Chapter 1108

NO. 13: Holy shit, you don't even need a day off?

Although Aomo promptly gave himself a disclaimer and also tried to reduce the authority of the speculation itself, but……

Given that Gong Bi Ru Hua Lao Shi had shown no new activity for several minutes, the other party might really have gone to argue with their family.

That's pretty bad, as if they're destroying someone else's family feelings.

Although it's fairly ordinary in nature.

To Miss Xi, this is nothing more than the social death of her niche obscure interest being discovered by her parents.

As for Miss Shu, Miss Nian, and Ling, this matter is also obviously not worth serious treatment; otherwise, the first to come looking for me shouldn't have been Zhong Yue, but Ling.

The efficiency of directly entering the dream to argue is far greater than pulling out a phone to type, and even having to ponder what to type.

So the nature of this matter is that the enlightened sisters gang up together to mess with the youngest sister and the older brother.

Considering both sides are acquaintances, it's only natural for me to help strike up a conversation with one side—once I think that way, Aomo can close the window with a clear conscience, but……

The inertia of the review let his finger not immediately click the 'X' in the upper right, but instead he slightly scrolled up the chat record.

The first entry……

Looking back at this record, what he's most concerned about is undoubtedly that sudden question.

It's not hard to imagine that this message was sent by the other party in an impulsive state of 'eager to regain conversational dominance' and 'trying to give the somewhat unfriendly party a bit of color'.

Although there is also the possibility of putting on a show, simply being stubborn.

But Aomo is more concerned about the possibility that the other party is not lying.

If we proceed from this assumption, then her subsequent words also take on the nuance of deliberately avoiding the topic.

How?

Even such household chores could have some special secret?

Is it a very long and convoluted past, or some excuse to avoid suspicion that relates to me?

He pondered, yet his thoughts drifted.

Relying solely on a chat log certainly allows many directions for thought to expand, but overly chaotic directions only yield wild, unfounded results, so he quickly abandoned that train of thought.

Thinking to mention it later when the other person had free time, I didn't bother replying to Zhong Yue, who probably couldn't be bothered with this side—after all, Miss Xi had likely gone to find her sisters to 'seek justice'.

People eventually have to return to work.

What's more tragic is that, even though one is clearly on vacation, one unconsciously returns to the workstation and then picks up another temporary part‑time job there.

——referring to the rapidly jumping text on the terminal, with even the work group's messages floating by like video danmaku beside it.

Such group members, who yesterday showed extreme concern for the writing livestream—as if expecting one night to produce enough grain to be full—yet when the stream actually went live they didn't come to watch at all, merely chatting about their own topics, are also a commonplace of today's internet.

They often backstab many organizations and individuals who initiate online polls.

But Aomo was quite happy with that.

The creative environment is ultimately better the quieter it is, and better the easier it is to focus.

His current environment is clearly not bad.

Bo Pang was wearing earphones playing a mobile game, while Chazuo held a book on his lap, reading silently.

Aizhi was gazing at the empty seat beside her, yet the movement of her mouth was soundless, like some kind of performance art.

But if one were to use a more sensitive vision attuned to higher spirituality, one would see a faint, fleeting human‑shaped outline beside her.

But with Chazuo's golden eyes and Aomo's red eyes, one could see more directly the face identical to Aimu Zhiji's—she was chatting with her sister in a lively, energetic manner.

And taking advantage of the fact that ordinary people's vision of spiritual bodies is rather dull, she unscrupulously observed the people around her.

——This is undoubtedly a very naive move.

In fact, Bo Pang had glanced at her several times with a doubtful look; Chazuo occasionally joined her and her sister's conversation; and the instruments on Suzi's lab bench had turned from green to red several times, allowing her, like Bo Pang, to cast timely glances.

And Aomo need not even be mentioned.

He was simply busy with his part‑time job and had no time to worry about it.

In fact, he was perfectly aware of how many hostile glances Suzi had already thrown at him, and was already preparing to guard against any food or drink she might hand him later.

One could say that, aside from the training content, the scene in the activity room right now is no different from usual, and indeed a bit quieter—because no random characters have appeared yet.

For example, Chao Cang Lu, Xiqifeng, Gechengwangpai, Sai Luo, Qianming representative, Zhouri Ningjing, Yuzhao Shizi, Miyu, Chengtian Lu, Dahe Chiji, and so on…… not only are the trainers' interpersonal relationships involved, but the horse girls are also gradually becoming better acquainted, their numbers growing as well.

Compared to the saying 'Friends of friends are not my friends,' Teresen, which the board chair actively fosters to create a healthy and upward‑looking campus atmosphere, still emphasizes an interpersonal network expansion.

This also makes it easy, when training is needed, to conscript able‑bodied people, to bring in friends of friends, ah, to gather a 'friendship‑forming' event, a training chain.

Aomo deliberately fosters such development in daily life, which not only makes it easier to cope with all kinds of sudden situations but also enriches the training categories.

But precisely because of this, cause and effect—or rather, the price—will also follow in quick succession:

That is——if one is overly welcoming of others coming to play on ordinary days, the result will be that someone will show up at any time.

He often has to busy himself with interpersonal relations, to the point that he greatly cherishes the currently still fairly tranquil and serene scene.

Wait a little longer, and someone will surely come to break this tranquility.

The vacation will make some regulars disappear, but it will also greatly increase the probability of another portion of regulars appearing.

For example, after his writing work has just exceeded half an hour, the classmate Miyu, who brings a temporary trainer along, knocks on the door.

It's easy to understand that, although Aomo intentionally guides his subordinate horse girls to develop their own social circles, what he can actually intervene in ends up being only those few under him.

For someone like Miyu, whose social circle is equally tragic, it is obviously up to her assigned trainer to figure out a solution.

What's more, she has recently acquired an additional temporary trainer who is special in every sense.

Two people's worth of attention ought to yield two people's worth of harvest, but evidently the efforts of the two trainers are not directed toward the little girl's making friends.

Therefore, the little girl who always wears a blue rose bonnet still has only Bo Pang as a close friend.

When vacation comes, she will first think of that person, rather than a trainer or anything else——that is the kind of interpersonal relationship most horse girls should have.

After all, normally speaking, trainers are first and foremost adults, and secondly they exist in a teacher‑like capacity.

One might imagine how few students, on vacation, would seek out peers their own age to play with instead of going to ruin the hard‑won holidays of teachers.

Aomo's subordinates, these few, truly are oddballs.

But similarly, the trainers who come to school during vacation are also pretty weird, so he has no right to say anything about them.

Just when not only Mi Yu had come over, but even Chao Cang Lu followed along beside her, he, helplessly pausing his work, inevitably cast a subtle glance at the latter.

You don't have anything else to do?