Chapter 1028: NO.151: The Way of the Madman

NO. 151: The Way of the Madman

"Speaking of which, Lingjun."

"Huh? What's wrong, Senior Suzi?"

"I've always had a question I wanted to ask you, but it might be more direct, more offensive—do you think I should ask?"

"Well, since Karen is the party involved, she can only say that since she herself hesitated, it shows it's not a good question, so better not to ask."

"Ahaha! But I think it doesn't matter, so I just asked directly—you shouldn't hate Guinea Pig, right?"

"" The genuinely clever Zhen Jiling, who was left somewhat speechless by her first-half attitude, upon hearing the latter sentence couldn't help but turn back, "Did your brother say something… to you? It doesn't seem so."

At the passageway from the training field to the small grove, which is also the outermost position relative to many classmates and alumni of the training field.

Zhen Jiling stopped here, and by the end of that sentence she already knew the answer from Ailisuzhi's reaction.

Ailisuzhi, meanwhile, seemed unconcerned about being observed and guessed, curling her lips.

After spending much time with that man, she had grown used to meeting gazes that would normally make her intensely dislike.

"Of course not—I haven't deliberately looked into it, and frankly I don't know why you'd be willing to call him your brother."

Ailisuzhi stepped forward, entering the shade cast by the intermingling forest leaves, then turned back:

"I simply, based on my observation and judgment of you, concluded that someone like Guinea Pig ought to be the person you dislike most."

Along with her words, the dark red beneath the light grating seemed to show a faint gleam in the gloom.

Being stared at by those eyes, others inevitably feel a pang of palpitation; Ailisuzhi's notorious reputation also gains such an impression.

In this regard she and her own responsible trainer are truly alike—no one can say who is better.

But at this moment, in Zhen Jiling's eyes, the similarity between the two goes even further.

"Hmm… is it because you've been under your brother's command for so long that your way of thinking has started to resemble his? Senior Suzi~?"

"Not the same at all—no, no, no," Suzi smiled, shaking her index finger, then raising both hands slightly forward, as if displaying herself or imitating a certain Kamen Rider, calm and confident: "I've always been like this, but in my eyes you are eerily similar to Guinea Pig."

Whoosh.

In the silent mutual gaze, the autumn wind rustled, plucking the leaves in the woods, even managing to pull a few that drifted past one's side.

By this point, both had become even more frank with each other than before.

At this point, Zhen Jiling frankly admitted: "Nope, if I were born with this personality and this ability, I would surely hate my brother."

"Just as he himself had guessed and concluded back then."

"So indeed?"

"Just as Aomo once marveled at how high Zhen Jiling's completion was, Ailisuzhi likewise felt that this junior high underclassman performed in a truly 'abnormal' way."

"Even though she, like him, is well-versed in human nature and enjoys exploiting it, she couldn't have done this at junior high age."

"Actually, Senior Suzi, I'm quite jealous of you."

"Oh? Why?"

"Because you and my brother are the same kind of people, and because you're already like this without his interference."

"Saying that, I don't want to become Guinea Pig's sister—it's gross." The no-longer-restraining Ailisuzhi spoke with utter abandon.

And Zhen Jiling didn't care about those words that also insulted her; she simply stood in the sunlight, her violet eyes fixed on those emitting a faint red glow.

"So I also want to ask, why don't you hate your brother?"

———

"Wow, the kids around Lin Dun are quite stimulating."

"Dari, this isn't good…"

Dari Arabian, sitting on a tree branch dozens of meters away in the forest heights, was letting out a strange cry.

Gaoduoen Arabian beside her was extremely embarrassed, truly hoping that the ever-disciplined Bayer Turk could pull her aside.

"What's wrong with that? The goddess is supposed to keep an eye on all horse girls and cheer them on!! Bayer, and don't you find it interesting that this involves Aomo?"

"Really? If it's that interesting, then let me hear it too."

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a gloomy, deep-toned sound came from nearby, nearly scaring the chief of the three goddesses into falling.

Of course, not only the sound, but just turning to see that demonic face up close was enough to give an ordinary person a heart attack.

"How did you find out!? I clearly set up a barrier!!"

"Indeed, I dragged a coffin all the way and there was sound everywhere, except when passing here the sound stopped—do you have any clue?"

———

"Who says I don't hate him?" Seeing the other's astonishment, Suzi's smile deepened: "He's the first person in this world who could make me hate him so much; of course, now you're the second—you should feel proud, showing you've indeed learned something."

"" Zhen Jiling stared at her silently, seemingly not yet grasping it.

And Suzi, unbothered, walked out of the shade, stood beside her, and patted her shoulder: "You shouldn't not understand, right? You ought to understand."

"When judging a person, you don't hold just one feeling—some can make you feel extreme hatred yet be indispensable." Facing Zhen Jiling's still incomprehending gaze, her smile was unrestrained, even more arrogant and domineering.

In her eyes, Zhen Jiling hoped she was mistaken, a dangerous brilliant radiance.

"This is precisely a challenge that makes you believe it will eventually drive you to your limit; at that point you gain both an ultimate opponent and an ultimate friend."

"Do you think it's extreme? I see your lack of understanding in your eyes, which also makes me regretful, Lingjun—perhaps I'm just too eager, actually expecting to reap a new challenge from a middle schooler."

"Being able to accommodate hatred and joy, even love and hate, is an essence that cannot be learned by study alone, Lingjun."

Suzi smiled, walking backward into the shade, the dark red beneath the light grating flickering again in the shadows.

"This is also where you truly ought to be jealous."

"Don't dwell on the past, nor rely on irrelevant others' power—whether as a woman or as a horse girl, you've lived too comfortably, don't you think?"

"You're very talented, and many people like you."

"Isn't it precisely because of that, then, that you haven't been able to attain that which truly lets you approach Guinea Pig's essence?"

"Think well—"

"Think think" these words hadn't even finished, Suzi suddenly felt her pocket tighten; in astonishment she saw the monster card box she had tucked in her sportswear pocket fly off shooting diagonally upward into the distance.

The next second, a tremendous boom exploded in the distance, startling the flocks of birds, and at the same time there came an unusually loud yet unfamiliar scolding voice:

"Can't I admit I'm wrong this time? Aomo Lindun! Don't bully people too much!"

"Hearing about something is no substitute for seeing it; is this the goddess's attitude of admitting defeat?"