Chapter 1115

NO．20：Brother, hurry and recall her from the Beast King's place!

If it were said that Sai Luo and Dazhenhan had been colluding from the very beginning……that would naturally be impossible.

This captain of the Kingdom of Light's security team's eagerness to try something new comes entirely from the excitement of attempting a form of entertainment for the first time.

He genuinely thought it was fun and looked forward to it, which is why he seized upon a slip of the tongue on a single word right from the start, only to be spat back at by Aomo in displeasure.

He never imagined that the refined and elegant girl would have such an unorthodox idea; on the contrary, he was rather rude toward Sai Luo for raising such a possibility.

But the facts proved that Sai Luo was correct.

Those words should perhaps serve as a warning.

Although the person involved had no such thought, Aomo had to admit that it was indeed his own laxity and insufficient attention to those words that led to the present bitter outcome.

"It's been a few days since I last saw you standing here."

At the starting point of the training field's track, on the grassy expanse blown by the cool breeze of an autumn clear day, Nitabai Ren, who had taken a brief rest, glanced at the demon beside him and chuckled teasingly.

And such words would elicit an astonished remark from beside him: "So that means you used to stand here before?"

Aomo felt that true wisdom should be knowing where to apply one's cleverness; appropriate dullness is indeed a good thing—this world does not need scheming in everything and cleverness everywhere, just as Sai Luo should not be overly sharp in such a place.

"What the heck, Aomo! You ran yourself and now don't want us to run, right?!"

To say such a thing is just intellectually impoverished, revealing a Showa-era ruffian's peculiar divine-mind circuit, which actually contradicts 'appropriate dullness.'

The demon felt that this security team captain also had talent, capable of demonstrating the inversion of true wisdom's priorities—this must be a kind of talent, or perhaps he actually understands everything but merely applies it all to viciously striking himself?

Sigh, the Beast King was right; we should someday find a good place to bury these Ultramen.

Recalling these past days, it seems that no matter which Ultraman appears, none have brought me anything good—instead, each one is like a foreman, appearing meaning my overtime.

Who will come next?

Why not first put Mr. Kai on a blacklist?

The demon, indulging in the dark thoughts growing in his heart, attempts to prepare against future troubles.

But no matter how thoroughly one prepares for the future, one cannot change the present situation; one must again inform oneself that there is a slight hiccup here—Aomo, who needs to take half an hour off for manuscript writing, has already earned the sympathy of the group members.

From many lines between the lines, Aomo can see that they seem to have already regarded him as some iron-blooded dead otaku mercenary who lives precariously and still finds time to prepare doujinshi.

Never mind, let them be……

As long as it can make the present situation somewhat smoother, he also cannot be bothered to explain the current circumstances; after all, explaining to a group of Uma Musume fans that he is about to race against Uma Musume right now, and moreover that it is Dazhenhan and Nitabai Ren or something……

Not to mention whether anyone would believe it—if they truly believed it, it would inevitably ruin the current group chat atmosphere.

So it's better to forget it; although he also cares about Gong Bi Ru Hua Lao Shi's side having no movement, he currently lacks the leisure to investigate further.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that the gaze of the black-haired older sister beside him scanning him has a touch of unbridled boldness.

Undeniably, his demon-transformed appearance is indeed very eye-catching, and even the team members he brought have not spared many glances.

Especially Mi Yu classmate.

Compared to others who have seen him but lacked the opportunity and time for detailed observation of Aomo, Mi Yu is truly seeing him for the first time in the full sense; although he has heard much talk from others, even from Bourbon himself mentioning it, the special background of the Linton trainer, but as for demons, one must truly see the other's genuinely non-human visual effect to genuinely feel it.

However, speaking honestly, Aomo feels that with his demon-transformed appearance, Mi Yu, this girl who aspires to heroes and likes picture books, will generally show twelve parts of resistance.

But the result was merely that he opened his mouth wide into an O-shape, then immediately looked toward Xiao Lu beside him—that expectant gaze, as if he thought Xiao Lu also needed to undergo a transformation.

Ah this……change, change?

Xiao Lu's gaze toward Aomo carries a hint of hesitant inability, besides which there is naturally a hint of inquiry.

