Chapter 1538: NO．153：Rainbow Snake Greedy and Cunning

NO．153：Rainbow Snake Greedy and Cunning

That's how it is.

But for Aomo Lindun, who can multithread his thoughts, 'not focusing' and 'not listening' are still two completely different concepts.

Although he had no objection.

Since the lifting of restrictions on male-female relations, demons have already considered the idea of multiple partners, which is deviant compared to people from other worlds, but to locals it's merely a 'remarkable' future direction.

—The law permits it, but individuals often lack the ability, so even if there was a period of advocacy, cases that could serve as examples have always been few, especially after filtering out a batch of long-lived species, making such cases even rarer.

Without a doubt, for humans whose lifespans are only a little over a hundred years, the ancient monogamous system already satisfies most of their companionship needs throughout life.

Even if inner greed craves more, ability remains limited in the end.

Even with breakthroughs in medical technology that put the slowing of the human aging cycle on the agenda as a matter of course, it merely changes that 'one' to 'two' by a small difference.

Although there are many humans who choose not to be human, even more humans still find it hard to adapt, whether in soul or spirit, to the average lifespan threshold of over 150 years.

Put more clearly, it is such a large group that finds it difficult to undergo a thorough shift in thinking.

Even if technology allows them to live longer, with their bodies remaining vigorous, their spirits still decline, continuing the inevitable aging, dragging them toward the all‑too‑obvious end.

Emotional control, maintenance of sexual desire, balance in life—and most crucially, the drive of desire.

The aging process overwhelms all; the fact that most people cannot properly transition into the mindset of long‑lived species often means that desire, too, is trapped in the despair of half‑life.

This is the most fatal point, because desire is both the original sin of life and its lifeline.

It determines the survival state of every living being, and even more so their height of achievement; even humans cannot escape its control—indeed, humans are the most deeply affected by desire among all living things!

From the grandest undertakings' starting point to the petty reason for persisting— as the saying goes, whether something can be done depends on how much you want it— and this is precisely the most ordinary manifestation of desire.

It can of course be restrained, deprived, or even fade away.

It can be suppressed mentally, and also gradually depleted physically.

But the reverse is also true.

Mental growth can drive its change, and bodily sublimation can bring a wholly new perspective.

The stronger your ability, the more you can accomplish, but the true key deciding whether you are willing to act remains desire.

These three can be tightly linked, mutually reinforcing, spiraling upward, forming a virtuous cycle where stronger desire yields stronger ability, which yields greater achievement, which in turn fuels even stronger desire.

It can also outright jam, with a problem arising in some step.

Or it can be completely unrelated—you might boost one process purely by luck while the other two see no change.

Without a doubt, the vast majority of people fall into the latter two categories.

They cannot form a perfect virtuous cycle, experiencing only jams and broken chains; moreover, there is the phenomenon of being struck down early, their self‑evaluation plummeting, they plunge straight into self‑suppression, and harvest a feeling of inferiority.

Never mind grand desire; being able to express even a hint of personal want counts as success, especially in the sexual realm, where it points directly to the classic phenomenon of sexual repression—showing excessive discomfort, guilt, shame, and the like toward any related topic.

For such groups, if you insist, they are not entirely unconnected to polygamy; they often merely join someone else's emotional whirlwind passively, becoming the extra party.

Just like He and Bicuikesi right now.

Of course, the two's problem is not in one place; indeed, under the current situation it is the exact opposite of the aforementioned case: ordinary emotional and desire repression being wrapped into a love whirlwind, both are confessions from the other party.

Those who are hard to refuse are thus swept along as a matter of course.

But these two, on the contrary, were first forced to speak up themselves.

Then they unconsciously followed Huoerhaiya's small gestures.

Now they sit on the sofa looking as if they are about to be executed.

It is obvious, though, that this inherited shame and tension truly point to the same source of repression, leaving Aomo glancing at them speechlessly, thinking that Bicuikesi is indeed a workaholic, overreacting to this topic due to pure sexual repression, whereas He has hardly been forced by reality.

Her work schedule isn't tight, nor does Aomo collect rent and utilities from her; although she likes to eat, she doesn't chase after those notoriously bad places prized for reputation, and her finances remain comfortable.

The channel that could make her feel inferior and repressed……

Surely it's because of amnesia?

Or perhaps the people around her also serve as a contrast… maybe my own attitude toward her is part of it?

As for the causes of this sort of inferiority complex, Aomo still has some research insights, because schools are the best material library, always full of students who are terribly insecure whether or not they've scored above 80.

Even the Teleisen where he works now has Xiao Lu's subordinate Miss Miyu continuing to serve as a liaison for his observational material.

That the central Teleisen, which ought to be a haven of heaven‑chosen prodigies, still has such students roaming about is indeed sigh‑worthy, but fortunately she already has by her side that little sun risen from the darkness.

Aomo believes she will emerge from her gloomy shadows in time, needing no intervention from him; on the contrary, the survivor's guilt of Aimu Zhiji has made him ponder a bit, and now…… He's problem isn't major yet, far from reaching the level where the first two affect life, but if left unattended, developing into the former is only a matter of time.

Aomo once suspected that He's fondness for him was a misjudgment, based on the guilt of having received a gift, and he wove that repay‑and‑apology mindset into mistakenly thinking it was a type of love.

This phenomenon often appears among youths whose worldviews are not fully sound, and even within that group it is not common, because children have plenty of chances to 'like the new and dislike the old,' and thus constantly encounter peers of their own age.

On the contrary, children whose mindset is already a bit off and who have very few friends to play with are prone to lose themselves in hard‑won kindness, and only through repeated self‑questioning might they arrive at such a mistaken cognition.

He may not be a child, but an adult with amnesia is no better off—especially since he lost his memories so completely that only his outstanding learning ability kept him from becoming a classic amnesia joke.

Although he was already able to live like an ordinary person long ago, in the realm of sexuality he generally cannot find a suitable reference.

This is not a field where you can become proficient just by copying, especially when it involves oneself.

Feelings are such that, no matter how rationally one could analyze them beforehand, once they truly involve oneself, that thinking loses logic to some degree.

Aomo himself feels this deeply, having many times in reviewing his actions with Qian and those related to them lamented his immaturity, and set about dissecting moves that clearly had better alternatives and plenty of room for improvement.

And the more his sensibility is exposed in this regard, the less confident he feels about thinking in that related realm, falling into a new kind of vicious circle of 'maybe I still don't understand them.'

Now, looking at He and Bicuikesi, plus the one who, after sitting down, makes no pretense at all—Huoerhaiya, all relaxed and self‑assured—Aomo once again recalls the lesson of his misguided speculation, yet he also readily takes hold of this fact.

Verification?

No need for verification; the piano notes of Miss Aertuoluo are the best proof.

That even proves these three have been troubled by their own affairs for quite a while, having become the top priority able to suppress other regrets and sorrows, which is why the music draws them out rather than something unrelated.

Even so, he cannot deny the necessity of this confrontation.

After all, this ultimately isn't just about him and them.

As someone who already has several girlfriends, this matter requires not only that he have no objection, but also that he take on the others.