Chapter 298: NO．60：Some people rely on work to refresh and change their state

NO. 60: Some people refresh themselves and change their state through work.

Chimei Representative: 【What on earth am I hearing? A scheme where young men and women from the last century pretended to be in a romantic relationship just to care for the elderly at home?】

Moon Ring Snake: 【Even if they were young men and women from the last century, they wouldn't need to worry about this—social welfare and attitudes back then were already sufficiently mature.】

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Chimei Representative: 【Your seriousness in this strange place is as boring as Rudolf's—have you considered doing a parentage test?】

Moon Ring Snake: 【Demons and horse girls? The only thing we have in common now is our human part.】

Chimei Representative: 【Enough already—you don't like dad jokes, do you?】

Moon Ring Snake: 【Of course not, but if you keep drifting off-topic like this, I'll have no choice but to throw in a few dad jokes myself.】

Chimei Representative: 【Hehe, I'm not an air vent—go ahead and vent, I so-called!】

Moon Ring Snake: 【Then I'll go find Miss Rudolf to share a bit of my reserves with her.】

Chimei Representative: 【Don't!】

Chimei Representative: 【It's just about catching your breath, going along with you two—no big deal, no big deal!】

It seems she isn't afraid of dad jokes, but she really doesn't want to hear the ones collected by Miss Rudolf.

Moon Ring Snake: 【Then please ask others to help you as well.】

Chimei Representative: 【?】

Moon Ring Snake: 【Bairen, Pipi Morning Light Miss, Maruzen Miss, Gas Tank Vice President, and others—including the Eastern Sea Emperor—you must surely know them all.】

Chimei Representative: 【Damn it, has my good reputation already been exposed?!】

Moon Ring Snake: 【If it's too troublesome, just send a group message—any further explanations can be blocked by Miss Rudolf.】

Chimei Representative: 【You've been pretending to persuade her to join the competition all this time, and you're still being so polite?】

Moon Ring Snake: 【Right now, the situation is: I've only just started persuading her, and Miss Rudolf will likely become hostile due to her resistance.】

Chimei Representative: 【Still quite lazy, huh.】

Moon Ring Snake: 【I was just stalling anyway—fake progress doesn't need to be fast.】

Chimei Representative: 【You're really just stalling? Think it over before you type again.】

Moon Ring Snake: 【……】

Chimei Representative: 【Everyone also really wants Luna to compete—you don't need to pretend to be pure about it~】

Moon Ring Snake: 【And you—don't you want to compete?】

Chimei Representative: 【…Sigh, our understanding ends here.】

Moon Ring Snake: 【Sorry.】

Chimei Representative: 【There's nothing really to apologize for—at least you didn't say something more direct, right? Like, just ask me directly if I still want to challenge Rudolf.】

Moon Ring Snake: 【……】

Chimei Representative: 【So don't use ellipses anymore—it makes me think back to those days back then.】

Those days back then……

Ou Mo originally never truly touched upon the other person's past in school, but he could sense something subtle by combining his own attitude with these words.

Chimei Representative: 【It's really strange—strange, really. Even though no one did anything wrong, they've become more considerate, more cautious. Even if I try to liven up the mood, they just force a laugh to match mine—completely unnecessary, isn't it?】

Far Eastern people are like this—Ou Mo wanted to say that, but after thinking, he still typed out:

【Indeed】

Chimei Representative: 【Type the correct characters for me!】

Moon Ring Snake: 【If Miss Rudolf truly wishes to step onto the field, are you willing to challenge fate once again?】

Chimei Representative: 【No typos now, but I'm furious! I went ahead and sent a group message—goodbye!】

「……」

"Why are you making that face~ Guinea Pig-kun, is there something wrong with my tea? You haven't even drunk much—you've just been typing away at the terminal?"

After lunch, there was still one hour of break before heading to Tresen Academy for training.

Ou Mo sat on the sofa in the first-floor lobby of the office, leaning his full weight onto it, as if fused with it.

Opposite him sat Ailesuki, wearing her long-sleeved coat.

A long-sleeved white lab coat—her own design, version 0.52 of the victory outfit.

Naturally, this has nothing to do with the official version provided by the URA Association—it's purely a 'technical test.'

Honestly, victory outfits only need you to tell a designer what you want—there's no need to design and plan it yourself—but Ailesuki clearly possesses considerable initiative and hands-on ability.

While saying, 'This is what I want to wear myself—naturally, I need to test it first!' she somehow got hold of a 3D printer and kept clacking away, producing a garment that's actually not very practical.

At best, it only helps as a style reference.

But that's enough, after all—the functionality of victory outfits has always been handled by the Association; the Horse Girls and trainers only decide on the appearance.

However… Ailesuki clearly never discussed this with Ou Mo, otherwise he would have had her trim that slightly extended long sleeve.

He'd probably also throw in a sharp comment, like: 'If you're trying to show off your lazy, shut-in lifestyle by making the sleeves that long, I actually kind of get it.'

But considering this person used to wear a white lab coat on the track and still perform exceptionally, Ou Mo couldn't really object to her long-sleeve design.

