Chapter 1194: with translation of chapter title

NO. 98: You don't really think you can just run away that easily, do you?

Actually, Aomo is quite aware that his excuse for not wearing contact lenses has a loophole.

Even if there are obvious differences in their eyes and gaze, strangers can still easily mistake them.

Rather, even acquaintances could easily mix them up, just like the Ludaofu Xiangzheng now confused by the side profile.

This isn't really a problem.

Although their meeting was somewhat sudden, this wasn't enough to fluster him, because in his impression, the emperor has always been a reasonable person.

So at that moment, he coughed, and then a voice sounded in both of their minds.

'I think I can explain.'

Telepathy, kid. jpg

The most common encrypted communication mode in Aopeng, even placed in such a high-density crowd area, still carries a slight risk, but such a minor risk can naturally be ignored; otherwise, surviving in the world would truly be difficult.

'First of all, I must say, this is merely a disguise.'

Disguise, a rather formulaic term.

Throughout history, countless professions have required this quality; some, such as detectives, still maintain this occupational demand, and it even shines among the widespread mercenary ranks.

Aomo once wore a Mefilas skin suit to attend alien gatherings; this act itself counts as a top-tier disguise, though you could still call it a cosplay.

After all, as subculture has developed to the present, the term 'Cos' split from Cosplay has gradually become ambiguous.

Even non-fictional characters can be Cosplayed, but the premise is usually that the other party is a well-known figure.

Is Zhouri Ningjing considered well-known?

In the world where that horse girl's soul resides, there are likely many fans of hers, but in the Holy Terra Federation, in the Border Gate District… perhaps Zhouri Ningjing's fans haven't even met her coworkers yet.

After all, although she was once a G1 horse girl, she gave up many things to erase even more.

Regarding this point, Aomo isn't overly worried about acquaintances talking.

Normally, his circle of acquaintances who attend doujin events are basically all here; besides that, there's no need to worry about anything else.

Datuo Sun God?

No, there's no need to mention Datuo Teacher.

As is well known, there are distinctions among gals; Datuo Teacher's type of gal isn't really interested in otaku culture, while the person beside Aomo now, with several badges hanging on their small bag, is Chuangsheng classmate, which actually belongs to a rare branch among gals.

This branch is like the beautiful girl among model kit fans or the monster enthusiast Xintiao Qian; rather than being real, it seems more like a deliberately imagined existence meant to stir the hearts of a specific group.

However, given the vastness of this world and the multitude of possibilities, one could believe that Xintiao Qian exists and that Chuangsheng classmate exists, but——she still shouldn't be here.

It's not that she can't be at the doujin event, but she shouldn't appear here.

Yes.

In Aomo's mind, the person who least should appear here now is not Ludaofu, nor Karen and Aizhi, but Chuangsheng classmate.

She shouldn't appear before him, showing a curious, admiring demeanor.

Because compared to acquaintances that can be smoothed over by conversation, a stranger's admiration is more likely to expose his disguise to Zhouri Ningjing's eyes, and it also increases the chance of public attention.

Imagine a girl who's enthusiastic about online communication and has a unique edge in gathering online information, proudly showing off a photo of herself with some 'cool older sister'...

Although just from the online information pieced together image, Aomo thinks this middle school gal shouldn't be able to turn a single photo into 'I haven't heard her mention the photo for two minutes' level.

But when he met her gaze, noticing that the hopeful divine light in her eyes resembled Qian's eye color, he realized it.

He realized he seemed unable to objectively assess the charm of Zhouri Ningjing's image.

Perhaps because that woman keeps acting like a mad dog around him...

Aomo never thought anyone would appreciate her type.

And at this moment, not only does this little girl have that divine radiance in her eyes, but many other men and women looking over do as well.

How? Could Zhouri Ningjing be some kind of magnet for everyone?

Or should I change my demeanor?

Whether or not she's a magnet for everyone, the soul of Ben Ma is truly that of a great stallion…… If Bi Ze knew his brother's momentary doubt, he'd likely answer him like this.

Unfortunately, aliens don't possess the mind-reading ability that is rare even among cosmic beings.

So Aomo can only, amidst the uncertain aesthetic leanings of this circle, try to dull the other's attention.

— Originally, the reason for changing clothes was to avoid the trouble that the image of Aomo Lindun would cause in such circles, and to meet Chazuo's expectations.

If, after changing clothes, one still draws attention and thus increases the risk of exposure…… that would truly be a total loss.

The worst possibility would be adding a cross-dressing fetish linkage to the already snowballing reputation, and Zhouri Ningjing becoming even more intensely like a mad dog.

What's up? It's just borrowing your same disguise, and it won't give you any impact……

Oh, that's indeed hard to say……

Having said that, with numerous messages flashing through Aomo's mind in that instant, he was of two minds.

On one hand, he explains the situation to two horse girls via telepathy; on the other, he still scans the brown-haired girl with that sharp, cold gaze.

'Sorry, I'm not staff here.'

No matter what, he ultimately refuses.

Agreeing once would lead to a next time, even though he could declare he doesn't want to show his face online, as long as the other party is fine with just collecting it, but……

After all, this is a crowded public area with many eyes.

Indeed, many have already been looking this way, after all Chazuo and Suzi aren't heavily disguised, and Zhenjiling and Aimu Zhiji are undeniable celebrities in this circle.

Man En and Rebecca's withdrawal actually serves as a successful smokescreen, making this 'suddenly appeared, looks like the sister of Chazuo' similar new role not yet been considered heading toward Aomo Lindun's direction.

After all, in a world not inheriting the Showa universe, with no official backing, who could doubt that the giant hero is a human transformation?

Having already noticed this thanks to his keen hearing picking up low murmurs around him, Aomo naturally seizes the misunderstanding advantage, taking advantage of the moment when these people think that Aomo Lindun also withdrew due to some incident, to split this somewhat complex team again and blend back into the crowd.

Even if it's just to divert attention, splitting up is inevitable.

Using Shu Zi Lao Shi's stall number as the meeting point, Aomo also indeed went off on his own first.

Things have come to this, he is considering removing the horse ears and tail.

But removing them might make the crowd who had seen him before suspicious, and could even get the Cos police called out.

If this group accuses him of cosplaying the god-seat outflow and tries to drive him out, that would be the most awkward situation.

But before he could make a decision, while he was still moving familiarly through the crowd, a sudden greeting came, making his nerves twitch again.

"What interesting thing are you playing with? Aomo."

The unchanged tone of voice made him instantly turn to look at the woman in comfortable autumn attire.

Brown hair, green pupils; lacking the upright ears, long tail, and white small hat on her head, she naturally blended into the crowd, showing no trace of fame's burden.

Such her, is Qianming's representative.

And it is exactly such her who grabbed Aomo's tail, physically.