"It's called...New Universe, right? That's the child's name."
"Well, there are many light spots in that space, shining like stars. Please forgive me for using such a vague description. Regarding that dream, no matter how I think about it, I feel that I have not seen it all."
"This is not something I need to apologize for, classmate Shining. I just want to hear the details of your dream. I think... this might give me a new feeling."
"Feel?"
"Does Miss Rongjin Shining know about the Clock Tower?"
"The bell-tower-shaped building located thirteen kilometers away from Teresen is one of the teaching sites for alien source energy skills. Its headquarters is in Hengchang City and has 14 branches in the federation..."
"Eh? I understand very clearly. Is Rong Jin Shining also interested in magic?"
"No, I'm reading this." Rong Jin said shiningly, raising his finger to the light screen beside him.
The desert hero also followed the finger and saw Trainer Linton poking dots on the light screen and crossing out the Wiki screen.
"?" When their eyes met, both parties couldn't help but ask questions.
Then Omo was the first to react and waved his hand:
"Don't pay attention to me, you can continue chatting..."
As he said that, he thoughtfully put his hands together to eliminate the light screen, and then pulled out a small lens screen in mid-air and hung it in mid-air: "In this way, I will start recording the screen, and then I won't disturb you. continue."
After he said that, he turned around and walked towards the cooking table.
After all, a small exchange meeting between two girls with the same friend is not suitable for an adult to observe.
An extra adult not only adds stress but also hinders the flow of the conversation itself, even if the adult is within the same age range as the children.
Senior Ms. Moon, who left early, had undoubtedly set an example for him. She was probably busy with some matters, so it was rare to find time to meet with Omer.
Moreover, most of the meeting was spent sizing up and testing Omer.
It seems that he is such a dangerous person that he needs to be examined many times before he is allowed to have contact with the children brought by the other party.
Well, Omer was actually not too surprised by this.
Presumably, his dangerousness and lack of professionalism are well-known among these senior colleagues, including but not limited to: mercenary trainers who often take leave to let horse girls do their work, trainers who have mastered the power of monsters, and can educate terrifying horses. A trainer who has a mother, a trainer who has a very exaggerated motorcycle that looks like a bosozoku... and so on.
These sound very much like rumors. Only the one about "educating scary horse girls" can be denied by Omer, insisting that the girls under his command are all good children, so there is no such thing as scary.
Other than that... that’s all, no need to mention more!
The biological instinct called "Muqiang" is always present everywhere, and this central Teresin with diverse ethnic origins is a representative proof.
No matter what the reputation is, as long as you can prove your strength, even if you are as powerful as Narita Shiruhito, you can still receive gifts and letters on Valentine's Day that will make your shoe cabinet shut--what? You said Treson is a girls' school?
No impact.
Although it is not to the point where the strong can bully the weak, it is true that it is difficult for the strong to be criticized.
Even the admiring Orihime who rarely gave any interactive feedback to the audience on the field, ignored any invitations or provocations from her opponents, and simply ran on her own, still had a large number of fans.
The behavior of her closed heart is disguised as aloofness, and her blind avoidance of all existences in the field of vision is called concentration. She even thinks that her attitude of not wanting a trainer has the legacy of the emperor - she has no idea why Rudolf Symbol did not have a trainer in the first place. Just because the trainer 'burns out' too quickly and always gives in to doing things for the family, it's better not to have it.
Looking at the admiring Orihime who is now talking quietly with the teahouse and Bourbon, with a few smiles appearing as she talks, Omo can hear a vague word:
"Aren't you considering signing her?"
Even without the gray freeze that seems to be the industry standard, one can still detect the deathly silence at this moment, which comes from the relative stillness of everything.
"If you propose it, I bet she won't refuse." The voice came again, as charming and charming as it still lingered in her ears.
But if you look carefully, you will realize that the position of the sound source is actually lower.
"When will the goddess take over the devil's job?" he asked softly, squinting at the 1.73 meter tall Dali Arabia.
