Chapter 1180: with translation of chapter title

NO. 84: Only Xiao Lu is in the anxious team.

"I'll ask one more time, you're sure it's not Sai Luo stirring up trouble?"

"Can Tressen trap his ghost?"

At noon, whether studying or training, things wrapped up for most people, who headed for the cafeteria, snack street, dorms, or similar energy-replenishing spots, while Aomo's group was instead heading down the small path behind the high school building.

Besides, there were still quite a few people.

Just counting Aomo's subordinates, there were four horse girls, none missing; adding Chao Cang Lu and Bai Ren made a straight seven‑person team—not large, but not small either, so even walking down the secluded path gave a sense of reassurance from sheer numbers.

Could this be the reason Bai Ren didn't immediately choose to run away?

His gaze unintentionally swept to the slightly lagging figure beside him; Aomo had thought this ghost‑fearing athlete would, from the start, feign calm and casually find a topic to bolt, but in the end there was only the first half, no second half.

His steps looked steady, his formation looked near the front; although hardly a word was spoken along the way, it could be seen as a continuation of his usual quiet and taciturn nature—at first glance he practically looked like an expert!

But……

Trying to replicate his everyday gait in a stiff, mechanical way only ended up feeling a bit wooden.

He wasn't walking at the very front, but chose a position level with himself or even slightly behind.

He followed step for step, so close it violated normal social distance.

His hands rested on his hips, appearing to hang down yet slightly lifted, also displaying a natural guard.

It seemed as if he could draw something out at any moment, or as if he could unleash some martial technique at any moment.

You can completely relax a bit……

Having already seen that this person wasn't an expert but was just keeping quiet and pretending to be clumsy, Aomo still couldn't help but consider the fallout of abruptly exposing him.

So those words ended up being swallowed back.

Along the little path, only Xiao Lu gave assurance of his earlier words: "Really! Mr. Aomo! I personally saw Mr. Sai Luo trapped by that strange ghost in that box over there!"

"It's hard enough to imagine being trapped in any barrier, let alone a box……"

Aomo, still finding it hard to believe, simply gazed silently at the woods on either side of the path.

After all, that was Sai Luo.

A form that, although Heisei‑era, is often mistaken for a New Generation Ultraman: Aopeng Long Ao Tian.

Although he lacks his own TV series, he does have his own movies and heroic chronicles, plus countless cameo and team‑up opportunities, so Sai Luo has actually accumulated a combat record far surpassing that of his fellow Ultramen.

Especially given that New Generation Ultraman shows are generally short and feature a very limited pool of monsters, this numerical gap has been widened even further.

Of course, the gap in number of appearances is one thing, but whether the average performance can be pulled apart is another matter.

After all, someone also has a blemish on his record from the Belial Army's mass‑produced mechanical soldier Reginade, remodeled by Dada, which he once blasted away with a single shot.

He indeed often pulls off maneuvers that are both laughable and exasperating, and to the fans' eyes these only elicit a helpless sigh:

Sai Luo got banned again.

This is undoubtedly a judgment from a higher‑dimensional perspective, since everyone knows that, from a narrative‑construction standpoint, an overly powerful senior will inevitably hinder the protagonists' development no matter what.

So creators often use various pretexts to write them off the story.

Among these reasons, being flushed away by a cosmic toilet counts as relatively generous.

If you want to see something less courteous, just look at Dada's version of Reginade.

Although readers may not be satisfied, these creators can still ignore certain prior settings and go ahead with story‑writing.

But reality does not afford such freedom.

To Aomo, the saying 'reality needs no logic' is merely a fallacy; in every world, all things operate under a fixed logic, understanding which carries a cost, yet many people are unwilling to pay that cost.

Being unwilling to pay the cost does not mean that none of it exists.

The chain of logic remains in motion, and Sai Luo is still the one who occasionally fights humorously but is more often a reliable Heisei‑era senior.

Although Aopeng, since the Showa era, has often used god‑and‑ghost culture to discuss humanity and pass on folklore, consequently featuring many monsters and even beings that could once match the Ultramen, but as for ghost‑type troops……

Can they trap an Ultraman?

Especially Sai Luo, this guy—his advanced form has power granted by Noah, allowing him to twist and travel through spacetime.

What could possibly trap him?

