Chapter 1641: with translation of chapter title

NO．256：Then this side is a demon, still can endure!

Just as people say in love topics, 'The one who falls in love first is the loser,' when one party makes a demand of the other, the latter naturally grasps absolute initiative.

What does 'absolute' mean?

That is a tremendous advantage, the standard for weaknesses, and moreover a prerequisite for success.

But just as falling in love isn't necessarily completely blind, love isn't necessarily reckless.

The purity of that demand can also be less than ideal, in which case it cannot be turned into the price of a solid victory, making it hard to achieve the ultimate of success.

In this, Aomo Lindun thought Xizaki Feng was quite fortunate, because in the Light-Chasers Club there would inevitably be someone who couldn't help but talk—and the premise posture of that talk would likewise be lowered considerably.

That low posture undoubtedly creates a good chemical reaction with Xizaki Feng's outwardly loose-talking image, and you can see this just from the way he steadies himself while holding that phone and chatting as if in front of a camera.

Looking at that appearance, it's hard to imagine that guy, just over two hours ago, chattering nonstop in Aomo's ear for nearly ten minutes, essentially expressing all his anxiety and doubt through words as much as possible.

When going over there, it wasn't that Aomo persuaded him to go; rather, he was driven away by Shiratani Shirohito's glare.

Aomo also had no objection to this, after all, it's merely a difference in perspective.

On one hand, he felt he had figured out the club's strength; on the other hand, he had a safe identity lurking in the opponent's position. Naturally, he felt little sense of crisis regarding the Light-Chasers Club's operations. But if you view it from Xizaki Feng's perspective: this is a cunning organization that, from focusing on observation to actually targeting, has spent over half a year without seizing an opportunity, and even now remains at large—even dealing with it can only be done by watching Aomo and the Carrot Heroes handle it.

He probably also didn't know how much wrongdoing had been done over there; the AI goddesses should have statistics but never told him; just that brief ten-minute ramble was enough for Aomo to obtain sufficient information to infer his status and position within the Carrot Heroes organization, as well as the attitudes of the other members, including the three AI goddesses, toward him.

The motive is also easy to understand: simply not wanting to add to his already considerable pressure; but as for whether this approach is good or bad… Aomo declines to comment.

All that can be said is that, when mere words struggle to ease the other's unease, the only thing he can do to 'prove it with action' is the present situation.

——Let him personally do what he is capable of.

Although deceiving and setting traps is something Aomo himself could confidently pull off, this both eases the Duìyou's mental state and saves a workload—why not?

At present he isn't idle with nothing to do; just Shiratani Shirohito's frequent glances make it hard for him to distract himself, and the reason for this is crystal clear.

Rather, as the proposer of this shadow-resistance training, he has no qualification to feign ignorance; he must approach her wavering gaze and apply to her that nose patch whose area has already been reduced.

"How does it feel?"

After applying it, he gently presses with his hand to smooth any possible creases at the edges of the nose patch; this action, no matter from which angle, is unusually intimate, and once labeled as a mental therapy, Aomo can steadfastly carry it out smoothly.

This is the power derived from the trainer's diligent work ethic and the double reinforcement of their work-state switch, which has remained consistent for over a decade!

Even the hearts of frantically trembling fans can be steadied, achieving an unbreakable barrier that no move of a certain scheming little sister can shake.

All day long she just shouts that her brother is being led astray by bad women—though, given that her brother knows his own nature, she's quite open-minded, a true clever girl who constantly tries to take a different path, displaying a different style of playful cuteness.

Whether it works or not, don't worry about it! Ah, just treat people as if they're hanging a dot, trying to maintain a slow increase of the heart-throb gauge!

But in fact, regarding the heart-throb gauge, it's still the senior members of the adult group who tend to brush it a bit more.

Taking the lead is Qianming, who has recently become much more open and whose teasing vigor is at its peak; the Ludaofu Xiangzheng, who has activated Luna mode, is also as strong as a monster, early to prepare for battle, and the persevering Sirius symbol has also not been without results; up to now—Shiratani Shirohito, on the grounds of legitimately 'overcoming psychological obstacles,' has personally had Aomo apply her nose patch!

Indeed, that tiny nose patch actually carries the sense of security that has been desperately avoided for over twenty years; wanting to overcome it is by no means easy.

But she, who proactively raised this point, has in fact taken the most crucial step—and is indeed overcoming another layer of obstacle.

