably made him look at Marushanski subconsciously.
The latter looked innocent, indicating that he was not involved.
I still remember that when I was a student, there was often a phenomenon of forming cliques to go to the toilet. This phenomenon did not distinguish between men and women, only those in and out of circles.
Maruzen is probably outside the circle.
"I always feel that little Omer is thinking of something rude?"
The warm breath came from his ears, causing the young man to subconsciously take two steps forward to increase the distance: "Illusions are common, Miss Maruzen."
"The reason why people are human is to judge right and wrong rationally."
"Eh? I said you can just call me Maruzen~ It's a rare opportunity to return to your youth, why can't little Omo seize the opportunity to relax~"
As if she was a sister who couldn't correct her brother's awkward personality, the brown-haired woman complained helplessly and tried to raise her hand to rub the boy's head.
Such actions are obviously too intimate and will be avoided by the young man as always.
"Relax? I think you misunderstood. This is how I was when I was a teenager, and this is how I have been walking along."
From the time we met until now, there have been six attempts and evasive attacks and defenses like this.
At first glance, they look like siblings who are at odds with each other, but the reality is far from that.
She probably really regarded herself as a teenager, just like Angel Angel always regarded herself as a child before... Omer didn't care about her slight offense. Rather, no matter how you looked at it, it was hard to refuse such a young and beautiful sister.
Especially since she is so enthusiastic and even wants to embrace you into her broad mind.
But Omer always stood at the boundary of people, even when facing the opponent's pair of deep blue eyes like gems, he remained unwavering.
After all, he is not a dull person who is inconsiderate of other people's moods, and he can somewhat detect the strange atmosphere of these three horse ladies coming together but with different purposes.
Even if his mentality is extremely unstable at first, he can correct his mentality the moment he realizes some kind of crisis.
Then he further realized the hidden dangers of being alone with Maruzensky.
It was a legend no less than that of Chiaki’s representative. Nine wins from nine games were infinitely close to the red sports car of the phantom horse racing girl.
Even if the 54-length race is broadcast on video, it is still so dazzling, like a lone solar eclipse, standing at the top of the 1,800-meter track.
Even a horse fan of such a shocking era as Omo could not help but be dazzled by it, and could not forget the red light and shadow galloping on the field.
And that figure is right next to him right now.
It exudes a mature atmosphere, but also has the vitality and charm of a young girl, and this is the result of her elegant dress.
It's hard to imagine that a passionate girl who is a drag racing enthusiast would have such a simple private style. Such freshness gives her a bit of a girl-next-door temperament, which makes Omo even more alert.
The attributes are somewhat targeted, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Yima Niang has to continue to beat the heart of the monkey.
A celebrity idol who suddenly behaves like the sister next door to you, and even touches you often without a sense of distance... When Omo's heart was about to be moved by Irma, the other party finally said something Words to stop the Japanese comedy atmosphere:
"If you've been like this since childhood, it's no wonder that little Qianming and little Kallen care so much. Don't you care? Little Omo, they have been in there for a long time."
"Don't say anything inappropriate, that's not an issue I should be concerned about," Omer looked at his nose and nose, and the ripples in his heart gradually subsided, "But if you really care, I would like you to ask Maruzen."
"Well, sister, I don't want to get involved in their attack and defense. I don't like to think about things that are too complicated." Maruzen took two steps with his hands behind his back, a helpless smile on his face, "So I don't want to think about it either. I don’t care about why little Omer knows my preferences, and I don’t want to care about what they are talking about. The same goes for little Omer, right?”
"There are always reasons to avoid, and I respect their wishes, and..."
"and?"
"Instead of blindly interfering, it is better to let them figure it out for themselves. Disorderly changes are tantamount to standing still."
"Right, right? Only speed can make people relaxed and happy, right~"
Her smile showed some traces of innocence and innocence: "Can little Omer drive a car like this?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"Look forward to it~ Little Omer plays passionately with other girls every day but never comes to see my sister. My sister will feel lonely to a certain extent, and she may feel that little Omer dislikes her because she is too old."