The purple-haired man with green eyes is definitely not an AI but his real body. He is also the real body that he has not seen for a long time, and he is the first Ma Niang god to guard him.
The god stood beside him, looking at him, and in those few seconds of deathly silence——
Bang! !
Amidst the sudden loud noise, the tall and ferocious demon used its scale-covered and barbed claws to resist the goddess's sudden kick.
"You are still so rude." There was obvious impatience on the goddess's brows, but she was not too angry when she saw the demon resisting the kick.
Because she only needed to exert a little more force, the demon flew out upside down, regaining its balance and resistance with the extension of its wings.
"Then, shouldn't your noble Arab Excellency be more reserved? It is not in line with the dignity of a god to lose your dignity easily."
Bypassing the Bourbon and the teahouse, he re-adjusted the tables and chairs next to Orihime. The demon almost tiptoed. Only after walking past did he regain his cold and ferocious posture, and pointed with his sharp fingertips. The corners of each other's shoes.
"..." Looking at the edge of the shoe, she saw that the tiny bit of black stuff on it spread its teeth and claws, and was crushed to pieces by her foot again.
"Always doing these little tricks."
"If I think about it, the boss who tried to attack his employees may not be qualified to say this." The demon reshaped himself into the appearance of a human youth, and just saying hello was enough.
After all, Miss Dali Arabia has such a bad temper. When they first met, she yelled at him through the torii gate, and then tried to kick him but failed. Now Omo allowed her to get her wish.
"Employees? You are working for Akikawa, not me!"
"Then what about the commission of the new universe? Is it just your AI's intention?"
"Uh...well, ah!" The goddess hesitated and stamped her feet, "It's annoying! Then I can apologize!"
This actually made Omer's eyes widen slightly in surprise: "It doesn't have to be like this, you are still a goddess after all."
Naturally, he never thought that his casual words could have such an effect.
To be honest, considering the actual situation of the gods and demons, the movement just now was just at the level of a slapstick, and not even a few tables and chairs were turned over.
——Of course, that was because he stabilized his body in mid-air, otherwise there would still have been a parabola that knocked over the cooking table at the back of the classroom.
As an extremely Eastern-style campus, Central Treson not only arranges kitchen education such as family classes, but also has a very spacious cooking room. However, after the decoration of rows of cooking tables, the sense of spaciousness has been weakened. A lot.
But it will hurt a lot.
"Then what do you want?"
"Just tell me your intention."
"Why are you here..." Dali Arab was speechless for a moment, looking around at the stationary horse girl, hesitating as if she was embarrassed, "Just, just come here to take a look."
"Oh, you are traveling to the human world," Omo said expressionlessly, "I thought you were here to inspect the progress."
"You can also inspect the progress! Tell me! How is the situation?" The goddess obviously knows how to use things.
"What should I say? The progress is very slow. How about you just use your magical power to drag her back?"
"If I can pull it directly, do I still need you to look for it?"
"Your Majesty the Goddess is not very good at the Internet."
"Are you getting more and more presumptuous! There are many gods in the online world! Whether it's the gods of the digital world or the foreign gods you've provoked!"
"It sounds like my job risk has increased. Can I get a salary increase?"
"You are joking?"
"It doesn't take much, just give my girl two blessings when she comes to the winner's stage next time."
"once!"
"Really? I'm kidding." Omer was a little surprised, and immediately turned sideways to avoid the opponent's second kick.
It was indeed a joke. No matter what the risk, he didn't like to give up halfway, let alone save the little pen pal.
But the goddess obviously didn't think so. The shadow of the male horse emerging behind her directly exuded an uncanny aura like a monster.
"Can I apologize?"
"Bow! Ninety degrees!"
Aren't you an Arabian horse girl?
Omer bowed his head in silence, but his evil intentions remained undying:
"The one you just mentioned?"
"You heard wrong, I never said that!"
...Alas, goddess.
(End of chapter)
