Chapter 569

NO．151：Caring for the Mental Health of Abandoned Children

As mentioned before, when facing idols, Aomo is not the type of obsessive fan who would rush up to ask for an autograph.

Just like Ailisuzhi's roommate Ailishuma, he is likewise a rational comrade walking the same d horse girl path.

Miss Ailishuma had once summed up her three iron rules: 'do not touch, do not insist, do not disturb.' Yet when actually facing the horse girl in d, she still couldn't help but put on a reverent deadpan expression, and in concrete communication she would lower her posture somewhat timidly.

And Aomo is undoubtedly her upgraded version in mindset.

He is also more likely to be called the perverted version.

After all, to be frank, he usually stays silent, but in private he gathers a lot of stuff about the other party, even categorizing and combining a lot of information—just hearing about this operation makes others feel creeped out, let alone the person involved.

Not showing it is better; rashly revealing any part could be a reenactment of the first encounter with Ailisuzhi—this is still remarkable given that Ailisuzhi herself, as a horse girl, is extraordinarily bold.

If other horse girls noticed Aomo's research into horse girls, they would likely not confront him directly but instead go to the student council or even Miss Junchen.

Whether he can become a trainer is uncertain, but being labeled a pervert and a suspicious element is certain.

Indeed, observation is his nature, while his habit of restraining emotional expression is an extension of that nature without limits.

The individual named Aomo Lindun, from a young age, knew how to restrain and how to withdraw; through observing other children, he learned to hide his emotions in front of adults to put them at ease, and upon receiving more praise——

——he then came to better use the fruits of his observation to make life go more smoothly.

This is a skill learned later in life, but it prematurely became his innate disposition.

Yet he did not thereby become a perfect, lovable model child; instead, while being marginal among his peers, he also seemed able to chat with anyone.

And the authority to 'discipline other children' was also the responsibility entrusted to him by adults who recognized his talent.

That was not his expectation, but if it could help his grandma and grandpa, a little trouble was no problem; after all, once he learned the social norm of equivalent exchange, he often felt he owed a debt.

He could repay their upbringing and also feedback a sense of mental relief.

Even if those elders later taught him that human relationships aren't solely about interests, he still had his own way of understanding.

Moreover, he consistently emphasized maintaining distance.

One could say that Aomo Lindun has always rejected excessive involvement with others, and the root of all this lies in a sense of unease and doubt.

From childhood he never saw his parents, and even lived in a welfare institute where little demons gathered in various physiological senses, taking the form of a human infant; once he became conscious, he perceived this noisy world amid anxiety.

Since he had no reliance on elders, lacked sufficient trust, and grew accustomed to the fact that in the Demon Realm district's welfare institute he was the only 'person,' he could only watch, via TV and online images, the surface of a world where similar humans gathered and lived.

This unease and doubt gave rise to extreme caution and distance; for anything he felt he might not handle well, he would instinctively reject it, and even the idea of 'interacting with people to build a close relationship' carried a hint of unknown fear.

This unease and doubt stemming from absent parents and age gaps with elders, causing familial fear and rejection, were also projected onto his interactions with peers.

It made him accustomed to marginalization, unwilling to form deep bonds with any peers, while also enjoying the ease of being alone, deliberately ignoring the loneliness of solitary living.

At that time, he was undoubtedly a social phobe.

Yet he was a social phobe who disguised himself so well that he didn't look like one at all.

He could talk to anyone, and even be entrusted by elders with important tasks to look after other children, managing them orderly; to anyone observing, this child would not seem like a social phobe.

But he is undoubtedly a social phobe.

Only his basic curiosity about things would make him cautiously 'turtle-crawl explore'.

Because he undoubtedly expects change, he watches animations and special effects that praise friendship, passion, miracles, as well as love and peace, and from the heart he likes the themes of those works.

But doubt and unease themselves remain rooted in his nature.

Even after being later adopted by Morrison Lindun;

Even if he gradually became accustomed to having an unreliable elder nearby with whom he could vent worries;

Even if he started having friends in middle school whom he could tentatively play games with, and in high school such friends increased, even having a congenial companion like Kailifu with whom he could chat about most of life's worries.

Moreover, there is Bi Ze, the sort of forced‑together troublemaker friend.

His restraint and his withdrawal remain unchanged.

That is the foundation of his personality, a flaw in his nature, yet also where his advantage lies.

His nature is such, but his actions should indeed not be displayed; therefore, no matter which horse girl he faces, he strives to keep inner calm, interacting with the attitude of a trainer who has merely heard of her reputation.

Even when facing the supreme emperor, he still maintains neither humility nor arrogance.

So……

So you need to calm down, Aomo, you can do it! First put down the tray in your hand, then put down the tea set on the tray—you see Texas looking over with suspicion! This isn't something you should do!

But…

But being visited together by mr. c. b. and the Red Sports Car is really cool!

That's the homegrown king beyond common sense! Qianming represents!

That's a red sports car that commands the winds and clouds! Wánshàn sījī!

As for the gray‑haired, purple‑eyed junior high horse girl beside the two… Although she initially seemed like a troublesome presence, she is also equally a child worth looking forward to, right?

In short, in short——!

Gazing into the distance at the three horse girls whom the Emperor had ushered into the reception hall, Aomo lowered his head, looking at his own hand tightly gripping the edge of the tray, tightening it then loosening it, then turned and greeted Dékèsàsī:

「Dékèsàsī, can you help me bring it over? 」

「？」

Everyone saw her, who had once held the tray for Aomo, and then saw him loosen his grip and still ask for her help; she unconsciously bit through the Pocky she was holding and said: 「Sure, but… you… you okay? 」

Whether the ace courier should do that menial office task of serving tea and water…… Such hesitation does not exist for Dékèsàsī; Penguin Logistics is not a Jidong‑type enterprise, lacking such strict emphasis on hierarchical rules and customs, and when the angel is in a good mood, they even bring milk tea to everyone in the office.

As for whether others lose weight or not, whether they want to drink it is another matter.

Dékèsàsī wasn't so overly casual in her generosity, but helping a colleague with a small favor was no big deal; she just subconsciously felt that Aomo's condition was a bit strange, and considering his youthful appearance, it was proof that his body hadn't recovered, so she couldn't help but feel a bit worried.

「No problem, just a bit of feeling. 」

「Feeling? 」

Dékèsàsī couldn't really understand what kind of feeling could make someone hesitate while holding a tray.

When you feel that your will and inner self are flawless, you discover that your childhood self was always prone to exposing desires.

Aomo said, making space in front of the tray for Texas.

"When you feel that your restraint and convergence are both extreme enough, you discover that your teenage self wasn't particularly calm either."

He tidied up the uniform provided by the Great Emperor, said to be the spare uniform of the employee named Baisong from back then, then took another deep breath, preparing to meet the shadow of his teenage aspirations.