Chapter 1050: with translation of chapter title

NO. 173: When it arrives, they are always mutually linked.

"Mr. Aomo, the few young ladies on your side have already entered the passage, you know."

"Thank you for the reminder, Miss Lauren Tina, but I think, I dare say, you probably still have something else you want to say?"

At first glance, Miss Shu's behavior seemed inexplicable, but in fact it was very familiar—as if seeing oneself, when information is ample, skipping the reasoning that ought to be shown and jumping straight to the result; before Aomo could examine it closely, the girl who appeared to have inherited the deep-sea hunters' consistent silver hair and red pupils trait, the alluring girl, had already spoken.

A friendly reminder, yet it was like a sharp blade, easily cutting off the current topic and breaking the conversational atmosphere; thus, if Aomo remained interested in Miss Shu's words, he would have to go alone to ask the person concerned.

After all, Miss Shu, whose attention had been taken away, now acted as if she didn't care at all, even proactively stepping half a step aside toward Zhong Yue, presenting an attitude of making space for the conversation.

How should I put it?

Are you two coordinating?

Or is it that you yourself have a face that would attract you to prank, causing you two to spontaneously start a 'bo'?

Aomo, having realized that he might have encountered two riddle-speakers at once, did not indulge them.

He opened with a direct ball; although gentle and polite, it also carried a sense of humility that kept people at a distance.

The extremely low posture of ailishuma, resulting from great mental disturbance, could in Aomo's hands express another meaning.

But even so, Miss Lauren Tina, codename Ghost Shark, is clearly not someone who is easy to deal with.

"Why be so polite, Mr. Aomo? After all, you are the benefactor of our deep-sea hunters, and I and the orca want to get closer to you."

The girl took a half-step forward, slightly lowered her body, and thus easily intruded into the youth's private domain.

That distance, so close that it would almost touch the body, combined with the other's already extremely form-fitting attire that easily reveals a curvy figure, is undoubtedly an irresistible temptation for any male or even female, especially when the other is practically whispering in your ear.

This is yet another true clever one Plus; she is fully aware of her charm and does not hesitate to use it where appropriate.

Compared to the silent, clumsy Scathi beside her, who is as inert as a Chazuo, the Ghost Shark is undoubtedly the opposite—her thoughts are lively, she is eloquent and good at debate; however, it seems that until a few years ago, she was still under a drug-induced paralysis of will, behaving like a marionette.

Perhaps it is precisely because of that repressive experience that, once liberated, she displayed an astonishing talent for expression.

She does not need to constantly monitor her image like a true clever one; her charm and allure are innate, and presumably, when she lived in her homeland, the enchanting siren could have been the Ghost Shark resting on the rocks.

And such her, generally speaking, also does not lack the siren's sharp teeth after tearing off its disguise.

Rather, Aomo had already seen it: at the moment the other spoke, that row of serrated teeth exactly matched the other's special codename.

Moreover, Aomo is indeed quite sensitive to a person's intentions.

Rather, a woman like the Ghost Shark, suddenly appearing in such an intimate manner without any prelude—if you haven't yet been bewitched by her, you should immediately notice the problem.

Although the other is indeed right in the strike zone, unfortunately, the one standing here is Aomo, whose willpower is stronger than that of the pure maiden, Deng Du Lang Aomo.

So he stepped back half a step.

"The benefactor of the deep-sea hunters... I've heard that the deep-sea hunters are a large group, and they shouldn't be represented in this way."

"But the orca is indeed such a precious existence," she turned her head to glance at the hesitant Scathi behind her, and the Ghost Shark simply turned back, grabbed her hand, and stepped closer to Aomo again, saying, "Mr. Aomo, can't you hear it?"

"Obviously, that orca has been missing you all along."

"Where does this talk come from again?"

He glanced sideways at the two astonished siblings, and without even looking further back where Lapland was already laughing loudly and shouting about telling Texas, Aomo did not fall into panic because of these words.

After all, he had long been accustomed to much stigma and hostility since Treisen, and he understood that what matters more than the beginning is the subsequent handling.

So he calmly looked at Scathi, who was gazing at him, unusually quiet, and gradually discovered something.

"I'm afraid the one missing me is not her, but some foreign object in her heart."

Even the former Scathi, who was fierce-spoken and rarely interacted, would not have ended up completely silent now, allowing the Ghost Shark to overplay like this.

And now, he noticed that she seemed to be enduring something, as if performing some sort of restrained action.

Thus he inevitably recalled that bar, 'Better to Return to Taiwan'.

There, he had already seen such a Scathi, or rather...

Isamara.

"Oh? So Mr. Aomo has already done his homework on our clan?"

"Not really, just recalling some past events, for example..." He sized up the Scathi who was steadily gazing at him, and Aomo seemed to see again the countless fish swaying in midair over the seaside reef, "On that battlefield where we first met, He had already tried to invite me."

"How long has this situation been going on?"

"Since a few months ago, we've noticed that the orca seems to be paying you a lot of attention..."

Having moved to Aomo's side, the Ghost Shark, no longer that close, apparently felt that teasing Aomo gave no sense of accomplishment, and began to openly discuss the comrades' business.

"The unusual attention, we once thought was the orca's spring finally arriving, but one day the orca herself told us her condition was not right."

"I originally had no reason to pay you so much attention..." Scathi said softly.

"What an honest statement that leaves one unsure what expression to make." Aomo raised his hand, pinching a card between his fingertips, and lifted it slightly toward Scathi, seeing her gaze also sway.

In that instant, he saw a phantom of Isamara's attire.

"I roughly understand the situation." He put the card away, under her gaze.

"Is that all you understand?" Now it was the Ghost Shark's turn to be surprised, after all she had still been thinking about how to describe the orca's abnormal attention these days.

Especially today's orca, who even without anyone notifying her had decided to come there to wait for Aomo; if not for the second squad leader telling her to keep an eye on the orca, the Ghost Shark wouldn't have known that Aomo would come to the company today, and moreover would arrive via the transfer waiting area.

This sensing ability is already highly abnormal.

"Isamara is recovering inside her body, or perhaps the erosion is easier to understand; originally it was just a slight degree, but in recent days it should have become more excessive?"

He turned his head to ask the Ghost Shark, who showed a somewhat bewildered expression.

"I'm not sure if this counts as more excessive, but today it is indeed quite excessive."

Upon hearing that, looking at the card in his hand that symbolizes himself, the Demon God ZERO, Aomo can definitively conclude that her condition is largely directly related to the journey to the Guritt universe.

But whether it is his own change, or comes from the Beast King, or even from contact with another Isamara...

Thinking of this, he felt a certain causality, in a rather chaotic manner.

This also made him unconsciously glance at the large screen not far away, where the four horse girls who had each entered the field were displayed side by side together with the other Rhodes Island staff participating in the test.

Just like the integrated live broadcast of each athlete's screen in a large competition.

Speaking of cause and effect, there is also that here; but this linear way of existence makes him feel even more at ease.