Having Aomo apply the nose patch is essentially a transfer of reassurance; reducing the patch's size itself is a more direct proof of this transfer, and someone is expressing a shift in attitude through this somewhat obscure means, which precisely stems from her position in the student council.

Vice President.

Although long absent, the vice president who mainly enjoys slacking off has also not had little contact with the student council's miscellaneous documents.

The difference lies in whether she is willing to handle them—she often just glances twice and leaves them be, waiting for someone else to do the work while she finds a place to slack off.

She naturally has no interest in those trivial, prime-time, messy love dramas, nor did she ever imagine she would one day become entangled in them; even when her heart wavered upon repeatedly seeing a certain demon's figure, she could still suppress her increasingly ardent feelings, but the room's strange and sundry surroundings kept increasing, making the elder sister's gaze grow ever stranger and worried.

Thus, in the end, the elder sister finally sought her out for a talk.

That talk was not for 'Hey sis, your XP is weirdly hooked!', nor for 'Get a grip! That young man's girlfriend count is about to match the number of horse girls in the team!', but simply——

——Can't you stop holding it in? My little sister can't be this kind of pervert!

The room's surroundings, a bed full of Q-sized and large Q-sized hugging pillows, phone wallpaper and water cards also stuck on—still pretending day-to-day to be just a normal person……

The elder sister really worries that your mind is perverted and twisted. jpg

Frankly speaking, I'm already a bit afraid.

Although Pipa Chen Guang's sister in her eyes has never deliberately shown her emotions, always hiding too many words and accustomed to enduring all pain, over these years persuasion has been ineffective, and to some extent it has become habitual.

As long as she doesn't collapse under pressure, that's all her family asks of her—the minimum requirement.

But… enduring in this place is just too awful, isn't it?!

If you keep holding it in like this, Pipa Chen Guang can't even imagine what kind of madness her sister will descend into after finally breaking the deadlock caused by other horse girls.

The more repressed, the more violent the outbreak; this principle is nothing new to Pipa Chen Guang, who has long been an office worker who serves tea, but compared to such distant matters, what she truly can't bear is witnessing that huge Q-sized doll, capable of taking up half a bed, being hugged into the bedroom by her sister.

No……

Is this custom-made for you?

It surely can't be an ordinary product, right?

Do any of those guys also buy such demon-themed toys, even if they're Q-sized plushes, that are still bristling with spikes?

Pipa Chen Guang had once, for her sister's sake, casually opened that voting website, and now she must reevaluate the fans of the Aomo trainers she initially saw.

Moreover, she can no longer bring herself to pretend she didn't see it.

She must drag her over for a talk!

With that determination, she didn't tell her parents, simply pulling her sister into a twenty-minute conversation.

This time is long, because Shiratani Shirohito in the past would only answer with 'uh,' 'won't,' 'small problem'—responses that are not only brief but basically obedient as well.

It's not perfunctory; she truly can do it.

After all, she is the kind who cares for her family and is good at enduring; always expressing herself in this clumsy way actually, in fact, trains the family members' ability to read her words and expressions—though they don't really want to press her, and only occasionally fail to understand her thoughts.

Thus you can understand why, in Pipa Chen Guang's eyes, a mere twenty minutes feels long.

But the happy thing is that this time, the conversation ultimately ended with an obedient response as well.

Although she still doesn't want to directly reveal something that could very well bother the other party, and no matter what will definitely ruin the current rapport, she agrees to disclose a little of her hobbies and collections, and has resolved to probe an attack in her own way.

Hmm… probing……

Directly sticking nose to nose, calling it a test? You're basically already launching a lightning war!? Giving the sense of security you cherish most into the other's hands to bestow personally—this could be considered some kind of fetish, right?!

Just thinking back to the scene where big sister slapped him with a loud 'pa' on the forehead, the Bai Ren of then and now are no different—both are somewhat at a loss but can't think of another way.

But if we go by big sister's saying, she looks at the trainer's reaction, and still can't completely tell whether this is a good tendency or a bad possibility.

If we say accept, it would be too calm.

If we say reject, then even with the sticking, this premise doesn't exist, right?

It can't be that my own words about overcoming psychological barriers made him take it seriously, completely unaware of another layer of meaning……

It's clearly a possibility I've been hoping for from the start, but if it's really like that……

Still feeling a bit lost.