Chapter 744: NO.113: The demon god's field of view is no better than the goddess's

NO. 113: The demon god's field of view is no better than the goddess's.

Unlike before, when it was so weak as to be barely visible, that little head now appears to Aomo with a very clear appearance—it is exactly a version of Aimu Zhiji's face, differing only in the ear covering.

As everyone knows, the ear coverings of horse girls usually fall into three factions: the double-ear faction, the single-ear faction, and the vacuum faction.

The three horse girls under him are all vacuum faction, not wearing ear coverings, which usually means they have some control over hearing—that is, they may possess a considerable foundation in source energy cultivation.

It also cannot be ruled out that there is a possibility of innate hearing dullness.

But that is also very rare; usually, postnatal medical correction is performed.

In contrast, there is the double-ear faction, like the Great Expansion Sun God, who honestly protects both ears—after all, she likes to be a DJ, and if the volume weren't filtered by specialized ear coverings, she'd be called Teacher Da Ji.

Most horse girls who neglect cultivation and cannot independently restrain their hearing rely on such gear to compensate for their shortcomings.

Of course, some horse girls regard it merely as an ornament, like plain glasses, wearing unprocessed decorative ear coverings.

Aimu Zhiji clearly belongs to the middle single-ear faction.

Although both ears have symmetrical cross-star-shaped ear ornaments, the ear covering is only on the right ear.

It is not some special unilateral invisible transformation; Zhiji's ear covering is indeed just an ornament.

Having said that, this ghostly little sister surely does not need protection.

Manifesting an ear covering the same as her sister's is merely to resemble her sister more closely.

She has indeed succeeded, being almost identical.

Although a full spirit body can easily manifest its form, as Aimu Zhiji's twin sister, Aomo is willing to believe that if she were alive, she would most likely indeed look like this.

Twins' eyebrows and eyes are highly similar, which is hardly surprising, and such twins usually also actively make some outward distinctions so that friends and strangers won't confuse them.

Just like ear coverings facing different directions.

The guardian spirit sister's single-ear covering over the left ear, her face showing a bit of the sister's lacking simplicity and cheerfulness, and her lively voice make her easily distinguishable at a glance.

But… trainer?

Or would it be better to add her name or surname? After all, the little girl has always had the attitude of not needing a trainer.

But proactively bringing this up would rather show oneself being nitpicky, so Aomo remained silent and ultimately did not correct it.

Having cast aside those irrelevant thoughts, and also set aside the topic that made Zhouri Ningjing quite happy but not especially happy, he nodded and opened the door, only to see the brown-haired girl who had already changed into a school uniform casting an embarrassed glance his way.

"Have you contacted Bourbon?" he turned to ask Chazuo.

This is because at a glance he saw that the slightly ill-fitting school uniform belonged to whom.

To avoid suspicion and also for convenience of having a reference, he did not send her to Chestnut East Dormitory, nor to the changing room near the training ground, but directly brought her to the activity room, though this place obviously lacked her spare clothing.

However, correspondingly, there are the spare clothes of three horse girls who are lax in vigilance.

Indeed, it is normal for the activity room to have horse girls' spare clothing, but those are usually locked in the corresponding temporary cabinets.

Where do the temporary cabinets in this activity room come from?

It was originally just an empty classroom, then two horse girls forcibly remodeled it into a laboratory and a clutter storage.

The most secure is the cabinet Suzi uses to store chemicals and experimental results—which is indeed safer and more confidential than the usual temporary cabinets used during activities—but these three horse girls simply did not consider putting their personal clothes inside.

Not only do they not put them in, they often casually hang them on the wall or toss them into cardboard boxes.

This highlights their casualness, and also highlights their complete lack of precaution.

Indeed, putting clothes in Suzi's cabinet feels like irresponsibility toward the clothes, but at least consider your own existence.

Those are, after all, intimate clothing, often the school uniforms just taken off for training.

Aomo often wants to emphasize that you trainers are young males, even with a sense of smell superior to ordinary human standards, but doing so feels like pointing out the naming issue of little sister San—it would only backfire, ruining the previously acceptable interaction pattern.

Children in puberty are at an age when they are curious about everything; seeming uninterested does not necessarily mean they dislike it, and seeming not to dislike does not necessarily mean they like it.

