Chapter 1965: NO.585：Not a single word was wrong

NO. 585：Not a single word was wrong

Each person's different thinking patterns, stemming from their distinct living environments and personal circumstances, will also determine their responses in situations requiring reading comprehension.

Thus, when faced with Aomo Lindun's three sentences spoken in that serious tone, the eight horse girls obviously failed to reach a consensus in their views.

Just look at their expressions and you'll know.

Although everyone's acting skills are solid, and even those who haven't invested much still have talent—like consistently having a cold demeanor, being quiet and few words, also like being nearly instinctively expressionless, and some can simply adopt a calm appearance to impose great pressure, thereby raising the observation threshold.

But—

Their trainer is not an amateur.

Observation can truly be called a family skill, it is also the foundation of a magic person's livelihood, and it will also increase in precision as familiarity grows.

Indeed, this is very abnormal.

Because the feat of spending all day hunting geese only to have one's eyes pecked by geese is commonplace, and even the ironic incidents of secret professions like spies and agents failing due to friends and family are frequent. The phenomenon where the closer one is, the more accurate the judgment, should be built upon one-sided affection, but the so-called 'should' and the so-called 'usual' ought not apply to those who are constantly growing and improving.

Even if they often appear fatigued, they have never ceased self-reflection, never ceased thinking and reviewing, as if their stamina limit were constantly rising; the magic person can be said to be evolving every day.

But having said that, this group of horse girls is currently lowering the difficulty for themselves.

Putting aside other matters, just the extent of the sudden blushing of Aimu Zhiji and Chengtian BaiRen is something anyone can see as a problem, clearly heading in an inappropriate-for-minors direction.

But this isn't their fault.

After all, the straightforward presentation of Aomo's words is exactly that meaning.

Not to mention those two, even Tianlangxing appears unable to keep composure, instinctively glancing toward Ludaofu and several times hastily assessing Aomo's gaze, which is inevitably flustered; compared to those two, they differ only by a similarly obvious blush.

Should we say that's all for these three, or are they just that prone to go astray in thoughts concerning themselves?

Regarding this issue, Aomo temporarily set it aside, diverted his attention slightly, and turned toward the girls who were indeed focusing on another meaning of the words.

Ludaofu Xiangzheng, Qianming the representative, Ailisuzhi, Manchester Tea Seat.

If one were to say that Aomo had no prior expectation before speaking, that would be impossible. For the possible waves his words might stir, he would naturally simulate and consider them, because he is that kind of person—whenever he has a chance to grasp the situation, he will spare no effort.

It's impossible for the problem setter not to want to know how people would respond to his own question, so it's undeniable that his words also indeed contain literal ambiguity.

Or perhaps it cannot be called ambiguity.

When he presents those few sentences for the eight to test reading comprehension, the fact is that any interpretation counts as the correct answer.

He can acknowledge all of them at once while also shaping them into the facts he hopes they will accept.

So his gaze will naturally turn toward those four who constantly have many thoughts, far more than ordinary people.

He believes that among his eight subordinates, although some may be blinded by a single leaf, there will also be those who understand from as many fields as possible, even to the point of seeing everything.

"Should I emphasize that I will prioritize them like this?"

The first is exactly what the brown-haired horse girl with arms crossed said, and while she spoke, the dark red behind her light grille also expressed the same dissatisfaction as usual.

Ailisuzhi is always like that.

Whether it's her sensitivity to others getting involved with the people and things she values, or the possessiveness that follows that sensitivity, these are the reasons she often feels dissatisfied in her daily interactions with Aomo; if it were someone else, they might not be able to tolerate it, but Aomo doesn't mind, given that he has grown quickly and long since become accustomed from his initially poor coping style.

It really feels like raising a cat, to be frank.

There's a docile black cat like Chazuo, and also a brown cat like Suzi that easily huffs; after figuring out their temperaments, it's all the same.

So he answered with unusual calm:

"Not just that."

"Who comes first?" Ludaofu Xiangzheng suddenly asked, "Or is it another kind of three-six-nine ranking?"

"It should be said to be emotional grading, this is a difference between the beginning and the end." Aomo's answer was quite academic, and it made the three who had been stunned since Suzi spoke stare even more blankly.

This forced standoff will likely be prolonged, after all, although those three's information-processing ability is not bad either, they still can't help but feel a bit inadequate before this divine-person conversation.

"That doesn't sound like it would mean reform, then," and the horse girl who proved herself still free on the Dream Cup would seamlessly continue, then again look doubtfully at Aomo and ask, "Will it change?"

"It couldn't possibly be worse than the association." Aomo replied.

"Well then, that's settled~ I don't think we'll have any problems here," Qianming stretched lazily, feeling that talking like this was really tiring, "and moreover, none of us likes a big escape… uh…"

She said this, and her gaze involuntarily turned to the most silent chestnut-red-haired horse girl, who also lacked any change in expression.

If we're talking about a genuine escape horse, there is indeed one in the Ophiuchus Team.

And at this moment she also displays a calmness indistinguishable from that of the Manchester Tea Seat.

Her composure gives off a strong sense of presence, and naturally becomes the focus of everyone's gaze.

In this situation and setting, plus that atmosphere, they all give the feeling that this girl might be holding back something big, a tense anticipation.

However, before Beautiful Bay Beside the Waves could react amid the gazes of all, a certain chasing horse stepped forward:

"Eh? Can I go to my older brother's house?"

"?" x8

Such a lively tone, paired with a familiar timbre, becomes a kind of unconscious strangeness, and then immediately Aomo and Chazuo regain their composure:

"At a time like this, please return the lead to the older sister."

"Younger sister… don't cause trouble."

