Chapter 75: My Alien Alarm Went Off, I'm Not Facing It!

West District of Jiemen Area, Central Tressen University——No vacation!!

Among the series of special cases that make most students grit their teeth, "being able to see other students enjoying their holidays while I still have to attend class" is also one of them.

Indeed, the Jidong Derby is imminent; as the second leg of the classic Triple Crown, it is striking enough to attract the gazes of countless horse girls.

Especially for those horse girls who have already won the first leg of the classic Triple Crown, the Gaoyue Prize, they hold twelvefold anticipation for its upcoming performance, and even feel that sharing the same bench and school, training on the same field with such a double-crown contender brings them honor as well.

——But that has nothing to do with us middle-school and college department members!

The horse girls in the middle-school department have not yet reached their debut race, or even the campus tryouts, while most members of the college department have already completed the Triple Crown that is essential to their careers.

They will all be in place on race day, personally witnessing the demeanor of the victors and vanquished of that middle-distance race that fulfills their dreams, but before then they cannot disturb the competitors' training, making the whole affair feel devoid of participation.

Or it's just honest studying, running, swimming, playing chess, and the like—training or cultivating oneself.

Even before witnessing others' paths to their dreams, we still have to attend class like being imprisoned!

How cruel!

Even in the high-school department, there are horse girls with no races this period who find the days hard to endure, truly lacking the heart to attend class.

Thus they either peek at their phones under the desk or glance out the window, and one of them spotted a stranger walking alongside Miss JiangSheng at a glance.

Because he wore a fisherman's hat and the angle was odd, making him hard to see clearly, all that could be seen was his slender figure and a briefcase that clashed with the summer attire.

But after staring for nearly a minute, she still caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar side profile.

"Twin turbo, twin turbo! Twin——turbo——wheel——" "Ah... ah! Yes!" "Stand at the door as punishment!"

"......" The minute of wandering thoughts was still too long; the blue-haired little horse girl caught by the teacher stepped forward with stiff steps amid classmates' good-natured laughter, walking to the door to stand as punishment.

She simply stood there honestly for three seconds.

Three seconds later she immediately pulled out her phone and logged into Umaline.

【Breaking news! Breaking news! Turbine saw Miss JiangSheng together with an unknown guy!?】

"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Miss JunChuan."

"It's fine; rather, Mr. Lindon's changing speed is surprisingly fast, and of course it's also unexpected that you brought spare clothing."

Although noticing that someone in the passing teaching building was staring this way, it seemed inevitable that Aomo feigned ignorance, following the secretary's lead while walking and chatting.

"After all, showing up in riding gear isn't great, especially when meeting a noble," compared to his outfit ten minutes ago, Aomo's current attire, while still not formal, is at least less flamboyant; "as for changing speed, it can be said to stem from past odd-job work."

"Like the big bear plush at the mall entrance." Aomo smiled, his smile somewhat helpless.

In fact he also wanted to be more formal, like putting on a proper suit, but such attire requires tailoring; otherwise being loose and baggy becomes a demerit, and considering the chairman's unrestrained personality, he felt that wearing casual clothes was closer to optimal.

However, his smile in the secretary's eyes resembled the hardships of past work-study.

Even before, JunChuan JiangSheng, who felt this student had his own difficulties, realized she had misspoken and apologized.

"It's fine; I've heard that Miss JunChuan not only handles administrative work but also manages announcements and serves as a conduit for the chairman's words, among other extensive duties. Having to guide me amid such busyness is truly troublesome."

After Aomo spoke, he met her surprise-filled green eyes and blinked.

Taking advantage of the lingering youthfulness on his face, he could still show a bit of playfulness rarely seen usually.

When there are no aliens around, he is still willing to be more cheerful.

"Thinking that I might become a future job position, I naturally do some preparation, with no intention to offend."

