Chapter 733: with translation of chapter title

NO．102: Sirius, when did you arrive?

It has been mentioned that the source of possessiveness in adolescent girls is very free.

Besides the most obvious affection, it can also be approval, reliance, or even a random dispersal of any emotion.

And to reach such a desire, the most common trigger is naturally a change in daily life.

It is a change they are unwilling to accept.

Stable training abruptly halted, the person accustomed there suddenly vanished, the attention that should have been given suddenly drifted away…

What causes that desire to surge like a raging fire is the lack of a sense of security.

"Anxiety" is a natural crux, the benchmark of psychological imbalance, and just as each person's psyche differs——

——the trigger point of possessiveness in adolescent children also has a distinctly personal character.

So, at the moment when Chazuo and Bopang were indifferent.

Being able to intuitively grasp the "Binding" under the Three Goddesses' source energy skill tree—that is, the prerequisite red skill for possessive power, the responsible horse girl, upon the trainer finally arriving at the activity room, puts on a blatantly unhappy, untraining, uncooperative attitude.

That trainer thus had to accept the fact that he faced unwarranted anger twice in a short time.

Then he made that unwarranted perfunctory compromise.

And the concrete manifestation of this perfunctory compromise……

It is the next day's appearance that, in the eyes of many guards of the Xiangzheng family, is hard to conceal an oddity, and also a surprise in the eyes of the guards' future head.

"Lindun trainer, what's this?"

Looking at this metallic-armored guard before him, exuding a horn-like texture, impeccably crafted, over two meters tall, Ludaofu Xiangzheng's surprise, to Aomo, seemed somewhat special.

It was not surprise at the armor itself, but surprise that he himself would be wearing such attire.

Of course, this is not worth being strange.

Although not entirely sure whether the Xiangzheng family's intelligence network has the ability to dig out the true identities of all the anonymous cosplayers from back then.

But he had worn this outfit during the recent campus selection competition, once causing a small stir online.

That stir eventually fizzled out, as if someone had deliberately suppressed it.

At that time, Aomo had considered some candidates, first the AI Three Goddesses, then this student council president.

But perhaps there's no need to separate them so much, after all the functions of the AI Three Goddesses directly align with the student council.

To be frank, exactly which possibility it is isn't really important, after all it's just a past revelation that doesn't matter.

A teenager's cosplay hobby, utterly ordinary and having caused no trouble for anyone (digital: I need to call the police!), is enough for him to nod calmly.

Beneath that cold, hard armor reminiscent of a Showa-era robot lay a low voice with a hint of electric texture:

"The price paid for today's smooth departure."

"Ah, is that Suzi classmate?"

Such a swift response also seems to confirm the speculation about that selection competition.

"Indeed."

"I suppose I've been negligent," Ludaofu said with a candid smile, "borrowing the trainer temporarily like this—of course I should apologize."

"Better not, it would be seen as a provocation."

"Provocation…? That's somewhat hard to understand; could it be that Suzi classmate harbors some admiration for Aomo trainer?"

"That really is rather serious," he said, spreading his stacked-fingered hands; the armor guard's light-emitting eye crystals all tried to look at the ground, avoiding eye contact with others, "although love is indeed irrational, my responsible horse girl is not so prone to having her senses dulled by dopamine as to mistake affection for love."

"Indeed," the student council president tilted his head, his gaze seeming to ponder seriously, and nodded, "Sorry, Aomo trainer, I've been handling a lot of such matters lately, and I've started to become suspicious."

"The teacher-student disqualified romance at the Kanagawa branch?"

"Has Lindun trainer also heard of it?"

"On Umastagram it also ranked as a hot search at its peak, especially since they now have a child, everyone is curious about the final disposition."

"Discipline the trainer, dismiss and publicly criticize him, and have the involved horse girl receive psychological comfort and privacy protection." This topic obviously acts like a switch into work mode; as Ludaofu spoke, he naturally bore a hint of imperial dignity.

"This is the student council's opinion; does Lindun trainer have any different view?"

"Before stating my view, I want to confirm three points; it is said that in that case, the horse girl took the initiative?"

"Yes," the pair of purple eyes calm and serene, "but this is not a matter of initiative versus passivity."

"Of course," the hard, icy face gave a slight nod, "we cannot expect all horse girls to suppress their impulses during adolescence, but trainers are all adults; they ought to respond rationally and maintain proper distance."

"Exactly," the emperor said sternly, "so such negligence should be severely punished, to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys."

"Then there is still one point to confirm," Aomo raised his iron hand, his five fingers spread toward Ludaofu Xiangzheng as if demanding evidence, "I've heard that trainer is just an ordinary human, with no accomplishment in source energy, and hasn't undergone any augmentation or cybernetic surgery—is that right?"

"Indeed, so he also purchased a special insurance package for relatively vulnerable trainers, which includes the monitoring equipment provided by the URA Association."

"Which means there is no possibility of coercion," the armor guard lowered his hand and slightly lifted his head, "but I've also heard his pelvic bone has been broken three times."

"The case files indeed mention this, which falls outside the effective range of that insurance package."

