Chapter 91

Trading items for personal favors.

Watching over a Triple Crown horse girl during her free time, so that when I'm occasionally away, those two girls can keep training as usual.

It felt as happy as having found an auto-battle script.

And won't be banned.

To stay in touch, I friended that lone wolf horse girl, and a few minutes after we said goodbye, Aomo received thanks from that trainer—words especially formal, and even planning to give me some materials compiled for new trainers.

I didn't expect such a thing; presumably seniors have the habit of educating newcomers, so he didn't decline.

As for now, Aomo stood at the gym exit, watching the few horse girls returning to the dormitory, thought a moment, and didn't return to the lab.

After all, his partner there still somewhat dislikes him for now.

He had wanted to go find Dalilah Arabian to report, but after climbing the back mountain again, he saw no torii or shrine, only a wasteland.

It overflows with excessive desolation; only the view of the distant cityscape and the openness of Heaven's Gate City is worth lingering for.

This place can also be considered a decent viewpoint, though it feels somewhat detached.

If not for the friend account of Narita Hakujin still in his phone, Aomo would think his meeting with Dalilah Arabian was just a dream.

Temporarily busy or just don't want to see me?

Aomo, thinking thus, accepted it readily, and after not staying long, he went down the mountain path.

He could anticipate being busy later this afternoon, so he didn't think of leaving Trinity; although he could stroll around Trinity more, he still decided to go out for a walk.

The reason is simple: he just wants some peace and quiet.

One in charge, one acting, he built a friendship bridge for the acting person, and found a Triple Crown horse girl's assistant for both—this is what Aomo did in just four hours at this school.

The schedule was packed full; at a glance, everything in sight were horse girls, even the guards had horse ears and tails.

It felt like arriving at an alternate world where only horse girls exist; even speech and behavior needed slight adjustment, and to adapt to the new workplace he also made considerable effort.

And thus he felt utterly exhausted.

Interacting with people is indeed troublesome; it's easier to observe as an outsider.

But running to David, Bi Ze, and Kailifu to complain wouldn't be his style, and moreover the latter two would definitely flaunt their vacation back at him.

Right, it's clearly summer vacation...

Aomo fell silent as if he'd realized the sorrow of a corporate slave.

Only by imagining that on the road he had occasionally seen a few people who looked human, even some trainers with prosthetic features occasionally passing by and greeting him, could he at least realize this is still the border zone, not some horse girl dungeon.

By the way, the guards are both male and female, so it can be confirmed they're not all horse girls.

Those who came over through crossing already have similar traits to horse girls, so many races share the 'horse girl' appellation.

Like Koulanta, or beastfolk types.

Those 'horse girls' who came over too early, after spreading across this land, are now hard to distinguish.

Only the race column on identification can confirm it.

And they naturally excel at running due to their physique; if they didn't lack the Three Goddesses' blessing and the proper foundation for full-fledged horse girls, they'd surely have the means to participate in horse races.

"Black coffee, thanks."

"All right, sir."

Exit Trinity Academy, go straight, turn left two blocks, Aomo found a café; the waiter was a black-haired adult horse girl.

Although I was quite concerned about that hair color, her appearance doesn't resemble that of the Manchester Tea Seat, but perhaps it's just coincidence.

After all, there are indeed many horse girls opening shops and living near Trinity, but the proportion related to racehorse girls is not high.

Simply, their lifestyles are similar and their ethnic appearances match, so they gather together.

It rather gives the sense of a 'diverse horse girl community'.

If there were some XP system for horse girl people, they'd probably see this as heaven, right?

Aomo idly thought, then glanced at the distant conspicuous clock tower, finally looking at the interview report projected on the shop's light screen.

There too was a horse girl, but her knight concept was far more intense than the typical horse girl appearance.

Golden long hair, a resolute yet beautiful face, full armor and the spear in her hand together formed her appearance.

Margaret Lingguang, a transmigrator, with a faintly visible corporate building behind her being the base of Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals.

Past Aomo's impression of that horse girl was merely a past internet hot-search report; present Aomo, due to knowledge in his mind, now has some understanding of her and her company.

One can be confident that Miss Lingguang's kind of horse girl could shake up the horse girl races as a non-horse girl entrant.

However, a special event where past Dream Cup champions likely all attend might be somewhat delicate.

After all, the true top-tier horse girls each generation are somewhat supermodel compared to peers; from speed to strength to physique, they are utterly on par with so-called knights.

However, Miss Lingguang's ambitions lie elsewhere.

As a member of a knight family trained since childhood, she studies the origin stone arts that can likewise be classified under origin energy, in order to engage in more concrete combat against something—

——Just like her appearance now, it's an interview about Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals' recent operation.

An interview of the operation assisting the Two Worlds Safety Bureau in suppressing otherworldly crime cases.

If one says Trinity Academy is a long-established major otherworldly culture representative rooted here, then Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals is a modern otherworldly company representative rooted here.

Originating from Heaven's Gate City, they placed headquarters in the border zone of the Holy Terra Federation; main business is drug production, side businesses wide-ranging, even including escort, suppression, assault—these armed conflict operations.

From a local's perspective it would make one's eyebrows twitch, but now Aomo actually finds all this quite reasonable; only the 'non-existent memory' has contributed greatly to his comprehension.

"Guest, your coffee."

"Ah, thanks." He nodded at the waiter, then Aomo picked up his black coffee and took a light sip, unexpectedly relaxing his brow.

He once told Morrison that ordering black coffee at an unfamiliar place is a gamble, and that's why he did so here.

Simply because this café is quite close to Trinity Academy.

Considering he might come here often in the future, he decided to give it a try.

And frankly speaking, this answer sheet is excessively excellent.

The rich aroma beneath the bitterness was strikingly clear, even to the point of refreshing his spirit, causing him to turn his head back toward the waiter's location, intending to praise them, but the Yuger Company's logo caught his sight.

That specially marked pattern of connected circles was truly obvious, almost instantly reminding Aomo of the paper ball he'd pulled from the miscellaneous items, and even more able to recall the chase he'd seen when he first saw the Star Gate.

But what could that possibly mean?

He watched the man wearing the Yuger Company's logo uniform leave the shop entrance, and before he had gone far, a somewhat ostentatious hovercar in the Border Gate District picked him up, while he silently lifted his coffee and took a light sip.

"Again with those flyers—have all the nearby shops been approached by this company?"

"Right? They left recruitment flyers with matching notebooks—only the notebooks are somewhat useful, being made of fire‑proof, wear‑resistant material."

"Regardless of usefulness, which family that actually has a horse girl would keep their child from running and instead send them to work at a company?"

Just a few meters away, the waiter and the other staff were discussing things without lowering their voices, audible even to unenhanced hearing.

It doesn't sound particularly suspicious either—just more like 'performance art,' simply wanting the horse girl to work; the paper ball in the clutter at Manchester Chazuo probably means she also got a notebook.

But it stills suspicious......

Aomo silently sipped his coffee, then raised his hand and tapped Morisen's account again.

No response.

Even as he browsed a few transmigrant‑filled forums while nursing his coffee, right down to the last drop, there was still no reply.

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It seems the game world is truly captivating.

He sighed, got up to end this economical and delightful coffee outing, and headed toward Teresen Academy.

The coffee was great, but after drinking something this bitter, he also recalled his coworker reminding him in the chat room that the academy still had something sweet.