Remuan ...... Remiu... Xiaole ......

Remuel?

Can Angel's family?

In terms of hair color, it really doesn't look like it at all.

Omer looked at the Sakota girl in front of him again, suppressed the complaint in his heart, and just greeted with a slight smile:

"If you want to talk about care, it should be the other way around."

"As my predecessor in Penguin Logistics, Ling Mei's enthusiasm and vitality have really helped a lot."

"If that's the case, I'm a little relieved."

There is obviously a lot of information about Angel Neng's sister, although she has not introduced herself, but Remuan was not surprised by Omer's smooth answer, but after bowing her head slightly, her eyes fell on Ma Niang on Omer's side.

"So the service you want to handle is not related to this young lady?"

"Do you see anything?"

"No, it's just a knee-jerk guess," the Sakota girl smiled generously, she was much quieter than her overactive sister, "I'm more of a conductor than a purifier of the mysteries here. ”

Omo nodded, not disappointed: "Then please confirm the procedures for me first, I made an appointment two days ago, and the time is ten o'clock in the morning." ”

"Wait a minute." Ramuan said, raised her hand and looked up the office terminal placed in front of the desk, typed skillfully, and soon had the result.

"I made an appointment in the name of the office, but did I make an appointment for soul testing and purification?" She confirmed.

"Yes." Omerio bowed his head.

For this kind of medical service, there will be a small discount on the fee through the registration channel of the firm.

A certain demon who can't make ends meet has not lost the wisdom of life because of frequent busyness and fighting.

"Then please wait a moment, sit on the sofa next to you, and let me make you two a cup of hot tea."

"Okay, I'm in trouble."

Courtesy is courtesy, but there is no need to refuse to be served by staff as a customer.

Even if Omer himself didn't expect the hot tea here, for the sake of the Bourbons on the side, there was no reason for him to take someone to stand there with him.

After leading Bourbon to sit down in front of the side-by-side sofa, Ormer's eyes wandered around the office, subconsciously 'reading' the traces here.

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Although the name of the Divine Blessing Sound Class clearly reveals the majesty of the gods, the main style is people-oriented, which can be seen from the sofa placed in the registration office.

After all, there is a special experience for employees who have accumulated a lot of office experience, and there is a special experience called 'additional seats'.

As long as you want to get things done quickly and satisfactorily, don't put chairs in your office where others can rest.

Not to mention those disposable drinking glasses -

- That would only be a signal that would last a long time.

Remieuen apparently didn't care about that, or maybe it was because the treatment of a solitary office gave both cleanliness and boredom.

She was more or less communicative, and although the wheelchair and anticipation gave her a quiet first impression, Ormo could see a familiar folly in her gaze.

It was a curiosity, and her sister never hid it, and she just added a wooden fence.

But for an angel girl who would stand a pump-action shotgun on the side of a wheelchair, the wooden fence was too fragile.

Ome delicately withdrew from the girl's wheelchair and looked at the wall behind her seat, where a heavy-looking, mechanical bolt hung from it.

Very much in line with what he had imagined about Lateran in his intelligence integration so far.

"Do you prefer green tea or black tea?"

"Green tea, thank you."

The abrupt inquiry caused Ormo to turn around, stopping Bourbon who wanted to come up to help.

The service of a wheelchair girl does seem to be heart-wrenching, and even a blank cyberhorse girl can't help but shake her heart, but ......

The premise of this must be that the other party is really that kind of vulnerable group.

"Where's Miss Ma Niang?"

"Same as Master."

"Oh!" Remian, who was still turning the tea leaves, turned around the moment she heard the words, and the wooden fence of curiosity shattered in one title.

But Ormer's response was probably the least fun she could imagine:

"The subtle and mechanical way of speaking and addressing is one of the key points that I see as an anomaly and try to correct, in addition to the unwarranted negative impact on mechanical products."

"Huh? Isn't it okay to say this to the counter? ”

"Isn't it my friend's sister? But you're not in this position permanently, are you? ”

"yes, the job card also says temporary errand, I'm actually here, and I don't even stay in this world very often."

Watching the tea leaves tumble in the boiling water, Ramuen looked back at Ormer, and then at the Melp Bourbon, who seemed to have chosen to stand by in silence because the trainer was talking.

I smiled, feeling like an elder with a scared child.

"Xiaole, that kid said that there was a colleague of Sakaz who was very similar to Miss Cossonant in Penguin Logistics but more interesting, and Mostima also said that he helped Mr. Emperor recruit a very interesting Mr. Demon, who was clearly a mercenary but worked as a trainer in Traisson."

"But I really didn't expect to meet you today." She said, handing over two cups of green tea.

"Please."

"Thank you." x2

The same calm voice thanked him synchronously, and it was impossible to tell whether the trainer had influenced Ma Niang, or whether Ma Niang had influenced the trainer.

"It's a rare fate, especially considering that you're not here often."

Looking at the floating tea leaves in the disposable cup, Omer raised the cup and took a sip.

"Good tea."