It's just hard not to complain about how the Horse Girls' victory outfits turn out.

Ailesuki's fabric is too much, Bourbon's is too little, and the tea seat is just right—but it looks less like running gear and more like something you'd wear to slaughter demons or vampires.

I heard this design concept came from a 'friend'—Ou Mo has reason to suspect that Sunday Tranquility just lazily modified her own victory outfit and dumped it on the tea seat.

Or maybe she's using the tea seat as a meal replacement, watching her little sister run and reminiscing about the past.

Sounds pretty like a youthful, painful literary trope.

This makes Sunday Tranquility want to kick him after hearing it.

How did Yuan Hui Er say that line again? Don't arbitrarily assume or define others' thoughts and behaviors!

As the source trainer taught, you see, there's an unlucky one here who killed the chat by habitually operating it.

He actually also vaguely sensed it, Qianming clearly knew his fan stance, and the 'fan' he often had on his lips wasn't necessarily a habitual joke referring to a public figure, but everyone had always been tiptoeing around the roc spreading its wings without ever piercing it, until today...

Perhaps because of his own past dynamics, or perhaps because the records in the Umastagram fan team were noticed, since Aomo didn't set his past dynamics to invisible, he also prepared himself for being exposed.

He just wanted to delay it a bit, just like when he mentioned to Miss Rudolf being noticed by the speed symbol.

Beating around the bush was unnecessary anyway, and hiding one's head while exposing one's tail was even more something he disliked, but if the relationship between 'fan' and 'push' were clarified early, it would make things delicate; in this regard, Ailisuzhi's roommate Ailishuma probably had quite some research.

A certain trainer is a horse girl who is his own fan, Miss Soaring Eagle perhaps is also deeply troubled by her.

But this is actually also a norm, most people avoid it openly.

Horse girls all go toward the public, the winner's stage also mixes in a large part of idol culture, horse racing itself attracts countless gazes, and trainers also usually don't miss the races and stages of the horse girls they are responsible for.

You aren't even a fan of the horse girl you're responsible for, so you're being a trainer far too rationally.

A bloodless and tearless training machine is also just like this.

But for those already retired, for horse girls with some regrets, meeting fans means possibly bringing up the past... this is obviously a trouble, so to avoid actual psychological resistance, Aomo hopes to delay the unveiling as much as possible.

But he still said it out, following that topic and that atmosphere.

Because he really wanted to get that answer, because he really didn't want to see the so-called regret just continue like that.

But is that really 'regret'?

Perhaps for Qianming, she actually doesn't care at all, it's just that her mentioning it seems annoying?

He could have tried to analyze the other's psychology, but he couldn't believe his own analysis.

When evaluation cannot be fair and objective, even if you have extraordinary spiritual awareness and immerse yourself completely in the profiling state, your understanding is still skewed.

Even utter nonsense.

"Train~er~! You really aren't planning to drink, are you?"

"..."

He was still on the sofa acting like a cosplay sludge monster, while the horse girl opposite already had twelve ten-thousandths of dissatisfaction.

Gazing at the trainer who had rare ly brewed him a cup of black tea but didn't appreciate it, Ailisuzhi drew out her tone between coquettishness and resentment.

He couldn't help but sigh again at how unfathomable women's thoughts are, while he is merely a rash and ignorant young man.

Young people only have a surge of impulse, despite being thoughtless, they also dare to step forward, and also have more chances to make up for rashness.

Thinking of this, he sat up straight, picked up the cup of black tea and drank it all in one go.

Still warm, the mouthfeel and taste were both good, but the result of gulping it down could only be savoring the aftertaste, and it certainly wasn't the treatment black tea deserved, so Ailisuzhi was completely stunned, staring at his sudden action.

And she saw the black mist emanating from his body in the next second.

"It's a new side effect..." Aomo looked at his hands, confirmed they weren't demonized, just sighed flatly, then stood up and turned back.

"Eh eh eh! You're just leaving like that?!" Suzi still wanted to observe more, observe the experimental results, this time it's the medicine that enhances cellular vitality.

And the trainer's state is also strange, just now he was full of sorrow, now he seems to have cheered up his spirit.

Doesn't the stuff added to the black tea have this effect?

Although enhancing cellular vitality really might affect hormone components, that possibility is also too low.

But the trainer also completely doesn't intend to stay, his steps haven't stopped as he's already walking toward the stairwell.

"Need to go back to the room to handle some things, excuse me first."

He said, and indeed his steps were quick, two steps made three as he ran up the stairs, rushing into his own room.

Then he scanned the room's network tools placed on a small part, finally selecting the Super Dream helmet for deep intrusion into network chat rooms.

【System reminder: You received a chat room invitation, inviter: Yuechi

Accept?】

Yes, it's this one.

The demon captured in real condition, his whole body permeated with black mist, was subtly gazed at by the witch beast beside him, with that sharp fingertip hovering before the pop-up window, he tapped the 'yes' choice.

No matter how Qianming's side will be afterward, this side's affairs must continue to be completed.

This is also his means to let himself escape the ignorant and rash state.