"Frankly, Miss Ludaofu, I don't think any man would risk a shattered pelvis just to engage in sexual relations, especially three times—this somewhat shows it's out of the ordinary."

"But the monitoring equipment provided by the URA Association is sufficiently comprehensive and detailed; if he were truly coerced, he could have reported it from the start." Miss Ludaofu frowned.

"Setting aside both parties' reputations, setting aside any possible entanglements, setting aside all resistance, frankly speaking, did you and the other party just hook up?" The electronic-toned voice remained calm, "Miss Ludaofu, have you considered reporting the Xiangzheng family?"

……

"Why not call in a Detective, or mobilize some forces, and ask that Temporal Official to investigate thoroughly? The longer trainers and horse girls interact, the more complex their feelings become, and once coercion is involved, the entanglement deepens even further."

"Aomo trainer seems quite familiar with this."

"I've seen many," he said, pointing at the weird document.

"The weird document is naturally just fabricated, but art is not necessarily devoid of reality—it can even be harshly violated by reality (x)."

"Aomo does not dismiss this world's possibilities, although he also regrets that such a manifestation could occur."

"After those words, Miss Ludaofu fell silent for a moment, seeming to ponder, yet also to struggle; she unconsciously looked toward the youth who ought to have sharp eyes, but saw only an emotionless iron face and eye crystals that emitted only light."

"Unable even to read expressions, he could not obtain even that standard for gauging attitude."

"... If we follow Aomo trainer's standards, how would we respond to the Association?" she finally asked.

Wanting to create a world where all horse girls could be happy, she also unconsciously favored the horse girl emperor, realizing her own positional bias.

After all, Aomo Trainer's words aren't hard to understand, but she still felt as if seeing flowers through mist, not genuine; even the saying 'the longer a trainer and a horse girl get along, the more complicated their feelings become' sounded like a story to her.

Ludaofu Xiangzheng, even upon retirement, had no trainer who could be described as having 'gotten along for a long time'.

The lyric from 'switchbackstory' about being confused while looking back proved true in just this way, and it happened so quickly.

"The two-person three-legged contract is naturally a clause where both suffer loss; if it's truly a tangle where right and wrong can't be distinguished, then it should be an impartial judgment," the stern, icy iron face replied like that, "but this premise must still be built on the foundation of truly being unable to tell apart, so……"

"First inform the association, then conduct an investigation, and afterward make a judgment based on the case description."

"Indeed, that's all we can do." She sighed.

Upon saying those words, she felt a long-lost sense of ease.

It had been so long that it even felt somewhat unfamiliar.

She could no longer remember the last time she had accepted someone else's advice on a major matter.

In her impression, she always made the decisions herself, whether right or wrong, and she always bore the consequences herself.

The emperor would never bow his head, nor would he seek help from others; even apologizing and saying 'sorry' were words that failed to convey his feelings, the limit of his emotions.

And……

"Thank you very much, Aomo Trainer."

"I should be the one thanked; speaking rashly about a case whose full picture I haven't yet seen, if it were Miss Air Vent, she'd probably have ended the topic in three sentences."

"It's not quite that bad..." Ludaofu Xiangzheng felt that Aomo had some misunderstanding about the air vent.

"Indeed, she wouldn't do that now, but back then she was the type who would unconsciously shout at flowers."

"...... Aomo Trainer actually knows that much about the air vent?"

"The empress's deeds are widely known."

"I say, you two, is it okay for the topic to jump around like this?"

Finally, someone interrupted this lengthy conversation.

That was the Sirius Symbol, whose expression was extremely impatient, even to the point of deserving to be scolded, appearing sometime between the two of them.

Moreover, she raised both arms——

With one hand she pulled Ludaofu Xiangzheng under her shoulder, and with the other she tugged the edge of Aomo's back armor plate close.

In this subtle way the three were drawn close, merely to scold:

"Is it really okay to keep making them stand as punishment?!"

Even though one of them is over two meters tall and, with armor, weighs hundreds of kilograms, pulling them over causes her no strain; the displeasure on her face is directed solely at the two's behavior.

"Sirius, when did you arrive?" Though they were almost embraced in an intimate manner, Ludaofu Xiangzheng remained quite candid, merely feeling puzzled.

"From the time you two were talking about the pelvis," Sirius said wistfully, "I was thinking your topic was so explosive, but afterward I never found a chance to interject."

"Oh, I see. Sorry."

"Don't rush to apologize; your earnestness makes me overlook the focus beside you, which I've actually grown accustomed to—but this guy!" Sirius kicked the sturdy V-patterned iron foot beside her, producing a loud 'clang' sound.

"You actually noticed me, didn't you!" She slapped Aomo's helmet directly, avoiding the sharp edges of the armor, "but you completely ignored me!!"

"I've been waiting for you to join the discussion." A deep, resonant answer came from within the helmet.

"I can't be bothered to participate in this kind of discussion!"

"Then what do you want to say?"

"I have nothing to say!"

"Tsk."

"You clicked your tongue, didn't you! You, this guy, clicked your tongue at me, didn't you!"