Chapter 447: NO.30: Who Isn't an Idol These Days!

NO. 30: Who isn't an idol these days!

This place is just as quiet too……

In the empty Teresen Student Council, Aomo's gaze swept over, and then he sighed.

How long Ludaofu Xiangzheng will have to stay with her family, even she herself cannot give a definite conclusion; the only thing she can be certain of is that when the Xiangzheng family truly settles down, even if she doesn't speak up, the Speed Xiangzheng will surely find an excuse to drive her back to Teresen.

After all, that old lady's goal is simply to get Ludaofu back onto the field, and the old person's greatest strength is patience.

Usually Aomo is also patient, but a student council without a council president, looking at it always feels somewhat empty, even giving the illusion that a lot of time has already passed.

At times like this, Aomo hasn't forgotten that a certain Miss Narita is still the vice president of the student council.

Although the truly responsible vice president is that conscientious 'Empress' Miss Qicao…… Having glanced at the desk where she occasionally sits, Aomo strides forward, yet he walks toward Ludaofu's desk, and——

——and then the floor-to-ceiling window that can directly overlook the training field.

In the design philosophy of the horse girl campus, the training field is usually regarded as a core that needs to be emphasized.

Central Teresen is no exception.

Many facilities can monitor the training field's status; the best viewpoint is undoubtedly the chairman's office and the student council, while slightly inferior ones are the rooftops of several college teaching buildings and classroom windows.

A certain newcomer trainer lacks the courage to visit the chairman's office.

Because Miss JunChuan, even if she's busy as a horse, still agreed to his request, helping him cut off the public opinion that would spread from Hongying District.

As a face-fruit ability user of Central Teresen, JunChuan JiangSheng indeed has such connections and energy.

By comparison, Chairman Thus we output: Thus we output: QiuChuan, although it's been a long time… precisely because it's been a long time, there's a great chance of facing that little chairman's topic machine gun……

【A novel app that has run stably for years, comparable to the old version of Chase Worms that everyone uses, the source-switching app huanyuanapp.】

Aomo absolutely dared not open that forbidden gate; after strolling a while in the empty campus, he still ended up here.

Although there is no key to the student council's main gate, someone whose appearance is formed from individual little blocks doesn't care whether there is a key or not.

Of course, we also have to thank the emperor for previously registering the permission……

Pulling over the ergonomic chair beside him, his gaze then naturally fell upon the prompt light screen floating on the desk:

【ranted】

Given the weight of authority and the multitude of responsibilities of the Central Teresen Student Council, it's obvious that the position cannot lack a security protection system.

Like the Donghai Emperor and Maruyama Sukī, who are fine just dropping by for a visit, but if one wants to steal some documents, especially those handling major damaging incidents……

Such things are not without precedent; the result is that this office, which at first glance looks antiquely elegant, hides various modern renovations underneath.

What the students see of the student council is always solemn and splendidly dignified, whereas what unlawful intruders see of the student council is very likely to be, literally, a bronze wall and iron wall.

In Central Teresen, functional rooms with such renovation treatment are few; only the student council, the chairman's office, and the archives room.

Coincidentally, these are all places Aomo has been to.

As technology advances, permissions become ever more important; looking at the characters on the pop‑up window, Aomo couldn't help but recall his reply when contacting the frontier lighthouse:

【Adding a voice‑output reading function? Technically it's fine, but recognition is somewhat difficult.】

【For the database records corresponding to the monster cards, I recommend monster industries like the Light Kingdom or Jetton Nebula Company; however, seeing that you still have some original forms and cards in the news…… how about I give you an AI voice source, and then you add the corresponding card and form names yourself?】

That's also not a problem; this way can also prevent possible accidents, but in the end it turned into his own DIY, and Aomo felt his laziness acting up.

However, there are people in the office who are quite enthusiastic about this.

A certain monster DIY enthusiast, a certain drug DIY enthusiast, and even cyborgs and spiritualists are interested; Aomo hesitated a bit, but still chose to let them be.

Let them go……

Like arguing over form names, or like deciding what AI voice source to use, Aomo really finds it troublesome.

Just as troublesome as facing an ergonomic chair that isn't ergonomic enough.

「……」 Aomo lowered his eyes to look at the student council president's 【throne】, indeed feeling the difference in build and height, even the difference caused by lacking a tail behind his buttocks.

Sitting in this chair with such a distinct personal style, he almost could trigger a side profile.

But he also had no intention of leaving his own style, so this trainer stood up, gazing at the four sweaty figures in the distant field.

Indeed, four of them.

Aomo couldn't help but admit that he and Bai Ren seem to have a similar entanglement.

In their previous interaction, he was hindered by the other's presence and couldn't lead training on the field, while Bai Ren…… although quite strange, seems similarly so.

Realizing this, his expression became somewhat subtle, but mostly he was confused.

Unable to understand why the other would care about his existence.

Upon reflection, he has witnessed the other's training not just once or twice.

This horse girl, who always does her own thing, indeed never cares about others' gazes, walking her own path, which is indeed a quality of a strong person.

But the current situation……

Thinking of the little report Chazuo made, the other is so concerned about his demon persona that even participating in strength training he must be wary of my presence, plus the recent abnormal lack of any mention of racing…… could this be the calm before the storm?

Strength training…… this calm is not lacking as a kind of Zhouri Ningjing.

Thunder accumulates in the calm; perhaps it will unleash a counterstrike at some unguarded moment, after she takes the field, displaying whatever field secret technique she has practiced……

……Something seems off, right?

Other returning seniors always seek out their generation's old rival, but for this lone wolf returnee, the first prey happens to be a trainer who isn't a horse girl?

