Chapter 1424: with translation of chapter title

NO. 40: So-called Responsibility (Part 2)

On Ailisuzhi's persistent demands, Aomo Lindun, while not always indulgent, often compromised.

Merely compromising is also an art; at this time it can also show a bit of the business talent of a demon akin to Mefilas, always able to find some unique compromise points to maximize profit.

To him, it didn't seem like much of a 'sacrifice' to exchange for others' great sympathy, as if he had indeed suffered a great injustice—doesn't that look somewhat familiar?

Such a skill, when applied to life, is nothing but pure tea art.

At the same time, it is also the earliest knowledge that Zhen Jiling learned from Aomo Lindun, and its results can often be reviewed in account operations.

Of course, it's still three o'clock in the afternoon, a time when middle school students are honestly in class.

Even though she could easily win teachers' favor, Zhen Jiling did not short-sightedly exploit that charm.

She didn't appear here, but that doesn't mean the tea flavor will be cut off just like that.

"Oh my, it's actually such a tiny, weak Rainbow Snake God, sir—what kind of accident turned you into this state? Are you cold? Would you like to come into my embrace to warm up?"

While saying that, she was already putting it into action.

During the so-called patrol work, it was only natural for her to wear that coat with built-in exoskeleton and medicine conduits; the seventh mysterious person of Lindun Agency (by the way, the sixth is Jie Si Ti Si, the fifth is the beast tamer Ma Zhongpeng), Miss Huo'erhaiya, completely ignoring the little jiao's struggle, grabbed it with one hand, then with both hands lifted and pressed it, placing it on the slope before her chest, with a look of concern.

A light press downward, a mouthful of warm breath, a sweet and seductive low voice, a set of clear-purpose combos—almost made the little jiao lose itself in its already developed senses.

After finally refusing the horse girl who, even after running three laps on the track, had sweat-absorbent inner clothing whose cuffs were not necessarily fresh-smelling, she still faced a difficult challenge to her current sensory system.

Researchers who violate academic ethics, mercenaries who break contracts with employers, spies with no stance—these have long been the strongholders of information.

In a subtle sense, it is a high-end upgraded version of the feathered serpent of Ailisuzhi; after obtaining information from somewhere, it came alone, its whole body emitting pheromones strong enough to make the little dragon snake coiled on the terminal feel creepy.

That, that won't do, not yet arrived, no, wrong, have we arrived?

March to October, right now we're just at the beginning, but, but the problem isn't here, is it!

You Terrans from elsewhere, though you also seem to have evolved from animals, after so many generations you should have long shed those animal habits that hinder ethnic development!

No, wrong, the point isn't this...

Hold it!

To counter the instincts of this animal body while dizzy and disoriented, for Aomo it is also a rarely encountered astonishing challenge in life.

The little jiao, for the first time having its consciousness driven by shame, had no leisure to wonder whether this was a kindergarten car.

I only know that this side is indeed a kindergarten.

"Oh, how pitiful, how helpless little creature, do you not like it here? Would you like to come up here? I will use feathers to soothe you, providing the necessary warmth."

Whether unconscious or intentional, the great feathered serpent kept its mouth open, about to carefully maintain heat with both palms to send it to the top of the head, when suddenly a loud shout came from afar:

"That woman over there! Release someone else's trainer!"

Bang!

"Eh! Oh no!"

The flying kick that came charging along with the loud shout can be said to be utterly impolite.

Whether it's the influence of special effects training supplemented in the agency's screening room, or simply imitating a certain campus golden ship demonstration, either way the horse girl's jumping power and balance indeed give a high degree of reproducibility; Ailisuzhi's flying kick with legs together firmly struck the tall figure clad in a heavy coat.

It indeed shook him, yet only a shake, because Huo'erhaiya has the habit of surrounding herself with airflow to reduce weight while protecting herself.

Even though equipment materials now have local support and have achieved extreme lightweight, that spirit of staying vigilant and strong of the feathered serpent also runs through her, and at this time it also protected her.

The airflow barrier greatly weakened the impact, merely causing her to stagger in a gasp.

However, the little dragon snake that flew out in that instant of imbalance finally made her green eyes widen without composure, and only when it landed on another pair of palms turned into a cushion did she slightly relax and exhale a breath.

Soon after, she also found it somewhat difficult to maintain her usual soft-spoken composure:

"Do you know how dangerous this is, Suzi classmate?" She turned her head to look at the side waist of the coat, which itself also had shock-absorbing cushioning performance.

Against the backdrop of the heavy silver-white fibers constructed, a pair of shoe outlines made of some mud is that glaring; even Chazuo, who caught Aomo and looked up, would embarrassedly avert their gaze.

Yet she didn't realize she had just been doing something even more embarrassing.

——Just now, she caught that little trainer and hastily placed it in the inner pocket of the windbreaker-style victory uniform coat.

The position relative to the shirt was at least warm, far more effective than her own gloved hand…… In that urgent moment, the black-haired girl acting on this subconscious thought had no idea what this action meant for the other party.

Compared to the former sluggish thinking of the big guinea pig, and compared to the former regressing thinking of little Aomo, the little jiao now, though appearing petite and fragile, is a rare state where Aomo's spirit is completely preserved.

For the complete self, this experience of being stuffed into the windbreaker's inner pocket by a little girl is still too stimulating.

Especially since Chazuo didn't care about the other's struggle in the inner pocket, only wanting to fetch the old terminal on the bench, letting the coat follow physics, tilting outward as she slightly bent, then snapping back against the shirt when she stood up again… that snug feeling and the hazy warm breath let the little jiao, just having poked its head out of the pocket, face a new round of challenge!

Wanting to give up smell, wanting to give up taste, wanting to control the flick of the tongue with willpower, just like consciously controlling each breath…

Aomo, without Holy Grail nor Peace Star, ultimately still met Chazuo's rescue— the handy Chazuo had already found and picked up the lagging terminal dropped by Huo'erhaiya, and placed the dizzy Aomo upon it.

For a moment, like a gathering insect that obtained a warm stone, the curled little dragon snake returned to a place of safety no longer oppressed, and even the pheromones that previously could trigger this form's instinctive feedback all disappeared between the two of them in their standoff.

It seemed, just as he had glimpsed in his confusion, merely an illusion.

But the undeniable fact is that Suzi brought Chazuo to rescue him.