"Yo! Omer!"
Evacuation - no, it was in the temporary changing room of this old-fashioned training hall. Omo waited for Bai Mao to push the door open without knocking on the door.
He was also one of the parties to whom he gave a 'similar example' two minutes ago.
Lapland appeared with fluffy white hair that looked like it had just been washed and blow-dried. He wrapped his arms around his neck in a familiar manner - which meant that Omer was sitting next to the dressing table. She took advantage of the height difference.
The subtle thing is that when she does this, the shadow under her quietly shifts.
Doesn't work well with the owner.
But the master didn't pay attention. The young man who was treated affectionately by his master lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse, but he still looked at the silly dog.
"What's the matter with you being dressed like this?" he asked, raising his hand without concealing his discomfort and pushing away the other person's face that was much closer.
After getting some distance, the look he looked at the other person's outfit was even more subtle.
"Let's dress for autumn in advance? What do you think? The matching is very fashionable!" Lapland grinned, revealing his sunny fangs.
Paired with the street-style baggy sweatshirt and trousers, she looks like a cheerful and sunny young woman.
That's probably just an illusion.
"By the way, here are some photos and videos for you."
"Okay, I'm just waiting for this." Omer took the storage device she handed over, which was secure and not connected to the network.
But he heard the other party ask: "Where's the evaluation?"
"If I didn't carry those two knives, I would have reservations."
Looking away from the two weapons with compass-like handles that were incompatible with the autumn clothes, Omer picked up the hairdryer on the side and handed it to the man who had walked into the room after Laplande and just kept silent. Chelenina looked around the room: "I think you need this."
"Thank you." Chelenina took it simply, but she didn't rush to open it. Instead, she put it aside first, raised her hands and twisted her hair.
Compared to Lapland, who looked too dry, the other party looked wet.
The very small part of hair that stubbornly did not stick to the forehead even had small drops of water hanging on it.
The combat uniform specially designed for dangerous operations highlights the mature body curves more than before.
But compared to this feasting and yet visible scenery, Omer noticed more of the other party's small movements that made him feel uncomfortable with the current situation.
He crossed the temperature control system on the side of the table to raise the room temperature. He stood up and took the dehumidifier for wet clothes. He sighed inwardly that the consideration that he didn't think would be used actually came in handy.
The simulation project of the Jockey Girl Training Center includes heavy horse racing grass, so there is this kind of uncommon living equipment.
However, the use of the changing room itself requires an application, so Omer hurried to the front desk after chatting with his colleagues.
With the trainer badge as identification, it was easy to apply. He just sent the room number at the meeting point and went there to wait.
The opponent's efficiency was also fast, and Lapland came in within a few minutes.
But there seems to be one missing here.
"Is Mastema continuing to monitor?"
He squatted down and pressed several buttons under the dehumidifier in order to adjust the detailed design of dehumidification without taking off clothes, and asked Chelenina who was blow-drying her hair.
Before the latter had time to return, Lapland, who was probably sneaking in in plain clothes and walking around indoors, said first: "Yeah, that guy said something very stinky. Only she is the best suited to do this kind of thing. Put me Came back with Texas.”
"I haven't even finished my fun yet. There are a lot of weird guys in that guy's lair."
"Didn't you alert the snake?" Omo stood up after finishing the adjustment, and greeted Chelenina by the way, "Come here, the instrument will project an outline in three seconds, and you can dehumidify the clothes by standing inside."
"So convenient? Where are your underwear?" Lapland leaned over.
"By the way, what about shoes and such?"
It seems that for some travelers, these gadgets that facilitate life are still too inconspicuous even after staying here for a long time.
"As long as the setting is detailed enough, we'll handle it the same," Omo said expressionlessly, "Also, answer the question I just asked."
"Eh? Can't you let Texas answer?" Lapland took two steps back and sat in the seat where Omo was sitting before and said happily, "Oh! This stool is much softer than expected!"
As she said that, she turned to look at the dressing table and picked up the large and small bottles on it.
"Huh? What kind of setting method is detailed enough? Don't you need to understand those structures?"
"..." Omo looked silently at the silly dog who seemed to want to steer the conversation in a certain direction.
Well, it’s not the first time I’ve seen him.
Not interested in confronting Lapland's always casual appearance, he turned to look at Chelenina, who was raising her arms and circling along with the outline projected by the instrument, judging from her expression.
The user experience is probably very subtle, but now is not the time to talk about the user experience.
"There is no need to alert the snake. We are equipped with a different-dimensional containment equipment that can preserve living creatures for two hours." Although we have not kept up with the collection and use of daily gadgets, our use of mobile gadgets has kept pace with this world. Chelenina, who was at the advanced level of science and technology of the times, said, "We locked the target based on the clues you provided and confirmed that the other party entered a building."
"There is no registered company in that building. It looks like a civilian building. There are many space people inside."
"Do you have the equipment to detect cosmonauts?"
"I bought it temporarily," Lapland shook the makeup transformer in his hand, "The guy from Texas placed the order neatly and without hesitation, but I think it's a waste of money, and we don't often Dealing with those weirdos.”
"I can reimburse you," Omo turned around and glanced at the changing indicator light of the instrument. "There is no need to maintain that position anymore. The dehumidification is over, but the hair needs to be taken care of by yourself."
"Well, no problem," Chelenina, who twisted her sleeves and patted her shorts, probably still lacked the real sense of such convenience, just said it and then denied it, "No, I didn't say reimbursement, no need to reimburse. "
She shook her head and glanced at Lapland coldly: "There are quite a few cosmonauts in the Jiemen area. This guy might ask me to borrow him some time."