It is more likely because they have never thought about it, never been exposed to it, and no one has ever brought it up to them.

If it were ordinary female students at a regular school, this would naturally be impossible; female high schoolers' topics always encompass everything, from gender consciousness to love topics to experience frequency—indeed, the openness of cherry blossom girls in this world is actually not inferior to that of Bi Ze's hometown.

Except that the proportion of crazy girls is lower.

But this is Trisen.

Trisen is undoubtedly a girls' school, and furthermore, students almost always stay on campus during the school term, with very little opportunity to contact the outside world.

This naturally has its pros and cons; the benefit is that at this age, horse girls' minds are more occupied with running, and with physical and mental labor balanced, they also rarely indulge in idle thoughts.

The drawback is that this environment easily breeds psychological hidden dangers that are hard to detect in time—at the same time, it also makes it easy to become fixated on same-sex attraction.

The most direct evidence is that people like Rudolf and Bai Ren, etc., every Valentine's Day can have their shoe lockers stuffed full of gifts and love letters.

Of course, that digresses; the point is still that contact with the environment is limited.

Especially these three girls under my command, their lifestyles are not very much like those of female high school students.

But once you bring it up—oh dear! —you might be stared at with wary, scrutinizing eyes for a long time, and even become a focal point, later triggering some unexpected strict rules.

So let's just leave it like that… Aomo originally thought of this.

Awareness of the opposite sex can be reminded elsewhere; jumping straight into the topic of intimate clothing is too rushed.

Anyway, it doesn't affect training efficiency or daily interaction; ordinarily Aomo Lindun would just pretend not to notice, but he didn't expect today to bring some convenience.

However, regarding clothing size, although they are all high schoolers, high schoolers' development levels also vary.

Aimu Zhiji's physical development lies between Suzi and Bourbon; after these days of eating and drinking well, she faintly shows a trend of catching up to the latter, whether in height or build.

Only Chazuo's attire needs no consideration.

But Chazuo is also a good kid; he would not impose on others, so after asking this, he indeed received a nodding reply, then walked over to his own small area, took out a normal spare umbrella from there, and handed it to Zhiji:

"If you're in a hurry to go back and take a shower, just use it for now."

Although the visible dirt is on the clothes and pants, the other person's arms initially had obvious mud stains, and when Aomo entered, he was repeatedly scrubbing his hands at Suzi's test bench washbasin.

Aomo seeing this was not at all surprised, after all he knows the other person, like himself, has a slight cleanliness obsession; setting aside the arms, after earnestly completing a run, one would naturally sweat a bit, and perhaps there is also mud he hasn't noticed stuck elsewhere.

Aimu Zhiji probably can't sit still right now.

The activity room is ultimately just a transit station; in the end, one must still return to the dormitory to take a shower and truly change into dry clothing.

But Chazuo clearly had some misunderstanding; upon hearing my words, he was instead a little surprised: "... Eh? Not wait a moment?"

"'Chazuo, classmate Aimu Zhiji has a slight cleanliness obsession.' He directly reminded via telepathy."

"The latter gave a surprised look, immediately wanting to make amends—but she wasn't very articulate; thinking that taking back her previous words would be weird, she hesitated and ended up momentarily speechless."

"Um..."

"Aomo, noticing this, instantly wanted to raise a hand to his forehead; clearly this child, at times, with a few quiet words sees through things as plainly as observing fire, yet in everyday interaction he is so tongue-tied that he often falls silent."

"Alright, I'll use the trainer's lines here!"

"He made up his mind, intending to smooth over this suddenly stalled atmosphere, but then he heard Aimu Zhiji respond with a nasal sound."

"'Mm, wait a moment.'"

"'?' x2."

"'Then... would you like coffee?'"

"For the first time, the plain-spoken black-haired horse girl outpaced the trainer in reaction speed, trotting to the coffee machine with a delighted smile on her face."

"By contrast, the trainer instinctively turned his head to the side, his dark-red pupils, in their black slits, reflecting the lively, bouncing figure."

"And she hasn't been possessed by Sister-san, right?"

"Your grit training isn't over yet, is it?"

"Miss Vega?"