Chapter 673: with translation of chapter title

NO. 42: I found it!

No matter how you say it, a high school student and a middle school student are still minors.

In the employment sector, they are undoubtedly child labor, not recognized by law, and even more so a group that needs legal protection.

Therefore, it is merely to assist with the on-site survey under the nominal role of Aomo's helper.

And they also have to be sent back to school before the official dismissal, so they can normally keep their dinner appointment with other friends, then return to the dormitory to interact with roommates for evening activities—this is the usual routine of student life.

Indeed, before knowing Aomo, setting aside the fact that Xiao Lin Li Qi actually had excellent social skills, Ailisuzhi was a lone wolf who did her own thing—her class, training, and mealtime were completely free, and her roommate ailishuma was often not seen for most of the day.

Occasionally being able to see Ailisuzhi refreshed on the opposite bed would make one feel nervous and apprehensive, first showing respect then making a request.

Setting aside Ailisuzhi's roommate's weird and extreme way of speaking, her rigid, old-fashioned attitude as a training instructor is actually what makes her keep in sync with most children nowadays.

This inevitably leads her to 'accuse' the friends at the dinner table.

This kind of pathological control desire of elders over juniors, and then Chazuo, with a blank expression, pulls out the phone, startling her into rushing over, almost overturning the soup bowl.

Thanks to Meipu Bopang and Rongjin Shanyao's quick eyes and hands steadying things, but they also similarly invite the laughter of Yuzhao Shizi and the disdainful gaze of Aimu Zhiji.

And Zhenjiling's interested gaze.

Only Narita Road and the Desert Hero would show such warm concern, making Ailisuzhi deeply sigh that she lacks such warm, kind (easily deceived) guinea pigs around her.

Hmm… Chiji Jun doesn't count.

And this also made another rare tablemate, Xiao Lin Li Qi, in astonishment, get to know the rumored seniors anew.

And there are the first-year juniors whose rumors have just begun, the New Cosmos classmates.

It's not unlegendary, making Xiao Lin Li Qi even more excited and enthusiastic—selling feng shui to them!

Unfortunately, seated next to her is New Cosmos.

The two are evenly matched, one saying 'Lu Feng Sha', the other saying 'Sphilar'; hearing this, Yuzhao Shizi beside them rolls her eyes, and very cautiously taps her phone to ask Bopang: 'What secret code are they signaling?'

Bopang likewise had nothing to say about this.

Although called a cyber horse girl, to her the fields of feng shui and extraterrestrials still seem profound.

Aimu Zhiji, however, kept staring at New Cosmos, also thinking that as a split entity, the main body is still asleep, so she always felt her work wasn't done, and then realized that the person she needed to assist in her work had never appeared.

"U… Where is Aomo trainer?" she asked to the side, where someone was tapping their phone, seemingly directly contacting the campus café to order delivery, Chazuo.

This also made Zhenjiling glance at her, still remembering that in front of her brother, the other person still had a cold face and called 'Lindun trainer'.

But it's really being looked down on that they didn't even come to ask me.

Unaware of what the gray-haired little girl beside her was thinking, Aimu Zhiji naturally asked that guy's subordinate horse girl.

Although compared to Ailisuzhi, who seems to have some opinion of me, as a classmate Chazuo and Bopang, whom I once chatted with in the cooking room, are quite suitable to ask, but she also noticed that the Miyu classmate beside Bopang seemed somewhat socially anxious.

Since sitting down, she hardly interacts with others, mostly chatting with Bopang with downcast eyes, like a nervous, wary little animal.

Looking at her like that, I feel that if I join the conversation, she'll probably shrink back immediately… inexplicably, Aimu Zhiji has such a premonition.

Setting that aside, she cares more about where Umastar went—clearly today he said he wanted to reward those four's hard work, voluntarily gathering everyone for this big meal.

The scale was so big it looked like someone's birthday or a championship win, so even others in the cafeteria kept glancing over.

As a result, he, the initiator and contact of the gathering, didn't show up, and no one knows where he went.

Could it be that he went straight home after school let out in the afternoon?

Wasn't it said that Chazuo and Bopang classmates would also continue training at night?

"If it's him, we need to go pick up Qian." Chazuo classmate answered her doubt.

In his usual flat, low tone, it gave her a new doubt.

