Chapter 1416: NO．32：Think it through, she never lost in her dream conquests

NO．32：Think it through, she never lost in her dream conquests.

The mysterious girl with little presence always stays alone by the wall, known for using her fingertips to draw wonderful patterns, which once drew rejection from classmates.

She seems to be a very troublesome type, or perhaps very dangerous.

——Central Higher Department Initial Edition Materials. Graceful City Chazuo Chapter0.1。

The phone wallpaper is a night sky of the full moon rising, photographed on the mountaintop.

She possesses extremely strong medium talent, usually not alone, especially a certain (crossed out) presumed older sister named Zhouri Ningjing who often appears beside her in spirit form.

She seems to hear a voice that only she can hear.

She is exceptionally friendly and sensible, enthusiastic about recommending drinks like coffee, but her own stomach condition seems poor; drinking two cups at once gives her a stomachache, and she especially dislikes preparations with more than two cubes of sugar.

She seems to have some cooperation with the student council, sharing a classroom with classmate Ailisuzhi as an activity room, under a contract to take turns cleaning on odd and even weeks (1,3,5 and 2,4).

——Central Higher Department Initial Edition Materials. Graceful City Chazuo Chapter0.4。

She has a head of remarkably perfect black long hair, and doesn't mind friends and family stroking her head.

Her tail is the type that stays shiny and moist even without maintenance.

She loves mountain climbing, has tried forest-style outfits, but ultimately chose the easy-to-marriage style; recently her younger sister San also recommended Harajuku rebellious fashion, but she doesn't seem very enthusiastic.

The phone wallpaper shows coffee brewed after climbing the mountain with a trainer, finished at dawn.

There is an oddness that at first glance makes it unclear what she's thinking; close observation confirms this, and her everyday appearance serves as excellent camouflage—perhaps… she actually has greater performance talent than she seems.

I might have to retake that initial evaluation.

——Central Higher Department Reprint Materials. Graceful City Chazuo Chapter0.7。

Suitability 98.5%, up 0.1% from last time.

Although I don't regret giving her that card, I clearly wasn't prepared for real‑time monitoring and control.

I can safely admit I can't tell what she's thinking, and I'm not sure whether a little cat is always eavesdropping.

Without a doubt, she really is that little black cat.

I perhaps should be happy about her growth, but whether unexpected growth counts as a good thing naturally requires more observation.

Only one thing is certain: my past understanding of her was clearly not comprehensive.

Perhaps it's the same for all the young ladies under my command in the Higher and Middle Departments.

Because they are always in an incomplete, changing stage, any stage‑specific understanding may be overturned by later changes; they all have expiration dates, causing my future workload to surge.

——Ophiuchus Squad, Graceful City Chazuo Chapter Conclusion.

Although all the data I've mastered were completed in that little corner of my home bedroom, most of the current generation's horse‑girl data is pure movable‑type printing done by the Witch Beast—meaning I directly lifted various ratings and descriptions from public forums, then cut, pasted, and reordered them to make them appear comprehensive, rich, and diverse.

But the data concerning the horse‑girls under my command are always personally organized and updated by Aomo.

And during this organizing process, several girlfriends often unintentionally interrupt.

Talking, discussing, even debating.

Rather than saying it's a difference between male and female in rational versus emotional thinking, it's mostly just pure individual differences in thinking.

Qian, Qienuo, Ling.

And Ishamala, who simply talks based on impressions without really knowing each person.

The summaries of Aomo's observations and interaction logs also often display various viewpoints stemming from oneself.

Together they enrich the girls' multi‑stage information while also granting Aomo a more comprehensive and diverse perspective.

This naturally counts as a good thing, since he previously enriched personal profiles by repeatedly and diversely feeding information into personality modeling.

He also once had to specially look up evaluations of that person from all kinds of people.

But now, with the expansion of his network, this formerly troublesome process has become easy, even effectively lowering the introduction threshold when social circles meet—when he organizes and writes that information in front of Ling and Ishamala, the latter can also get a rough idea of those girls.

At this point, looking back at the way that can shuttle through the Grand Void and roam dreams by ability, easily achieving the feat of arriving first despite setting out later, Ling……

For her to know these girls is naturally barrier‑free.

Never mind whether everyone's dreams have a gate or whether that gate could stop her; it's true that everyone's personalities are pretty good.

The only ones hard to approach are Suzi and Tianlangxing—these two really are just as vigilant and sharp in dreams, unlike Rudolf and Qianming, who, even if they notice something, aren't obsessively rejecting but instead receive it openly and generously.

But such difficulty in approaching is also quite limited; in the dream world there are always more opportunities than in reality, whether to meet or to interact—it's just a matter of putting in a bit more effort.

It's nowhere near as challenging as dealing with those who seem easy at first glance but are actually far apart in reality.

Just like now.

Ling gazed at that black silhouette, recalling the data Aomo had recorded before, and could only sigh that it was indeed him.

She now increasingly looks forward to her second brother coming to spend time with Aomo, but before that she must focus on this girl before her—who has already interacted with her in dreams for over half a year and should by rights be extremely familiar.

What 'should be' means is that she has simply never seen this side of her.

"You… are that Ling?"

The pitch‑black face, the two hollow points of golden light—externally it can't even be called a person's existence, and that voice is icy to the extreme.

This is completely different from the girl who, even when she lowers her voice as much as possible, still can't hide her childishness; it lets Ling easily recall that woman who always opposes Aomo and whose appearance is almost identical to that of Chazuo.

Zhouri Ningjing.

That's another girl who troubles her.

Like Xiao Xi, she often doesn't sleep, leaving almost no room for dreams; daily contact also seems to have inherited Aomo's favor progress, she keeps only the bare minimum of politeness toward herself, and her speech often carries that cold, stiff tone.

Just the same, in fact she is now emitting similar vibrations, and it reminds her of Aomo once mentioning, in an uncertain tone, that he had seen a different Chazuo in a dream‑world ferris wheel.

That Chazuo modeled after Zhouri Ningjing clearly left him a deep impression, so much that even mentioning or recalling it makes him faintly frown—it's obviously troublesome.

"It's me, hello—what should I call you?"

She raised her hand, brushed the lantern on the staff, the light that had been illuminating the darkness went out, and she returned the other a clear‑cold, familiar face.

"Is it Chazuo, or Miss Zhouri Ningjing, or perhaps some more ambiguous state of existence between the two?"

"I don't care."

That person spoke coldly, merely raising their long sleeve, propping up the vortex in the space beside them:

"You should just go."

"Even if this place is a counterfeit trainer, we don't welcome uninvited guests."

"Oh, then if I'm invited next time, will you welcome me?"

Probably because they never imagined the other would ask such a thing with a smile, that person fell silent for a moment before speaking in a muffled voice:

"... Wait until she's willing to invite you again."