「Ah……」

Aomo opened his mouth to sigh something, but only emitted a few hollow 'ah' sounds, stacked together like a simulation of some bubble noise.

He deliberately had Miss JunChuan do some PR for him to cut off overseas talk, yet he didn't anticipate the local fuse……

It's not the April Fools' trainer race event… so much time has passed that nobody mentions it anymore.

Nor is it like Nishizaki Yutaka, who together with the horse girls crafted a star trainer persona; there's no need to shape such a hype‑driven character.

From now on, let's pay closer attention to Bai Ren's every move……

If he really wants to run, it's fine, as long as there won't be any more videos randomly spreading.

As for the idol the other party mentioned… it's probably because of the earlier misunderstanding with the bell sound……

Aomo also doesn't find it hard to grasp how keen the horse girl's hearing is—once the bell sounds, the other party has probably already heard it.

That song, as soon as it appeared, shot into the top ten of the weekly song rankings among the transmigrator community; although Aomo hasn't looked into the anime behind it in detail, his simple impression seems somewhat complicated and twisted.

Maybe Bai Ren knows more?

Although he doesn't think Bai Ren would have this kind of hobby……

But he knows the secret of the horse girl, yet not necessarily the secret of the horse girl.

——

【Everyone, quick look! This is Lord Aomo's new battle record!】

【Impudent! How dare you directly call Lord Lindon's name! Unless you post ten photos of Lord Lindon's demon king form from different angles, otherwise you'll be thrown out of the support group.】

【From the villain super-topic, who is Lindon?】

【I declare I'm dropping e-zong's brand and solely supporting Aomo!】

【Report the post above that's stepping on one and lifting another; e-zong is actually the champion from two terms ago, this year just has no new activities for vote‑gathering.】

【Moonlight… turns out you've always been by my side】

【Get five votes to receive the Thunder Killer and King Gala postcards; ten votes earn the badge and colored paper of Demon King Aomo Lindon; fifteen votes get all of the above, plus a bonus photo of Lindon and Red Kai in the Hongying district—send a private screenshot of your vote to claim it.】

【I've commissioned a pure hand‑drawn illustration of Aomo's demon form, with zero AI components—everyone, come take a look……】

A single image of the demon king fusion beast with perfectly suitable angle and form requires more than just capturing it from a video.

Even if that video is from a virtual world, its angle has considerable freedom; adding a few steps could make it a preliminary Ultra‑Dream file—but Narita Bai Ren also hasn't mastered such life skills.

Moreover, the runner in the video is a demon person, not a demon king.

Perhaps asking the older sister who works at an electronic data company could yield more suitable information.

But the lone wolf lady obviously is also a lone wolf in her personal taste attitude.

Her close relationship with the older sister hardly affects her secretly pondering gathering someone's demon person info, then contacting a certain voting site.

【Annual Dark Villain Series Top‑10 Selection

Please vote enthusiastically during the final top‑10 ranking finals!】

At a glance you can see the familiar avatar of the one ranked first—so familiar in its ferocity, so familiar in its majesty; in GIF format the eye sockets blaze with black flame that drifts, the silver spots stare emotionlessly at everything before the screen.

【The reviewer's Demon Moon-Omer. Linton】

The namer is mostly a Jidong person; this consistently flamboyant chuuni naming style fills the ranking list, yet no one objects, and the posts displayed are simply those sorted by popularity and posting time.

And when one opens that avatar, as if scrutinizing oneself through the screen, seeing Narita Bai Ren in the folded content below, one almost holds one's breath.

Those are a bunch of pictures.

There are photos, there are illustrations—cute Q‑versions in a rich cartoon style, as well as thick‑painted illustrations emphasizing tension, and even assorted short comic strips; but the immovable popularity likes on the first page are always photos.

【ThunderKiller】/Thunder Killer

【Pedaon】/Pedanimum Jeton

【KingGala】/King Gala

Except for the Bemzeed/Bemon Jeton (Bemon Stan fused with Jeton) that was briefly used when striking the hundred‑bodied horse‑beast monster Moon‑Chariot symbol in the digital realm.

All the fused beasts, including the demon king fusion beast, are better described as the demon king fusion beast being the sole first listed, towering over the other photos, receiving an independent large‑image treatment, and even being given a title:

【Erlk? h】/Demon King Bephimos

The simplest name, the highest popularity and title, even taking into account Aomo Lindon's native place, yet it's hard to say whether this is the Jidong people's peculiar obsession with the Bedel language.

Narita Bai Ren doesn't know whether Aomo knows these, and even less knows what expression he would have upon seeing them.

But only at that moment did the lone wolf horse girl, who rarely pays attention to fan groups, truly come into contact with an idol‑like atmosphere.

Moreover, she saw the man in first place, who had already far outpaced second place by nearly half the votes.

She gazed at the photo of the person ranked first—a posture that was strange yet carried a hint of familiarity.

Still tall, ferocious, immensely powerful and sharp.

No matter how the scale patterns, horn angles, bodily features, or moon‑shaped chest crystals change, that gaze—like metal—remains dignified, stern, and cold.

Even more so than the oppression on the field back then.

This must truly be Lindon's trainer…?

Not on the field, but on the battlefield—that's where he can truly display his spirit.

Shadows stir, and the heart races wildly.

That figure infinitely approaches the countless dream‑like silhouettes, and boasts countless admirers and followers, leading the vote count with a landslide, almost a landslide escape.

Even before the voting period ends, it has already firmly secured first place.

This makes her unable to resist pressing the download button before the photo.

Looking back……

「Everyone believes and admires, the strongest and invincible idol child~? 」

「No weak points to be seen, hosting the brightest star? 」

It's also a pretty good song.