Although the tone was not strong, it was a sincere compliment, which also made the remian who was sitting in a wheelchair opposite smile and said, "Right? The artificial angels of the gospel class were cultivated in the nursery in the backyard, and this is one of the reasons why I want to sit here."

"But I thought you'd choose black tea."

"Oh?" Omerio thought for a moment, then said, "Because of the coupon?" ”

"Yes, Xiaole likes to talk about Penguin Logistics, and I also mentioned that you directly covered several coupon categories of Miss Cossonant in the channel."

"It's actually for another horse racing lady who has a penchant for black tea."

He even has a great preference for the more expensive tea leaves of Sabalagamuwa and Keemun, and if he doesn't have a coupon, Omo really doesn't want to buy it.

These words made the standby Cyber Horse Niang turn her head and look: "The attitude of the master every time he drinks the black tea of the speedy team member is ......"

Not only Remuan, but Bourbon was also quite surprised that Ormo didn't like black tea, after all, he didn't show any resistance and dissatisfaction every time he drank the black tea from the tea house.

Only the café, which is also a coffee party, will always show some subtle gaze and turn back to grind the coffee beans silently.

"It's not unacceptable, keep it a secret, Bourbon."

Suko has always thought that Omer appreciates the delicious black tea she brews, so that he can have a high tolerance for possible drugs.

"Yes, Master."

"Good boy."

Omer took another sip of tea, and then looked at Miss Remiuen.

The latter was making herself a cup of tea, and then, without any movement, the wheelchair carried her back closer.

"Miss Remuenne and Mostima have a good relationship?"

"I used to be an old classmate, then an old teammate, then an old boss, and now...... It's really hard to draw a position now," she blew on the tea leaves in her ceramic cup, and then took a sip, "What?" You want to ask me about her? ”

"I'm a little curious about her staff."

This answer stunned the pink-haired wheelchair man who pretended to be frivolous, and then said subtly: "... Although it was a bit unexpected, it seemed reasonable. ”

"I'm sure they told you about my encounter with monsters."

"But Satan isn't a monster," Remuan smiled helplessly, "or do you think of gods and demons as monsters?" ”

"It's okay, as long as they have a large enough body and a 'beast' heart."

"Beast...... Then she probably does," the girl raised her hand and rubbed her chin, "but if you're interested in monsters, you should look for them more than Mostima, right?" ”

"I've come from my hometown through the Rhode Island station, and I've met them a few times, and their very existence fits your definition of a monster."

"I do have the idea of visiting, but I don't have time for the time being."

"I'm honest, and I understand why Mostima brought you up."

Remuel, who took in Omer's always not very enthusiastic demeanor, was a little helpless: "Don't you feel awkward with her?" ”

"On the contrary, I feel quite relieved."

"Also, the premise of same-sex exclusion must be that the two sides can have a more fierce conflict."

She accepted the fact.

"And the two of you, the biggest problem is probably that when you order food at dinner, everyone yells 'whatever'."

"Not really, I'm not going to be that casual yet." Omer shook his head.

There is always an opinion when it comes to ordering food.

This is the confidence that people who want to cook for five people at the same time, including themselves, should have!

"But when it comes to getting along, doesn't Miss Remuan feel awkward?"

"What's awkward?"

"There's probably little room for you Laterans to empathize here, right?" Ormer turned his head to look at some of the monks, angels, and even knights walking by outside the door.

There's always a lot of traffic here, and there's always people walking around the door, but no one is coming here.

Among the several departments here, the purification department is obviously not busy enough.

Probably because the official hospital 'took away' a lot of customers.

But whether it is a customer or a staff, even if they have a halo on their heads, they may not be able to 'empathize' with angels like Remuel.

This otherworldly race of angels known as Sakota has an aura of empathy like a 'Divine Kara', and although they cannot transmit memories, they can share emotional messages.

This kind of communication, which is deeper than words, can make Sacota a place like a paradise, and it will also become a constraint for Sackota to communicate with other races.

- After getting used to empathy, and then going to the location of other ethnic groups that cannot empathize, these 'angels' will appear more or less 'emotionally intelligent' or 'neurotic'.

"Sacota who can be assigned to be stationed in this world has some kind of exchange experience in this area, and didn't I say that I won't be here for long?" Remian smiled.

"There are not many staff members from the Pope's Hall, which is also convenient for adjusting the mentality, and you are wrong, God blesses the sound class and there are many colleagues here who can empathize."

"Oh?"

"Don't underestimate the possibility of another world, there are really a lot of traversers here, even angels with pure energy bodies, and Digimon like the one in your terminal, hiding in the light screen."

"Can you see witch beasts?"

"It's just that the office terminal keeps showing that there are abnormal data units nearby, and this situation is usually a digital life."

"It can be described as the wisdom of public officials."

"So can she come out and say hello? I wanted to say hi to her. ”

"I'm afraid not, she's very repulsive to God's blessing here."

"I've heard from my colleagues over there in the Sanctuary that the Holy Light coverage here is already the most intense, and even pure-blooded demons won't feel uncomfortable."

"Of course, I can prove it, but it's probably a matter of atmosphere."