"You're too modest; having received many trainees, I can say your score so far is quite impressive," JunChuan JiangSheng said, glancing at Aomo's shoes—a pair of black hiking boots—"and your speed is also not bad."

"It's just due to recent strange encounters." Aomo smiled helplessly, omitting the latter half of what he wanted to say.

"Moreover, I still can't compare to you."

He could tell that JunChuan JiangSheng had indeed once been a horse girl; even though her attire hides the special tail and ears, her legs still unconsciously allocate steps and adjust stride count.

This lets her, even without frequent visual movement, still reach the pace at which Aomo needs to actively speed up.

Moreover, even when he actively speeds up, she consistently maintains a slightly ahead distance, occasionally slowing her pace on purpose to wait for him.

Not wanting to turn the scene into racewalking or a sprint, Aomo canceled the continued acceleration process, merely needing to be more confident in his earlier conjecture.

And JunChuan JiangSheng, recalling the incident in Heaven's Gate City upon seeing his another helpless smile, wryly said, "I seem to have misspoken again."

Given her years of social experience, she felt that frequently stepping on landmines to this extent indicated some problem, almost making her doubt whether her mindset was off or she hadn't rested enough.

As for Aomo, however, his feeling was different.

He marveled that no one had disturbed him along the way.

He hadn't expected that after the Central Tressen Academy rang the class bell, it would truly resemble a normal school: those who should be in class were in class, those who should be on the field were on the field, the corridors saw hardly anyone, and occasionally a few adults passing by would simply greet the two of them.

Naturally, this mainly concerned Miss JunChuan, with Aomo merely tagging along.

Because the three goddesses who first transmigrated had already established a school in their homeland Japan, upon coming here they simply replicated an early startup process.

Thus the atmosphere here is very Jidong, and even the horse girls who inherit the souls and names of otherworldly racehorses are mostly Jidong horses.

A vague sense of some goddess's favoritism could be felt.

"It's fine, not worth mentioning, and no need to worry."

"That encounter actually gave me much gain; if I truly had the chance to work at this academy, I might even have the opportunity to reveal everything to you one by one."

Upon reaching the stairs, the inexplicable racewalking state naturally broke, allowing Aomo to walk side by side with her, carrying that briefcase which JunChuan JiangSheng had been especially concerned about from the start—how much stuff was inside.

After all, she had personally seen Aomo pull out a set of everyday clothes and a hat from it, then say that riding gear and a helmet were also stuffed inside.

Stacked riding uniforms aside, could a motorcycle helmet even fit in there?

Regarding such an item involving spatial storage technology, JunChuan JiangSheng could only remark that it was no surprise coming from someone engaged in mercenary work,

"Well then, I wish you success, hoping the chairman won't make things difficult for you."

By this point, JunChuan JiangSheng no longer needed to conceal her noble identity; indeed, ever since Aomo said he had done some preparation, the 'anonymous' handling was already unnecessary.

What's more, during this conversation they had already reached the floor where the chairman's office is located.

"I will bear your auspicious words."

Glancing at JunChuan JiangSheng, who seemed not intending to accompany the visit, Aomo stepped forward, took a deep breath, and looked at the imposing classical redwood door before him.

He raised his hand and knocked lightly.

Then, suddenly a light shout rang out:

"We await!"

Just now I still thought it was the classical door that opened simultaneously with that shout, accompanied by a faint sound of mechanisms turning, and Aomo's vision suddenly cleared, allowing him to see the petite lady on the desk ahead.

She was indeed on the desk.

She stood directly on it, aiming a folded paper fan at Aomo:

"Welcome to Telesen Academy! Jiangsheng! Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and come in!"

"... Yes!"

Although after a moment of silence he gave a response that could barely be called spirited, Aomo still clearly saw a deep fatigue flash across Miss Junchuan's face.

"Oh no! Such a familiar expression......"

Aomo's heart jolted, and he suddenly realized something.

The reason she didn't come in didn't seem to be out of respect.