"I'm old and can't stand that kind of excitement." The young man said in an angry tone.
"Pfft... I hate it! Is driving a car more exciting than turning into a monster?"
"I think the two are not on the same track, and are you here just to say this?"
"How about giving cute little Omer a hug?"
Maruzen blinked, and those eyes seemed to be able to speak for themselves.
"I think when people reach adolescence, they tend to miss out on cuteness."
"No, I think little Omo's unintentional sense of youth is just right. Even this little adult's appearance is very youthful!"
"That's really a big thank you..." Omo didn't finish his words, his eyes subconsciously raised and then retracted.
"You're very restrained. Aren't you curious?"
Breathing into his ears again, with its clear fragrance, made Omo even more awake.
But he didn't move again, just thinking about the moment he was watched just now, feeling a little confused.
"If I say no, you probably won't believe it."
"Absolutely, but sister, I roughly understand why Qianming helps you. She is always keen to meet interesting people."
"I've always thought that I have a particularly boring temperament, but maybe everyone has different criteria for judging that."
"That's for sure, but I'm a little bit curious about your attitude towards little Karen. Do you have any past experiences?"
"We had an unpleasant meeting."
"That doesn't make sense," Maruzen raised his hand slightly to poke his chin, "Aren't there some earlier past events?"
"Maybe." Thinking of the question 'Do you remember the Fuzhong Racecourse four years ago?', Omer did not deny the possibility, "But since I can't remember it, there is no need to think too much."
"Eh? I can't remember why I shouldn't dig more carefully? No normal person would give up so directly, right?"
"I have undergone basic level 4 prosthetic transformation, with a chip to manage memory."
"Isn't the problem more serious?" Maruzen understood instantly and was surprised. "It sounds like it was hacked by a Trojan. Do you have memory loss? You should be able to check it, right? If there is something missing."
"There are a lot of missing parts, and the combined content can last for nearly three and a half years," Omer said calmly, "but these have nothing to do with hackers and Trojans. I told myself that these are the prices that should be paid."
"Are you telling yourself?" Maruzen was stunned and looked at the boy again.
When he talks about this topic, he seems to be telling a story that has nothing to do with him.
It was obviously the first time she had seen Omer Linton like this, and a creepy feeling quietly arose, making her ears and tail straighten.
Heartless, indifferent, and empty, is this his attitude towards himself?
What kind of person would have such a character?
"Most of those memories were deleted by myself. Every time I delete them, I can receive notes written to me by myself a few seconds ago, or 'the price that should be paid', or 'the contract that should be reached', or ' A successful sacrifice', or even 'it will be easier if you forget'."
"Although I don't understand the specific reason, I believe in 'my' judgment and accept the loss of those memories..." Before he finished speaking, Omo felt a little restrained, "Miss Maruzen?"
It is indeed a solar eclipse walking alone...
Omo, who was hugged tightly, couldn't help but think that the power of the eclipse form was really awesome.
He felt a little uncomfortable. The most uncomfortable thing was that he couldn't get away.
Ever since he drank that tube of medicine, he seemed to have been suppressed by forces, and they were all female.
"You told me to call me Maruzen," Ma Niang, who was hugging him, complained in a low voice, "Sister, I don't like a child like you who is so disobedient and treats me so too much!"
The disobedient child still reminded me: "You shouldn't think so much. You said before that you don't like to think about too complicated things."
"The kid being held by his sister should shut up."
"..."
Omo stood silently, like a sculpture. It was clearly Maruzen who wanted to comfort him, but it seemed that he was comforting Maruzen until...
"Eh? What are the trainers and Maruzen-senpai doing?"
"What do you mean, did Maruzen succeed?"
"..." Two sudden words came from the direction of the bathroom, making Omo look more like a sculpture.
I thought that memories like this could probably be deleted.
(End of chapter)