Rather than saying he's trapped, maybe that guy just doesn't want to waste energy—after all, the shining‑type forms and above are huge power consumers……

Aomo, who also tends to be relatively conservative in his use of magic, instinctively leaned toward the idea that the other party simply didn't want to flip the table right away, and Xiao Lu's reply served as strong corroboration: "Mr. Sai Luo asked me to come find you for help back then, and he said he could wait at most four hours."

"Sounds about as long as a game console's battery life." Suzi muttered, since she often saw Sai Luo come to the activity room to play his handheld.

And Aizhi, who was walking a bit ahead, turned back, glanced over, and then asked Chazuo: "Chazuo, have you heard the rumors about the old school building being haunted?"

"…Yeah, I've heard it, but…" She glanced back at Aomo, "the inspection back then turned up nothing."

As the famed 'Spirit Medium Horse Girl,' Chazuo of Manchester had often been asked by fellow alumni, 'The dorm seems haunted—can you take a look?' and she had long since gone through the school's several so‑called 'unexplainable' phenomena.

If there's a ghost, she communicates with or dispels it; if there isn't, nothing happens—she's so accustomed to this that she dares to walk at the very front of the line to lead the way.

Not only does she lead the way, but it's also a chance to show the training officer her professional, steady side; the little girl is full of energy, and in the group she's the only one whose ears wiggle with excitement.

By contrast, Aizhi, who likewise isn't afraid of these things but isn't particularly interested either, just has a rather ordinary attitude.

She just saw that everyone had come, hesitated a moment, then joined in; meanwhile her little sister kept hopping up and down beside her, seeming delighted by the segment, which let her also manage a faint smile.

"Estimated, the chance that Mr. Sai Luo is playing a game is as high as 75%."

Mibu Bourbon's acceptance of entities like ghosts, which have been discussed in class, is still okay.

But having heard that even the rice bath had once frightened her by that ghost, she was still shaken and resting in the infirmary, so she immediately prepared to delay her self‑discipline training and joined this group of back‑building ghost‑hunters.

But……

Is it necessary?

Leaving aside the low likelihood of there actually being one, even if there were—this lineup is basically using a cannon to swat a mosquito, right?

Aomo could easily sense that his three first‑generation horse‑girl subordinates still had monster cards in their pockets.

Rather than all that, isn't it possible now for the person involved to just come out on his own?

Eh?! It seems they never thought Sai Luo could come out on his own; Xiao Lu's reaction carries a sense of disbelief as if betrayed.

He was indeed really anxious; earlier, when he went to Aomo for help but was told to wait aside, and after this side's training ended before going to handle it, he was also so restless he didn't even play with his phone.

Even when Aomo felt having a student council vice president in the team wasn't enough, for an incident of the level of 'Ultraman trapped in the school,' he thought they should at least notify and call upon someone like the chairman's secretary, Miss Jun Chuan—at that point he just wanted to forcibly drag Aomo away from typing and go straight with him to the old school building.

Look how anxious this kid is.

Sai Luo, what kind of trouble are you stirring up?

Aomo, shaking his head inside, still calmly comforted him: 'It's fine; maybe there really is a problem. No matter what, you should relax a bit now? I suggest you contact Classmate Mi Yu right now—according to what you just said, you just simply comforted her and handed her over to the infirmary nurse, right?'

"Um… sorry, I'll go contact him." He gave a slight nod, then Xiao Lu took out his phone and moved to the back of the team.

"What's there to apologize for, just like that guy Wangpai."

Bai Ren, who finally managed to utter a sentence, also seemed to have drawn some courage from this conversation.

"Wangpai? Miss Gecheng?"

"Written as Wangpai, read as ACE," such a title really leaves Aomo dazed; the DNA of Uma Musume fans and Tsuburaya fans is clashing.

They fought for a second, and nobody won.

Because he realized it's all the same thing.

"Well, she originally had plans to go out and do something with the president and Qianming senior, but today she said she had something and won't go."

"But Qianming senior also can't go, so this date fell apart from the start; the president talking about it also feels helpless."

"Impressive, it looks like Miss Bai Ren went to check in at the student council today; if it were the usual Aomo, he'd probably say that."

"But now…"

"What kind of date goal is that?"

His focus was clearly on the 'date between Qianming, Wangpai, and Ludao Fu.'