Chapter 1556: with translation of chapter title

NO. 171: Just delay the birth!

Just like that, they dismantled the soundproof barrier, and Aomo sighed.

"Although my mind is also a mess, the match is imminent, so the trainer can't afford to let his thoughts wander."

"When young people spend a long time with an excellent opposite-sex partner, what else would they think about?"

"Although it's true that some people regard love as everything, I still hope to shift this position to the original goal."

"……"

The silence at this moment is understandable; there are feathered serpents who don't grasp those things, and there are demons whose words trail off here.

But what is that silent agreement in the distance?

They themselves know.

——

Everything's screwed up.

At the beginning, even if no one directly blamed anyone, even if no one was eager to criticize, everyone maintained a relative consensus of silence—this realization likewise surfaced in everyone's mind.

Including the symbol of Sirius that had just been stimulated by Huo'erhaiya yet still refrained from impulsive action, it also cooled its head extremely quickly during the return process, thereby realizing this point.

Rather, if we were to list the charges, she, as the vanguard, would be the first to be hung up.

Acting as the spokesperson for the entire team, remotely watched by all as the Sirius ominous star repeatedly struck at the trainer, she also stood at the vanguard of expanding territory today—then she was pressed into a corner.

This is a problem that only becomes clear when one looks back and calms down.

Realizing that everyone should have proceeded step by step, but instead, influenced by various stimuli, they rushed for quick results—if that dangerous woman doesn't show up in the end, what will all this become?

Will he agree?

On the day after he accepted those three people, in a time that seems impossible no matter how you look at it—did he agree?

I can't imagine it, nor do I wish to imagine that icy scene.

The world of minors can be small enough for two people to fill it, but if one harbors this thought and that person never appears, the world will instead fall apart.

Perhaps the yearning to run could re-bond it, but that bonding scene cannot escape being turbid and rough.

That may develop into a blind, obsessive running future, forcing both adults and mature minors to inevitably look toward a certain team member.

A certain team member who once served as that negative teaching material now, facing everyone's gaze, is especially angry, yet seemingly understands those gazes.

"It seems everyone's thoughts are heading in roughly the same direction, so that's a relief," Qianming said, breaking this circle of pure mental activity and speculation about others.

But her remark was also clearly not pleasant; the more so, the Ailisuzhi who oversees willful mischief in Aomo's team also spoke up, taunting:

"Where is it relaxed?"

"The culture medium has been contaminated—can you still produce another one?"

"The Master's simulation opts for keeping distance," Bourbon said, gazing far at Aomo, more than half of whose presence was occupied by Huo'erhaiya's back, his voice the only thing still steady.

"... Well, we might as well just run," Aimu Zhiji's unconscious remark still fit her usual demeanor: "We should have been focusing on the match all along."

"... Trainer, will you hate us like this?"

"Huh? You'll each be able to calmly grasp the situation later, so why be so pessimistic about the future?" Tianlangxing couldn't hold back, "I'll go apologize and take the blame— that guy wouldn't dare to distance himself from you."

"What she said is correct; this stage of doubting the trainer shouldn't arise for you lot," Chengtian Bairen, speaking as someone who's been through it, kept a cold tone though his brows were full of worry, "but we can't just let Tianlangxing go—Aomo... the trainer is sharp; thinking of our indulgence is only natural."

"Let's each apologize," Qianming Miss said in a half-hearted tone, being the first to raise surrender, "whether or not you want to say it straight out, you definitely have to apologize—this time you went too far."

"And it just so happens that Aizhi and her team are about to enter the Gaoyue Prize..." Ludao Fu raised a hand to his forehead, closed his eyes, and patted his head several times, "I'm also muddle-headed—I should have stopped Tianlangxing, but I foolishly thought it would be fine if she just kept going."

"This definitely isn't Tianlangxing's own problem."

"Hey, although I'm disturbing everyone's pleasant, harmonious hotpot, but is this really the focus now?"

Ailisuzhi interrupted: "That side is all muted—want to guess what love potion that woman is feeding the guinea pig? His condition isn't good either; shouldn't the urgent thing be to drop this meaningless hotpot gathering and go talk to the guinea pig instead?"

"Now…? This… isn't really okay, is it?"

"It's rare to see you looking so hesitant, Qianming senior," Ailisuzhi said, dripping with sarcasm, waving her phone, "We're obviously not suitable, so I contacted Zhenjiling—what sort of suitable person can you send over? Even someone unrelated to the guinea pig would do, as long as they're informed and can cooperate."

"Um… we…"

Turning to look at Ludao Fu, Bai Ren, and Tianlangxing, the well-connected Qianming representative had no answer for a moment.

"Junchuan?" Bai Ren raised a hand, making a tentative suggestion.

Then Tianlangxing slapped his hand down.

"What are you saying! Tell her about the trainer and the horse girls? She could block us completely!!"

"Wanshan."

Ludao Fu, who had just been lightly patting his head, lowered his hand and lifted his eyes: "Wanshan is quite suitable, and besides, she just mentioned a few days ago that she's on break and asked us which day to hang out."

"Wanshan..." Qianming hesitated, "I'm not entirely at ease with her either—haven't you seen how she treats little Aomo?"

"She..."

In front of a group of juniors, Ludao Fu hesitated whether to speak, but considering that not speaking would make everyone uneasy, she steeled herself and said: "She's like that with cute little boys—no need to doubt too much."

"……"

For a moment it felt as if we were under a silence spell, but fortunately someone was urgent: "Never mind this—should we at least match up a caliber? Although we were just facing off, we really ought to have a decent alliance now—look at that woman!"

As she spoke, she turned everyone's heads toward Huo'erhaiya, who had at some point turned sideways to look at them with eyes full of contempt.

"Do you see it?"

"We all know we've fallen far behind; this bunch of women who suddenly appeared keep taking the guinea pig, yet they completely ignore our horse girls!" Suzi urged earnestly, mimicking the mobilization from those few videos we've seen.

But before she could finish her earnest speech, just as we were about to truly rally the horse girls' camp into an unbreakable alliance, everyone's ears, which had never relaxed, suddenly caught a distant sound.

Immediately——

——then came silence.

The original goal.

The initial run.

We haven't even run half of this road; it can be said that we ourselves, whose attention was taken away at the very beginning stage, are...

It's just like a child who, after walking only a few steps, runs off chasing a butterfly—do you really believe this bunch can focus on their own dreams? They probably even forgot just now that they are horse girls.

As Holhaiya, who has spent most of her life pursuing the ultimate symbol of the Feathered Serpent and has never let love divert her path, saying this is naturally justified; even though the horse girls here don't know this, it doesn't prevent them from gazing at each other in silence, and in that mutual gaze remaining silent.

Obviously, a truly unbreakable alliance, not yet formed, must face the obstacle that even continuing the topic is difficult.

It can be said that the task is heavy and the road long.