Chapter 1570: NO．185：Aomolindun is also like this

NO．185：Aomolindun is also like this.

Everything seems to be collapsing.

Whether the gazed-upon scenery or the azure sky,

The scorching heat on the ground has already radiated toward the sky, causing the entire water-colored mirror that divides the soul to sway and tremble, making it already difficult to maintain the balance of its foundation.

Everything, everything, stems from the joint effort of id, ego, and superego, yet it is also due to that series of countermeasures devised by the superego.

Indeed, the superego, as the embodiment of pursuing maturity and excellence, its manifestation itself counts as the highest realm of individual pursuit, possessing a 'complete' height that even the id and ego cannot attain.

Putting this point on Ailisuzhi means developing her knowledge to the utmost; her ability is already enough to solo open a movie-version black hand position.

However——

Even so, she still gave in readily, just because of the hidden meaning in that one sentence of the ego.

——He is watching.

This brings us back to the original topic.

——Although many people in handling interpersonal relationships advocate passivity, the interaction between people is indeed a two-way process.

Especially when you harbor a strong sense of purpose, yet are discovered by the other party.

That Ailisuzhi, with her high fashion sense, naturally has the confidence to break the cauldrons and sink the boats to reclaim her dream and see her desire through, but obviously, a large part of her confidence comes from her secret preparations made out of the blue.

Just as the face-art-savvy Ailisuzhi said, she cannot truly oppose all competitors single-handedly, including the victor group beside Tunshujun that occupies all advantages.

Even now, even if she already has a commander-in-chief identity, her subordinates actually each hold reservations, still retaining some risk of internal conflict.

With such a ruined state, frontal opposition is impossible.

Only by carrying out a series of unrestricted operations in secret can there be an opportunity that the absolutely confident, absolutely decisive perfect Ailisuzhi can seize!

In such an opportunity, the most crucial thing is not whether those competitors are on guard—but the target oneself—when Tunshujun will notice, and what attitude he will show.

She has made many assumptions and drafted many plans for this, confident that her planning is not inferior to what Tunshujun did when he signed those four old women; as long as she pulls the ego to this side, she can easily rush out and slaughter in all directions!!

Then……

Then she heard the bad news. jpg

Just moments ago she was still boasting grandly, as if she could single-handedly overthrow all the women of the world, and instantly she issued a declaration of reconciliation.

To be frank, she didn't even fully believe that Tunshujun was watching.

After all, even the id Ailisuzhi's own statement is uncertain in tone, merely expounding a guess under the premise of 'reasonable and logical'.

Before seeing the facts, she felt there was still room!

There is still room for a lucky mentality!

Still cannot give up!

But we must also consider the most likely possibility, cooperate first, cooperate first.

Anyway, she already beat that worthless thing of the id once, and doing it again she also has full confidence.

As long as Ka'ermila's card remains, that emotional resonance persists; keeping everyone in a separated state so the battlefield continues to exist is also natural, and the urgent task is still to verify that possibility!

Thus she was very cooperative at the moment.

She almost laid out her entire plan, then individually clarified her personal views on how to crack it, then answered the questions raised by both sides, and together with them discussed the current solution.

But she was also very unwilling to cooperate.

——When you see Ailisuzhi even now merging with Ka'ermila's emotional resonance, it's not hard to sense an extreme, almost crazy jealousy.

She says she wants to settle the matter of cutting ties, but inside she is clearly feeling more and more wronged and angry; to this day, you even cannot determine whether that emotion stems solely from that movie-version black hand.

Because the one currently controlling Ka'ermila is the id Ailisuzhi.

Even if the one resonating and merging with Ka'ermila is the entirety of Ailisuzhi, theoretically all Suzis could display roughly the same overloaded output, but this does not prevent that Suzi from adjusting her own little hat, which had been tilted slightly by the shaking of her double ears, and then gazing at the other's profile with a meaningful smile.

She feels, there really is an opportunity.

Those harboring a lucky mentality are not just herself; the plan for a comeback, already being rethought in her mind, will also become even smoother——

——Thirteen minutes later, when Ailisuzhi breaks free from the petrified state, the moment her face, just greeted by Chazuo's smile, hears her phone ring, she and her different self within her heart both feel a sudden tightness.

She herself even secretly let out a sigh of relief.

【Yuehuanshe: Let's meet at the swimming pool with Chazuo】

……You notified him?

After a brief hesitation in the stiffness, she turned her head to ask the Chazuo who had just come up beside her to glance at her phone screen.

While facing her gaze that seemed somewhat expectant, Chazuo blinked his eyes doubtfully; the apology for having just peeked at the other's phone still hung on his lips, unsaid, so he could only shake his head first.

Besides, Zhouri Ningjing shouted loudly: 'What are you looking at me for? I might tip off that bastard?!'

"…Anyway, let's go over first."

