"You didn't stop her? Just let her go like that?"
"Why should I stop her? Wouldn't it be nice to be alone in that state?"
"That's true, but when the little girl feels helpless, isn't that the time when you trainers step forward to sign the contract with a smile?"
"If I remember correctly, did Miss Qianming apply for a trainer's certificate?"
He glanced sideways at the brown-haired horse girl next to him who was pretending to smile wetly. Omo, who could tolerate the misunderstanding of his admiration for Orihime, could not stand such unwarranted slander.
"What are you doing? You can't talk about this when you're doing this!" And the slanderer was still plausibly saying it.
"Of course you can say it, but please remove the reference. And if I think about it, most trainers don't smile like that when they sign contracts with Ma Niang."
"You two have a good relationship," the nurse who was chatting with Qianming couldn't help complaining after looking at the subtle interaction between the two, "Since there is someone to chat with you, I'll go and be lazy for a while, Qianming. "
"I'm not on duty in the afternoon! Meiko, don't be like this!"
"I'll help you tonight. Now I have to go see if there are any new activities in the emperor's circle! Goodbye~"
The emperor she talks about is probably the emperor of the East China Sea. Umastar, who has been on Umastagram for a long time, naturally knows that there will be a fan space under the official certified horse girl account, where trainers, operators and horse girls themselves can post some activities. .
For example, Mejiro Takamine once held a large-scale tea party, gave away a good opera ticket to the Tianmen City Opera House that was hard to find, and even organized offline concerts to go straight to idols such as horse racing girls...
Available both online and offline.
It is worth mentioning that with today's deep immersion technology, the satisfaction of online activities is often the same as, or even slightly higher than, offline.
However, although Omer had helped organize such activities, he rarely participated in them.
At that time, deep immersion games were more suitable for his age group.
But now he doesn't really want to step out of his comfort zone, and he doesn't envy the far away nurse at all. He just looks back at Representative Qianming:
"Is the check-up okay?"
"One minute is counting down, it's coming soon! Why are you so anxious! Have a sip of herbal tea!" the other party said, and actually pushed him a cup of tea.
Omo looked at it and took a sip.
The tea was quite bitter, and became even more bitter after it cooled down. He couldn't help but glance up at the brown-haired girl looking at the screen, trying to see on her face some uncontrollable happiness after the conspiracy succeeded.
But he saw no trace of that.
Maybe this is not a prank, he thought, and then heard the other party suddenly ask: "Is her improved condition due to that battle? The curve seems to match."
The girl didn't even raise her head, sitting at the desk with the curtains drawn, her eyes still reflecting the light on the screen, as if she was concentrating on her work, and she seemed to be waiting for Omer's answer.
After being silent for two seconds, Omo also answered: "No."
"There is never any saying that defeating a certain being will make everything better."
There is often an illusion in special photography works, that is, all conflicts can be ultimately reduced to battle.
It seems that as long as the enemy is crushed, everyone will be happy and all conflicts can be resolved.
This is of course an illusion.
Except for some chaotic theatrical versions, the battles in most of the tokusatsu works are just a means to achieve an end, not the ultimate goal.
It’s just that there is a fight in every episode, and in every episode some weirdos or monsters or aliens are destroyed, so it is often misunderstood by outsiders as the main point, thinking that Ultraman (Kamen Rider (Team)) is about fighting monsters ( Weird people (villains of all kinds).
After all, a work is meant to tell a story, not just to fight.
Just for the sake of fighting, please turn left to fight the Red Superman and Gurlitt Knight. Those two things have more unclear meaning than the silver grid, and one of them breaks the rules.
"What's her state like?" Qian Ming looked up.
Omer turned to look at the exit of the infirmary.
Three minutes ago, Admiring Orihime left there with a bit of confusion on her face.
She seems to be unable to accept the fact that her mental state is improving, and her next stop may be to go to the psychiatric department of a university.
That might not be wrong.
After all, when he finally learned about the 'self-diagnosis' Orihime dictated to the doctor from Representative Chiaki, he agreed with her conclusion that he felt it was abnormal.
But he didn't think it was a mental disorder, but more like a desire that arose after someone's experience was projected onto her.
[Deep Coffee: ...Trainer...I watched the news...Are you okay? 】
[Crooked Snake: It's okay, I'm just hungry and finishing my late lunch. How's the surveillance situation at your place? 】
[Dark Coffee:...I invited my sister who admires Orihime to the training room...and I'm treating her to ice cream...]
This chat was recorded half an hour ago, when Omer was still wondering how the spirit could make ice cream.
Thinking that these students of sectarianism probably had their own methods, they didn't pay much attention to it.
Looking back now, this is what is truly appropriate.
Since the sister who admires Orihime can grow up in parallel with her in the form of a soul, the connection between this soul is probably as close as that between the Manchester Teahouse and Sunday Serenity.
It was not surprising that there were some unexpected strong resonances. On the contrary, it made him sigh. After so many years, he seemed to have admired Orihime and just stayed there studying celestial knowledge, without even thinking about talking to people from the spiritual and soul systems. thing.
But it’s not too bizarre.
I think I had been nagging her for almost half a year before I finally got her to tell her the past about my sister.
Even in the face of a strange woman like Zhen Ji Ling, they couldn't conquer her after living together for more than two years, and their relationship was only at the stage of sisters having sex.
The wall of your heart is too hard. Have you considered driving an EVA?
"It's the partial subjects who feel confused, confused or even uneasy when faced with unpopular questions. It'll be fine. I'll just contact Zhen Ji Ling later and give her some guidance on 'solving mental problems.'" Omer said calmly.
"In the final analysis, it's still too early to resolve this matter. At the moment, it's just to resolve the imminent danger, and I still don't understand how she provoked Huang Yi."
Omer said, taking two more sips of cold tea.
The tea is still so bitter, but after drinking a few more sips, it will become a little sweet again.
"I think there should be a sequence to this matter. Whether she recognized the wrong star from the beginning, or went astray midway, there should be a result."
"Do you have any clues?" Representative Qianming looked at the screen, sliding the mouse, still concentrating. He seemed to be working very seriously like Junchuan Reins. "I still recommend that you have a formal chat with her and be honest. That kind of thing.”
"There are many clues, but they are messy." Omer pretended not to understand what the other party said, just like Representative Qianming also pretended not to know and did not know the premise of this conversation. "As for being open and honest, I think it will only make the situation worse. "
"What? What other annoying things have you done?" After all, Qianming, who was not the representative of Junchuan Reins, couldn't help but raise his head.
"On the contrary, I think it was probably the most honorable and correct thing I did at that time. Even now I can say with my head held high that I refused a person's right to fall into the abyss."
"But what to say?"
"Just like the concept of "correctness" is always judged according to one's personal standpoint, some people will indeed sincerely yearn to fall into the abyss at certain times. "
"And you who are blocking her in front of the door are the people she hates the most."
Today is also a day to go out. If you persist for one more day, you can break the crotch stripe declaration!
By the way, the author remembers that the IP of Red Superman later came out with a comic that was not just about pure fighting but also had a plot.
But I’ve never seen it, so I’m just mentioning it.
(End of chapter)