"Hey, I don't have to! It doesn't matter what you look like~" the latter said what Omo thought would turn into a boomerang, and he also ridiculed, "But you followed me outside, and you are quite cool when you are soaked like this. ?”
"Is your tail uncomfortable? Isn't it difficult to blow it with a hair dryer?" She looked proud, as if she was about to jump in front of someone else, "Please, please, I will blow it for you~"
"Omo, blow your tail for me." Chelenina said calmly.
Lapland: "?"
Omer: "?"
"Uh...ok."
Seeing that the other party deliberately sat on the edge of the small sofa next to him, as if he was not joking, and looking at Lapland's unbelievable expression, Omo shook his head wordlessly and walked over to take the hair dryer.
"Then I will continue to report." After the sound of the hair dryer sounded, Chelenina said without looking back.
"Okay, please tell me."
"Those cosmic beings are all disguised as humans, and they don't care about visits from outsiders. Only the floor where the Baltan man and the racehorse girl walked in is under martial law."
"How did you sneak in?" Omo asked.
Also mention the opponent's tail, which is like a canine sword-like tail, relatively straight, slightly curved, and naturally drooping when static.
He had no experience caring for canine tails.
But he found that the other party's tail was unexpectedly not very canine.
The hair at the end grows quite a bit, and unlike most canines it actually looks like an oval at the end.
The long flowing tail hair is somewhat close to a ponytail.
It's probably like a hair style that was specially created, right? Omo thought, but also relaxed a little.
After all, he does have experience with ponytails.
Just like a certain Orihime once casually complained, "Why do hair and tail grow in places that are difficult to maintain... Going to a beauty salon will only waste your energy in vain."
Although Omer felt that it was just a waste of time rather than physical strength, it was indeed difficult for the horse racing girl to take care of her tail.
The three men under him, especially the ones in charge, were undoubtedly lazy horses, and they often left their tails in Homais's hands.
Therefore, he is quite familiar with this kind of tail hair, which is essentially the same as long hair. The only difference is that the tail body of canines is much longer than that of horses.
Probably more sensitive...
He watched the other person's slight trembling reaction when he pinched his tail to blow the wind, and felt a little bit of a twist.
I decided to try my best to move only the hand holding the hair dryer.
"I propose the ventilation duct." Looking at Omer's cautious behavior, Lapland found it a bit funny and thought about whether to tell the story of how he casually tied a bow on the tail hair of Texas, but Look at the indifferent glances the other party casts from time to time...
Forget it.
"It turned out to be rejected by those two people." She pretended to be serious.
"...The ventilation ducts in that building are too narrow," Chelenina said. "We used Mostema's recently learned invisibility ability to sneak in directly and heard some arrangements for the competition."
"Are there any plans to hinder other players?" Omer asked.
"Yes, they also talked about betting."
"Is there a building similar to a laboratory?"
"We didn't find it at that time, but when Lapland and I came back, we hadn't fully explored the building yet."
"That means we still have to look forward to news from Miss Mostima..."
"Her newly learned skills are more stable when she doesn't have to cover me and Lapland."
"I'm not worried about her being exposed," Omo said calmly after drying and combing the other person's tail. "The Baltans' clones and space movements cannot stop the pace of time, but she is just like the two of them. They are not familiar enough with the civilization of cosmic beings.”
"What do you think she missed?" Lapland curled his lips, "What she doesn't know, Texas and I might not know either."
"Indeed." Omer nodded.
"It's so irritating for you to admit it so straightforwardly."
"I'm just stating the facts."
Mostima, who runs around and often runs long distances, is probably the most knowledgeable among the people in Penguin Logistics.
"But I still hope that the three of them can complement each other to a certain extent."
"Then Lapland and I will go back and join up now." Chelenina stood up, grabbed her tail and looked at it.
You don't have to worry about getting wet when you go back, as you have already found the opponent's foothold.
"Eh? You just came and you're going back?" Lapland was quite reluctant to rush back and forth.
"Let Omo confirm the legality of those data. I think their entire building is illegal." Texas said, already getting up and walking to the door.
And someone also became interested: "Then we can have a big fuss?"
"Um."
"The premise is that I confirm that they are really illegal, ladies," Omer raised his voice to remind him. He was confident in Lapland's haste, "but don't worry, I will handle it more efficiently."
He held Galatron's card between his raised fingers.
But before that, let’s deal with the scene.
"OK~ let's go then!"
Lapland suddenly jumped up from the stool and raised his hands to move with two swords. Lapland, who seemed to have learned something new, rushed out of the house first.
Just as she came.
"Well, I'll let you know if something happens." Chelenina also stood up and followed her. When she reached the door, she paused but didn't look back. "It's about the tail, thank you."
"Oh, you're welcome."
Omer replied, taking the hair dryer and dehumidifier and putting them back in their place.
family! The author has bad news and good news!
The bad news is, probably due to infection and inflammation caused by wearing earplugs for a period of time, the author had a stinging pain in his right ear all night long yesterday and could not sleep. It was suspected of otitis media.
After I found out that the appointment registration was already scheduled for October 6th, I decided to take a taxi to the site, but it was still late and I didn't get in line. I had to continue to rely on perseverance and wait to go to the hospital to register early today. (Or hope for a community hospital that may be unreliable)
The good news is that I updated normally despite the pain.
Maybe the monthly ticket will be added later, when I return from the hospital (