Chazuo reached out a hand, helped her up from lying on the sofa, and removed the electrode patches on her body used for instrument observation.

"'Friend', together?"

"No, it's fine, I'll just go back."

There's still work unfinished! Zhouri Ningjing, who hardly ever brings this up in front of Chazuo, this time also tries to maintain a meaningless wandering soul persona.

Dream Journey keeps urging her nonstop like a death omen; if it weren't for Chazuo appearing as if the matter were serious enough that Ailisuzhi might really die, she wouldn't even think of coming over.

"Mm… okay."

Chazuo obediently nodded, then immediately lifted his phone to have her transfer like a digital beast, and then looked toward the Suzi who had already opened the portal.

Compared to Aomo, who always hopes to have a target coordinate before opening a teleportation circle, Suzi launches teleportation with confidence as her selling point; even if the target is a swimming pool without an officially designated teleport point, she opens it decisively, leaving Chazuo somewhat dazed.

"... No problem? The swimming pool side has no teleport coordinates, but we can run over quickly."

Now it's class time; the road outside the teaching building is very quiet, so running openly won't get caught by the discipline committee, and Chazuo would rather use a more stable traditional method, but Suzi pulls him along to try the trendy approach:

"What nonsense, just come over!"

"……"

Chazuo, whose wrist had been seized and who had tried to struggle, couldn't admit that Suzi's grip was stronger than her own, and she wasn't sure whether it was an illusion; her use of cards was also overly proficient, already able to, like the trainer, without drawing a card, directly draw a portal as if using her own cultivation power.

It was practically like becoming Carmilla.

But compared to that, Suzi's initial gaze clearly showed some hesitation, while now she rushed over excessively eagerly, and that contrast also made her very concerned.

"Ah, we've arrived, Chazuo. Go find Bourbon to learn about the subsequent training; you're in sync, Suzi stays behind, and we should have some questions to answer each other."

"Sure," under Chazuo's worried gaze upon hearing that, Suzi gave a nonchalant shrug, "But do you answer whatever I ask?"

"I'll only ask questions you can answer, and the same goes the other way, Chazuo—go on, Bourbon is waiting for you."

"... Hmm, then I'll go over."

The somewhat indecisive black-haired horse girl ran off, running toward the direction where her Duìyou, who had two pairs of ears upright, was standing, while Aomo, on this side, made an especially obvious gesture to set up soundproofing, then immediately spoke:

"Don't be so nervous, I am indeed watching."

"Then my anxious heart can finally rest."

"Do you admit that is also you?"

"Isn't this exactly the result you wanted to see?" the brown-haired horse girl flicked her long sleeves, "There's no need to make any kind of combat resolve showdown; intense purity in operation, the only thing that can display training results is recognition of oneself, right?"

"Sharp and clear-headed, aside from still having some self-conflict, you are already quite perfect, Suzi."

"I'm only 17, aren't I allowed to be a bit torn?" Suzi crossed her arms, speechless, "I don't want this to happen, yet I wish it would be straightforward—let me give up—is that not okay?"

"I believe, some things, you still won't give up."

"Then will you answer me?" the horse girl asked back with a cold smile.

"You know very well, I have always been opposed to relationships between trainers and horse girls; that has a great impact on your career paths."

Horse girls are a Jidong-style idol model, and this model precisely entails an extremely high degree of lack of freedom in emotional life.

Public opinion feedback, fan reactions—this will directly affect the acquisition of competition eligibility.

Although anti-fans are also a topic and a form of popularity, in the crucial schedule of the classic Triple Crown, this trainer obviously cannot tolerate such abrupt route changes and flashy antics.

"So Qianming representing them is fine, right?" Suzi raised her eyebrows; she could understand what Aomo was saying; after all, she had analyzed these things before, and had even discussed them with other horse girls.

But among these, the most worrisome are those few adult horse girls.

"They basically have no worries about fan count changes, right? They're the type who, after running this year, will likely retreat into obscurity again."

"But the Dream Cup will make them feel a heavier sense of clarity; I hope you can also feel the weight of the classic Triple Crown."

"Saying that nicely, a horse girl can face many Triple Crown challenges in her lifetime—spring Triple Crown, autumn Triple Crown, various Triple Crowns—do you intend to say that for each one?"

"I said it, the weight that makes you more aware." Aomo merely repeated and emphasized this sentence.

"A once-in-a-lifetime weight, there aren't that many, right?"

"...... You're serious?"

She seemed to have understood, but precisely because she understood, the horse girl's gaze toward the trainer was full of doubt, seeming not to believe the hitherto stagnant situation, suddenly having won such a great breakthrough for herself.

And that person's expression was indeed exactly that—serene and earnest.

"It's not a matter of being serious or not, because this is a fact."

"I respect facts, and I also respect the person who creates them."