Chapter 1198: NO．102：No matter what you say, you really understand him

NO．102：No matter what you say, you really understand him.

"Which batch is this?"

"Ludaofu, holding the camera and looking elsewhere, smiled and asked."

"Eleventh." Aomo, who gave that answer, was still quite patient, looking at the black‑haired girl whose reactions in front of people were a bit slow but still showed clear improvement; her feigned aloofness also eased a little.

But when those eyes swept elsewhere, the earlier gentleness seemed like an illusion.

"Besides, there are at least eight tourists staring over here, hesitating to move forward; perhaps in the next second they'll make up for their lacking courage."

"…Really cheeky." Aimu Zhiji's comment, or perhaps a sympathetic feeling.

"Sigh, that guy really should just have refused directly; there's no need to bother with those people at all."

"I'm starting to worry about Miss Suzi's fan‑accumulation segment."

"Hah, I should be worried about my follower count not keeping up with the trainer! Especially with this guinea‑pig look!"

"Miss Suzi's aggressiveness keeps rising, which is also worth worrying about." Aomo sighed.

To be frank, regarding this team's composition, Shu Zi Lao Shi's decision can be called lacking foresight.

Before we could even celebrate Ludaofu Xiangzheng's undercover presence, Zhen Jiling, Aimu Zhiji, Mancheng Chazuo, and Ailisuzhi were enough to draw in crowds like the "selfie‑angel guard" and "supporters of those returning to the field/outstanding debut horsegirls."

Besides that, there were even scene reenactments.

—meaning that within just twenty minutes, three tourists showed up looking for "Alien S. S" to ask for a photo and inquire about the name.

Even the theoretically inconspicuous Chao Cang Lu had been visited twice by people who were both horse‑girl fans and special‑effects enthusiasts; the person himself was quite practiced, suggesting he'd gotten training in school.

However, it worked out well that Ludaofu was undercover, so someone foresightedly handed the camera to her.

"Why not let them keep touring in pairs?"

At that moment, the genuinely "ordinary" human woman Miss Xinjo quickly grew tired of Aomo's jokes.

She even tried to rule out the other light bulbs.

"Shouldn't we quickly finish Sauce's little commission?"

"Then let Sis Xian take the camera and go first," said Zhen Jiling, smiling as she bade farewell to the fans and made space to return, "... Sis is also quite popular; walking with us would be easier."

"But I don't know anything about photography," Xian said helplessly, "even Little Snake knows that, which is why she entrusted that to President Sang."

"But you could walk with President Sang, couldn't you?" Zhen Jiling's smile didn't change, "The two of you together would be the most efficient; Sis, I'll let Aizhi Sis and I help share the burden with passersby, right? Aizhi Sis."

"…" As if lost in thought, Aimu Zhiji, who had been walking at the back of the group, was startled when the topic was suddenly thrown at her.

Unconsciously she glanced again at the trainer she had secretly glanced at countless times ahead, then looked at Suzi, who seemed unintentional, and at the eagerly expecting Zhen Jiling.

"... Well, he's blocked a lot of trouble for me before; I ought to repay him."

This refers to the period when Aimu Zhiji publicly revealed in a post‑match interview that the current trainer was Aomo.

During that time, Aomo's terminal hadn't been spared from hardcore‑fan harassment, nor had he failed to help Aizhi fend off such harassment; as a trainer it was only natural, yet being brought up still surprised him.

"That wouldn't do," Ailisuzhi suddenly said at that moment, wearing her usual hard‑to‑like smile, "I still want to use Guinea‑pig‑kun's look for a social experiment, especially when he's walking with Chazuo."

"... What's wrong?"

Just then, Chazuo waved goodbye to the fan group and approached with cheerful steps.

Even though it was the eleventh time, the little girl who still rarely met fans always retained the fresh‑feeling of a newcomer, with no trace of fatigue or boredom.

But this really depends on personality.

After all, although both were welcoming fan support, Ailisuzhi grew bored quickly; she dove straight into casual chatting and signing, refusing photos to free up time to watch how Chazuo handled this segment.