"I have caused trouble! The older sister just thinks I also have the right to speak!"

?

"What right do you have? No, what sound are you making?"

"This kind of contemptuous gaze is really awful! I'm also a horse girl rescued by Trainer-san! Moreover, I and my older sister have always been on the same side!"

"Haah…" Tianlangxing sighed and rubbed his forehead, "Things are getting more and more messed up."

How should we evaluate this situation where a female ghost has also barged in? Is it just child's play? Or is it again Aimu Zhiji forcing herself to endure shame and pull off a trick?

After seeing this happen a few times in the past, just because no one has ever exposed it doesn't mean it can always continue to work, right?

"Lu:" "Um, younger sister, please calm down first…"

"That Ludaofu guy, he actually still plans to speak gently? Tianlangxing, who felt that this was the moment to throw a heavy punch, was about to speak when he heard the other party's resounding sentence:"

If you don't say it, I will; if you don't go, we will! My sister and I both want to stay overnight at brother's house! And we already notified Mom and Dad beforehand!

"……"

"Sorry to bother you, but how were you notified?"

"Although Mr. Aomo Lindun's mouth twitched, he still retained his ability to think and speak, unlike a certain Sirius who had already crashed."

"But it's hard to say whether the crash was due to this remark or because a little girl outdid him."

"Just going to stay overnight at Trainer Sang's!" Aimu Zhiji said righteously.

"Right after, Sister Sang said: 'These exact words, Dad and Mom agreed directly! Didn't Bourbon sister also seek permission the same way!'"

"？"xN

"The shift in vision was like a collective turn in a sunflower field; this sudden confusion in the Saichang situation was enough to baffle even the veterans."

"But are there really any veterans here?"

"Aomo didn't see any."

"The only person with rich combat experience who still couldn't be called a veteran glanced around and saw only some armchair strategists whose age equaled their single years."

"At most they had some sporadic, borderline experience; under the impact of a true expert's words, they had no rhythm at all, which could be called the strongest Red Gate Technique."

"By contrast, a truly mature and steady man spoke up: '…Wait a moment, let me contact my uncle and aunt.'"

"'Eh?' Sister Sang pouted, really knowing how to use her sister's cuteness."

"I think they misunderstood the notification about you, and Bourbon's parents too."

"【……】 Bourbon remained silent, just drooping her ears slightly, then was hugged sideways by Sister Sang who had moved closer."

"'It's fine.' she whispered."

"This remark drew glances from everyone, including Aomo, each look strange, then they turned to Aomo, who had shifted his gaze and was now answering the phone:"

"'Hello, is that Uncle? Yes, it's me. Sorry to bother you; you should also realize I'm here to confirm… uh, eh… okay, ah…? That's natural, not… uh…'"

"Under the multitude of strange gazes, Aomo rarely raised a hand to scratch his thick-haired head, then glanced at the giggling Sister Sang and Bourbon, and dialed another number."

"'Hello, sorry to bother you, big bro, uh, it's me, I want to confirm something… ah…? This really needs caution; you should also know she's merely… ah, I know the Jidong area's culture, but… no, absolutely not, she's charming, but…'"

"Busy tone."

"It should be a busy tone."

"Any horse girl could guess the situation from the trainer's twitching brow, but what's harder to forget is how the other side clearly kept being interrupted and talked over, completely on the back foot."

"That helpless expression could even be said to be the first time some horse girls had seen it; while they couldn't help curling the corners of their mouths, they also looked at those two girls—who ought to have been unnoticeable and harmless—with bewildered eyes."

"Yet at that moment they became like a disruptive horse, stirring the whole pool by themselves, leaving everyone unsure what pace to run at."

"'Trainer…'"

"Suddenly, the Manchester Chazuo, who had been holding her phone for who-knows-how-long, called out."

"'Hmm?' Aomo, who still wasn't good at dealing with that enthusiastic, bold, stubborn elder, lowered his hand pinching the bridge of his nose and said, 'You say.'"

"'I want to go too.' she put down her phone."

"And Aomo lowered his hand pinching the bridge of his nose."

"'Isn't this impulsive?' he gazed at the golden eyes of the docile black cat, which clearly also showed a lack of fluctuation in demeanor and gaze, yet let him catch a hint of playful slyness."

"As if wearing a faint bad smile."

"Is it an illusion?"

"'Aomo!' Suddenly, the Sirius to the upper right also shouted."

"'Huh? I'm going too!'"

"She said this while gripping her anti-peeking phone; her bold demeanor resembled the Sirius that always charged ahead in the past."

"Do you even charge the front line in a place like this?"

"And moreover…"

"He glanced at Sirius's hand, then looked at the still-composed Chazuo."

"Looks like it's not an illusion."

"'If that's the case…'"

"'Not welcome?' someone frowned."

"'Welcome.'"

"Aomo faced the leading horse girl wordlessly: 'No matter what, the conversation isn't over yet; there's still more…'"

"'No, there's no need to say anything here!'"

"Qianming's representative likewise lowered the phone they had picked up at some point, and their expression matched the deliberately stern faces of Bai Ren and Rudolf."

"She said."

"'We're all going!!'"

"——"

"'Welcome back…'"

"At the Lindun office's small side entrance, Shinjo Akari, smiling like a flower, had just opened the door when she saw Aomo's slightly helpless smile and, behind him, a troupe of horse girls mostly blocked from view but still showing some hems or even ponytails."

"That smile turned even more 'brilliant' as she looked toward Horuhaiya leaning by the door."

"'How did I put it again?' Horuhaiya said with a faint smile."

"'Our Rainbow Snake Excellency is really bold.'"

"(End of chapter)"