"Qian?"

She was momentarily stunned, unable to think which horse girl is called that name.

But she also knows she really doesn't pay much attention to other horse girls, just like Miyu in Torensen is also quite famous as a 'problem student', yet she still has to guess that person's personality.

The same goes for Xiao Lin Li Qi, whose nickname as a feng shui salesman has almost spread throughout the junior high, with signs of reaching the high school as well, yet Aimu Zhiji still doesn't know.

If changed to Da Tuo Taiyang Shen, one could recognize it at once; it can only be said that Miss Zhiji usually pays no attention to these at all.

"Qian, Xin Tiao Qian, my older brother works at the office, oh, before this we were good online friends, and she is a female high school student," at this moment the information was broadcast by the previously quiet Zhenjiling, facing Chazuo's silent gaze, she sighed with some trouble: "He literally lives in his office, really, he wouldn't not charge rent, would he?"

"Is that the problem? Ask, isn't the problem that he's cohabiting with a female student?!" Aimu Zhiji was shocked, faced with the open-minded views of her classmates and roommates.

Such a big deal, yet they act as if it's no big deal—although this era's male-female relations are indeed open, it's not that open, right?

"He's only 19, right!" It's rare to see her react this strongly; although her voice didn't get much louder, her expression visibly fluctuated: "How old is the other party then? 16? 17?"

"17," Chazuo replied softly, still calm, "but the trainer…… is very reliable."

"Exactly, only this point, Karen also believes—my older brother is unlike other guys his age in this regard alone; even acknowledging Karen's cuteness doesn't make his face flush or his heart race, like an old man."

"And now he's still a kind old man."

She looks quite downcast… Aimu Zhiji glances subtly at her sighing roommate.

Moreover, she recalled that the other had once chatted with her about Umastar's past, and then recalled that she had mentioned to her the sudden appearance of an older brother… she then suddenly understood, enlightened, could it be……

"Actually…"

Before she could finish thinking that, she heard Chazuo speak again.

"Actually…… the trainer hasn't paid her wages…" Chazuo said in a subtle tone, revealing the fact that the trainer seems to be withholding wages, "but…… maybe it will be paid today."

"Huh?"

——

"This is your wages."

"?"

But when Aomo placed a stack of bills in Xin Tiao Qian's hand, naturally he would reap her doubtful gaze.

"What's with that expression? Do you think my office doesn't pay wages?"

Aomo replied somewhat speechlessly: "The office's wage distribution is based on actual business; this time your monster data reference was very helpful, and I allocated according to the salary ratio provided by Miss Adel."

I originally wanted to scrape electronic money, but I figured female high school students often treat their wallets as a kind of accessory showing off themselves, and paper money might let that accessory be displayed more fully.

That doesn't matter, I just think the way you just slapped money, Xiao She, looks like those middle-aged uncles rumored to seek JK for compensated dating.

Why don't you listen to what you're saying?

Although I had already heard from Bi Ze earlier about the bizarre realities of Japanese high school girls, hearing him say that word still left Aomo speechless, thinking that Uma Musume probably wouldn't be like that—then I recalled Da Tuo teacher's kind of casual, exaggerated gal personality.

It's also not easy to say.

Hehehe, Xiao She, are you shy?

You're the middle-aged uncle, aren't you?

So Xiao She is a JK, huh?

Enough already... Aomo rubbed his forehead and sighed, having just aligned the secret key in his hand with the device interface to open it, and now he even yanked the lever down forcefully.

Hei'an circular monster power converter, short for Aomo's Hei'an little card pool.

Normally you can put scrap cards in as a friendship pool to draw, but once you insert actual power or monster materials, it becomes a directed UP pool.

And at this very moment, what he drew was the pay-to-win locked guaranteed-output card pool (x).

In the midst of the device trembling with flashing red light and billowing black smoke, a cyan light capable of breaking through both emanated from within, flowing along the energy conversion channel and finally gathering at the front bearing interface.

A card that had never collapsed flew to his fingertips in response to Aomo's sensing.

The majestic nine-headed dragon, whose title and name could only be written in small artistic script.

The power of earth and water veins, which is none other than the embodiment of feng shui, now gathered in his hand.

This, too, was the wages he begged from an employer carrying a battered face.

Very legal.