This also made her words sound convincing, as if there really were a social experiment.

"From now on, let everyone split up—you and Guinea‑pig‑kun go ahead, and I'll follow behind to observe how things go."

"... Eh? Is that okay?"

"Wait wait!" Seeing Chazuo's hopeful gaze toward her boyfriend, Xian reacted quickly, "No way! Little Snake hasn't even spoken…!"

She reacted with a speed rarely seen in her life, realizing that pushing the decision onto her overly opinionated boyfriend wasn't a good idea either.

Thus she swiftly changed tack, throwing out the move she hadn't planned to use: "You lot, don't steal other people's boyfriends! Little Snake he——"

Instinctively she reached to hug the arm beside her, but grasping only air she turned her head—and saw nothing there, while a little farther off Ludaofu was gazing at her with a subtle look.

"Where's Little Snake?" she asked, noticing that his hand was empty.

"How come that Chao guy's missing too?" Suzi also cared about Xiao Lu's research value.

"He'd just gone to return the camera and went ahead with Trainer Chao, telling me to wait for you to regroup before deciding whether to catch up."

Ludaofu answered cooperatively, not minding that the other person used a peer‑level term for others while giving himself a lofty, respectful title.

But she didn't deny that she was anticipating his reaction to those words—something like getting flustered.

A teenage high‑school girl, also prone to being easily startled, this immaturity made her tolerant of it; for that reason she had even previously adopted a first‑meeting attitude, overlooking the fact that she'd already met him once when Aomo brought him to school during summer break.

But the result was slightly novel: he merely sighed helplessly, "Ah… this is probably just his old habit…"

That reaction even sounded a bit old‑fashioned, making her curious.

"What?"

"Like a robot," the flung‑aside girlfriend snapped, "once he promises something to someone it instantly becomes the top priority overriding all orders; if he's going to complain about overtime he should first fix that broken personality."

"If he could change that, would he still be Guinea‑pig‑kun?" Ailisuzhi snapped, "That's literally his closest link to the mechanical guinea pig."

"Ailisuzhi‑san!" Not taking photos but only accepting signatures—signatures, signatures—is so casual; if you can't accept that, don't come looking for me.

Again witnessing Suzi destroy a fan's hard‑won courage with her "high‑speed divine‑word dodge," Aizhi was somewhat speechless, yet also clear that she had no right to criticize; she said flatly, "…Isn't that a strength? He's always been true to his word."

"Yeah, his brother is just too true to his word." Only Zhen Jiling, when mentioning this, sounded a bit resentful, making all the women present turn their heads.

Especially Aimu Zhiji.

She once again realized she didn't know the past between Karen and Aomo.

Regarding Karen calling him "brother," the mystery has always lingered; it's not that she never mustered the courage to ask, but inquiring doesn't always yield a direct answer.

Until then, the girl's expression amounted to nothing more than that.

So now it is?

What? What? Tell me in detail?

When faced with gossip, especially gossip about the little snake, Miss Qiàn can easily set aside her temporary quarrel and start rubbing her hands eagerly.

Nothing.

Still not.

Her smile returned to that seemingly flawless cute little girl; she smiled and shook her head: "Actually, everyone should hurry up and catch up with big brother, right?"

Indeed, Dunshu, once out of sight, will bring a horse girl over claiming she's a teammate.

Suzi glanced sideways at Aimu Zhiji, who remained expressionless, pretending not to hear.

Compared to the horse girl, it's more likely she's gotten into some trouble," unlike Suzi, who attacks teammates without any sense of danger, Miss Qiàn instead feels an urgency not to miss the show: "Anyway, first let's catch up, okay…"

She suddenly pulled out her phone, activated it, took a look, and felt that if the little snake really encountered something, she would probably not forget to send a notice.

Sure enough, she received a message.

【I've set the booth owner to privacy mode; if we need to regroup, contact Xiao Lu; alert others to stay vigilant; I heard from other booth owners that there are rumors of a forewarned attack.】