No way? You're really considering this?

First, Aomo felt somewhat awkward toward Mi Yu, then, feeling awkward about the probing meaning in Xiao Lu's eyes, he hadn't even waited to ask her whether she would, like that embarrassing Zeta thing, undergo full-body transformation and thus consume even more energy, when the fiery gaze beside him forced him to turn his head back.

"I actually shouldn't be standing here either…" he replied somewhat speechlessly to her.

He also looked at her expression, which showed nothing unusual.

But the gaze truly……

He looked at her pair of trembling golden eyes; that similar color and scorching heat reminded him of the Chazuo not far away side by side, but compared to her happiness at revealing this non-human posture before him, thereby also revealing that darkness of the Chazuo, Nitabai Ren seemed to focus more on something else.

Unbelievable.

Clearly, just a moment ago when greeting, it wasn't like this……he doesn't quite understand why, upon entering demon form and taking a stand on the track, her gaze turned into this, as if she wanted to engrave every inch of him into her eyes, making him feel extremely pressured.

Could this be the gaze with which those reports likened them to hungry wolves, observing their prey?

Aomo has always scoffed at this; based on his study and contemplation of Nitabai Ren's match recordings, that ferocity when facing the camera is merely a kind of annoyance.

But now, this is probably truly the gaze of observing prey……

Aomo even inexplicably felt a sense of shame, as if he were standing naked before her.

But speaking honestly, this demon-transformed form, which at first glance looks like nudity, is actually the posture after magic power envelops both body and clothing and transforms.

In Aomo's mind, he is wearing clothes, and to onlookers, that ferocious yet dignified and stern figure also has not a single bit that hinders observation.

Therefore, he has never had any psychological burden, and also worried about frightening the little girl, while being stingy with magic power in preparation for emergencies, he has lived in human form day by day.

But today, facing Nitabai Ren's gaze, he does not know whether this reaction of his is normal or not.

After all, these past two nights have been spent in fierce combat; although the female side is indeed deeply immersed in it, Aomo also cannot deny that he himself has equally tasted the marrow and known the flavor.

Admitting that his reluctance is no problem, just as Aomo also did not, because he had a girlfriend, increase his resistance intensity and delete his resource collection, and he will still as always forward those risqué images to certain group friends and brothers.

But this does not mean that thereby all shackles are removed, turning into a faceless extra with a head full of lewd thoughts.

Aomo believes himself capable of separating private from public, and quite excellent at restraining desire, unlike Xiqie, who has already begun occasionally thinking about lewd things, like a silver addicted to vegetable cravings—although this may also be more likely due to the difference in work and school pressure.

Aomo here always has work shifts, so it's not very convenient to let his mind wander.

In contrast, over in Texas……

The number of times that beast of a boss, Aite, has pinged Aomo, inversely reflects how many times Chelinenina's work status has wavered.

For the three pioneers of original intent, entering the logging team too early brought about a mindset imbalance that generally requires special attention to regulate.

Aomo has always felt he handled things quite well, but Nitabai Ren's gaze now makes him unable to help questioning himself.

If it weren't for thinking about lewd things in his mind, would this strange subconscious arise?!

Clearly, the other party's demeanor remained just as usual, even appearing much calmer than during the last time on the track, except for the somewhat scorching gaze directed at oneself.

The slight flush on the face was merely due to having just run several laps and not yet having taken two sips of water before coming over here; one could still see the sweaty heat on the body, nothing problematic.

Yet I felt that the other's brows and eyes seemed to carry an extra hint of allure, this body radiating heat also appearing especially sensual……

Indeed, my mindset still hasn't been adjusted properly……

No, I cannot let this affect my performance.

Since I've ended up standing here anyway, I should still take it seriously……With that thought, the demon person slightly opened their mouth, and together with the nose tip bearing only two slits, drew in a deep breath.

With each inhale and exhale, and again breathing out, there was also a scorching heat, surging and rising from those two slits and the mouth filled with sharp teeth, making their ferocious, inhuman aspect stand out even more.

At this, the golden gleam in the eyes of the black-haired horse girl beside them intensified.