"Hey~Have you finally developed the consciousness to take care of me? Guinea Pig~"
It was still the same activity room, but the peaceful figure of Sunday was no longer there. Omer was holding a stack of cards, showing them behind one by one, and covering them on the small table.
Not far away from the small table, the brown-haired Ma Niang just picked up the drink placed next to the telecentric separator. Her flowing eyes looked at the thick, thick, licorice material on the cup with satisfaction. Label, it becomes more pleasurable after a sip.
Her favorite drink is naturally black tea, but few Ma Niang can refuse the sweetness of Eight Thousand Three, especially since she already has a sweet tooth.
Her love for black tea and desserts couldn't be more obvious, and when she pestered the coffee shop to make her coffee, the amount of milk and sugar she added to it was enough to make the coffee shop lift his fist.
Bourbon had to be pressed down to avoid bloodshed.
What? What is Omer doing, you ask?
Omer is closing his eyes, meditating, and meditating to avoid the scandal of the trainer collaborating with other horse girls to be responsible for corporal punishment.
To be honest, Majin thinks that hanging a board around someone's neck to confess their sins shouldn't be considered corporal punishment.
This is still a tradition he heard in Chaldea, and rounding it off is the recognition of the human history of the other world.
But that's not important at the moment. After covering the last card in his hand face down on the table, Omo just raised his head: "When you see the uncharacteristic courtesy, you shouldn't think like this. Be optimistic, but think about whether you have to pay something, Miss Tako."
He lowered his head again and stared at the card group that had not increased due to several failed card draws in the morning: "For example, you have to burn off these calories in the afternoon training."
"Is Mr. Guinea Pig such a demon who emphasizes equal exchange?" Suzi, carrying a special drink of honey, approached nonchalantly and leaned slightly to look at the cards lined up on the table. "What are you doing? Try drawing. Card?"
"A futile divination of others requires many attempts to synthesize the results," Omo said, raising his hand to signal, "You do it."
"I?"
"I can feel the pattern under the card even with my eyes closed, so it's not suitable for me to draw cards by myself."
When Tako heard this, he didn't hesitate. He just took out one and looked at it, then handed it to Omo: "What is this? Guinea Pig's spring is coming?"
"..."
Looking at the [Renki]/Love Ghost handed over by the other party, Omo was silent for a moment and took the card.
"Strictly speaking, this is the meaning of peach blossom tribulation, a tragic love that sees blood," Omo said, putting this card into the card box on the edge of the table, "But as I said, divination is in vain. Draw two.”
"Okay, what about this?"
Tachyon cooperated very well and pulled out two more cards, glanced at them twice and handed them over.
Although today's divination sects also have systematic and regular knowledge, Tachyon does not discriminate or doubt them.
But the trainer's use of monster cards for divination was quite strange, and she, who was not familiar with these monsters, couldn't see what it meant.
Omo looked at the two cards she handed out, one of which was [Gan-Q]/Eye Q, the second was [Ace Killer]/Ace Killer, he couldn't help but frowned, and raised his hand to wipe his chin with some confusion.
"Spiritual resentment and murder, what are these things..."
"Who is this for?" Hearing his mumbling, Suzi didn't pay much attention. He carried the drink and walked to his test bench. He got close to the potential difference automatic titration device and confirmed it carefully, then turned to look at himself. Values on the high pressure reactor.
These experimental devices, which can easily cost tens of thousands of federal coins, or hundreds of thousands or even millions for advanced ones, are placed together with the various sundries placed in the teahouse and the various exercise tools placed by Omer, giving the activity room a subtle and consistent look. .
But the members who would use this activity room obviously didn't care. Taiko even continued to debug various parameters that he had not finished when he first came in the morning.
It’s really a race against time for the ten minutes between classes.
"To those who seek help."
"?who?"
"I'm not sure, I'm also wondering who it is," Omer put away the cards on the table and sorted them out, his movements were a bit like a magic performer's smooth and even fancy, "Will it be the next client, or the school?" The horse lady in there, or Rongjin Shining and Admiring Orihime who said he was interested in me."
"But in general, our crude divination has great distortion, so don't take it too seriously."
"Are they interested in you?" Tachyon raised his head slightly and asked, "Is it related to the new universe?"
"Everything is uncertain before we meet, but you did bring up a possibility that I haven't considered before. Maybe I should ask directly and send a message to the teahouse to inquire on my behalf."
"Speaking of the teahouse, did that guy from Sunday Serenity come to school?"
"Have rumors of a doppelganger appeared?"
"Indeed, when Digital-kun came in a panic with Yamato-kun, I wondered if something big would happen today."
"You should know about it in an hour or two. It is a major event that is crucial to your current term and the future."
"Don't tell me directly? Mr. Guinea Pig, when did you become such a riddle? Is it the sequelae of the divination simulation?"
"The competition will be restructured and the race distance will be lengthened. How much will it be? It will probably be doubled."
"Huh? Are you finally going to change it?"
"Yes, the gap will probably change from one and a half minutes to more than two minutes," Omo said calmly, "Miss Junchuan gave an example that I am not sure whether it is of reference value. The change should be based on the previous year's It’s based on statistics of the average speed of horse racing.”
"Even speed..." Tachyon muttered.
"Starting speed, constant speed, acceleration and sprinting, the speed of each stage is different, and the distance definition of the prelude, middle and end will be adjusted accordingly. The racecourse reservations should be full in the next few days."
"Then you're going to squeeze in too?"
"Look at you," Omo said, glancing at the several empty seats, "I have a lot to do at the beginning of the school year, and I'm not in a hurry."
"How many times have you been to Tea House and Bourbon?"
"Once at the teahouse, zero times for bourbon. I guess Miyu and Tamamo are particularly enthusiastic."
"Very energetic." Suzi lowered his head again, looked at the instrument in front of him, and then looked down at his feet.
"Guinea Pig, don't you have any ideas about the reform of the competition?"
"have."
"You really answered without hesitation. Then I'll look forward to your thoughts." Suzi walked out from the operating table without forgetting to mention the drink in front of him. "Then I have to prepare to go back to the classroom. You have to continue." Stay here? Trainer."
"It shouldn't take too long to wait for the school warm-up training match in the morning," Omer nodded slightly, "Before that, I have to go and express condolences to my boss."
"Junchuan Reins?" Tako was a little surprised. Regarding the question of who the trainer's boss was, in this academy without a vice-chairman, it was just the chairman and the chairman's secretary.
It can't be those few in the student union, although those few have more power in the school than all the trainers.
"Yes, she happens to be a capable person who is familiar enough with most of the staff and students."
"You really are not innocent in anything you do."
"I'll just take it as you praising my efficiency."
"Of course, the guinea pig I approve must be able to keep up with my ability, and it is best to be able to fully support my diet and daily life!"
"You're a bit of a embarrassment."
"That's the trainer."
"Trainers don't have this kind of function. Also, is it time for you to leave? Are you going to use the corridor to show off your skills?"
"To a racehorse girl, it's just a small thing."
"It would be a big deal if caught by the disciplinary committee."
Treson's Discipline Committee Chairman is Aotake Memories. At the same time, Ikuno Didus and Aimo Orihime are the general committee members, and the health committee members are Mejiro Aldan, Super Bay, and Sakura Laurel - Treson highlights a student self-governance committee.
(End of chapter)
