NO.91: The brotherhood between plastic and not-so-plastic
Inside the office where the signboard has not even been hung up.
Bi Ze, it's hard to sit still.
Although being surrounded by girls is also a dokidoki part that he once dreamed of, but when the eyes of those girls are a little scrutinizing, it is equivalent to another level of dokidoki.
When he exudes wordless pressure without smiling, and when he smiles with a little ill will, he has a little intuition that has been beaten out by reality recently.
He also kept sending him an alarm beep.
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And when one of the other parties suddenly spoke, and even leaned out from behind him to present a small box, he was even more nervous.
"Mr. Bi, this is a gift for you."
'What you should be careful about is what Ma Niang stuffs for you' - such golden and jade words are still in front of him, Bi Ze looked at the box handed by Aili Suzi again, and subconsciously raised his eyes to the Manchester City Tea House.
Although Omo didn't tell him too much about Ma Niang's side, as a "Horse Racing Girl" player, Bi Ze subconsciously thought that the cafΓ© could always brake Suzi's dangerous behavior according to the understanding in the game.
But right now, the gloom in the eyes of the black-haired horse lady was even more undisguised, and there was obvious hostility in her dark golden eyes.
Are Teliga and Dekai so powerful?
Kuya Naoki and Takei Masano, the two of them have done all the bad things!
"Ask, Mr. Bi doesn't accept it?"
The maroon red horse lady also asked on the side, and the inorganic voice constructed words that seemed to be unintentional, but completely urgent, and made Bi Ze feel that the Meipu Bourbon also seemed to be hostile to him.
Bize's face stiffened, and although Omer said that it was useless to explain directly, he still wanted to struggle.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard another sentence:
"Come on, come on, I'm embarrassed to take the gift of Suko-chan, you can also accept me!"
Shinjo Akane carried a small box and handed it out, which made Bi Ze's state even more stiff, and looking at the familiar girl, he only felt that Omer was lying to himself.
Where is this like Akane Shinjo after the finale?
He had already subconsciously pinched his magic staff that was folded and stagnant in his backpack, beware of the other party stabbing his waist with a utility knife.
Omer where the hell are you!?
As if hearing his screams, the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs was heard at the top of the stairs, so clear that even a human with ordinary hearing could hear it, followed by the Savior-like words:
"Okay, okay, it's almost stopped, I asked him, the sorting is not calculated by him, so strictly speaking, I rearrange it according to the release time."
As he walked out of the stairs, Omer apologized, "I'm sorry, that's my problem. β
Good brothers!
Although this was not his own problem in the first place, it was purely to blame for Omer, but he was able to admit it when these people were obviously unreasonable, and Bi Ze was still extremely moved.
And Omer's blunt words when he went downstairs also made the oppressive atmosphere freeze for a while, and then diluted by Shinjo Akane's smile: "Oh, little snake, what are you talking about, we just prepared a gift for your good friend." β
She's still the bad traveler! Bi Ze was even more convinced.
And Omo didn't continue to explain, just approached, raised his hand to cover the box in the other party's hand, and said: "Go back and accompany you to score, two segments, enough to get the monster special effect skin." β
"Hmm... Okay, but I'd prefer the Master Rank's Rechulan Starman, General Zoka skin. β
Heisei Sanjie's Tiga and Dinari both have the appearance of the vicious cosmic Rechulan Star Man, and General Zoka is the specific unit in the latter, and it is also Shinjo's avatar on social networking sites.
Although the styling is cool, the two generations of plot performance are just like their titles, they are both bad things.
But game skins are cool, who cares what the skin backstory looks like?
As for avatars...... It is still a period of simple netizen communication, and the moon ring snake has also asked, and Keliff's answer is: I used it before, and I used it to it.
This is a kind of remembrance of a certain past.
But that's a master skin!
People must be self-aware, and Omer has no confidence that he can bring Master Shinjo Chong.
So retreat to the second.
ββ¦ I'm on your number to help you brush? β
"Yes~"
"Then it's decided." What should have been said by the other party was done by himself, Omer reluctantly lifted the box in his hand, and then looked at Suzi.
"Massage, cleaning, making black tea, serving me is your job, isn't it?" The speed son who spoke first, there was a little smile in his scarlet eyes like blinds.
Unlike Shinjo Akane, who was reluctant to give up on the persecution of Bi Ze, Elle Suko seemed to have such a play, and when she made a request, she was extremely smooth, as if she had made a good draft.
Then the target of this ambush is obviously the trainer.
As for those requirements......
Ever since the researcher lived here, he's really getting more and more useless.
It was clear that this was not the case when they first met, and it also made Omer wonder if he was too indulgent of her.
But it is also about preparing meals for everyone, as well as occasional small talk and care, which is not the case in the cafΓ© and Bourbon, and it is not appropriate to treat them differently suddenly.
Let's take a look again......
Thinking so, he raised his other hand and put it on the box in Suzi's hand: "For a week." β
Speedo's eyes narrowed: "At least two weeks!" The amount of training in these two days is bigger than before! β
Omo sighed: "One week and three days. β
"Hmm...... Horn! The deliberate tangle was still revealed in the smile on the final promise, and Elle Suko let go of the box with obvious satisfaction, and then glanced left and right at her companions on both sides.
"But you also have to consider tasting the sweets of the bourbon, as well as the sΓ©ance exchange of the cafΓ©~"
"Maybe I'd be glad you had such a time to be together."
The two boxes were tucked into the pockets of their sweatshirts, and Omer saw the anticipation in the eyes of the cafΓ© and Bourbon.
Knowing that this guy is actually not particularly addicted to Ultraman, so the damage is not particularly great, but he still nodded: "No problem, I'll be free these days, but I thought you would be more angry." β
"Because of the dark giant who sounds like me?" Elie asked rhetorically.
Omer bowed slightly.
"It's infuriating to have a sound like that, but that's it," the brown-haired Ma Niang spread her hands disdainfully, "and it sounds like it, and I don't go crazy just because the man ran away." β
"Rational Miss Researcher." Omer said calmly.
"Hmph~Hmph~" The brown-haired horse lady clapped her hands happily, "Okay, the misunderstanding has been resolved, so let's do our own thing, or sit down and talk." β
"Trainer, how about making a pot of black tea now?"
"You really can't wait to summon me." The trainer couldn't help but hold his forehead.
Turning around, he said to the injured friend: "The crisis is over, you wait here first...... Why do you keep staring at me? β
He looked at the friend in front of him wordlessly, thinking that he would make the other party react when Suko mentioned the voice actor stalk, but Bi Ze kept staring at him like that, and his brown eyes were full of fan-shaped statistical chart-like feelings.
Anger, jealousy, envy, etc., each of them is too lazy for Omer to tear apart.
"I'll apply for an AI wife when I go back." Bi Ze said quietly.
"You're a little too jumpy," Omer was a little speechless, but still habitual, "I'm going to the kitchen, are you sitting here or coming along?" β
He said that he didn't feel the need to make a tea and have to form a team, so he added, "I especially recommend my sofa here." β
"In order to make everyone inseparable from the sofa, this is one of the few high-end furniture in the studio's furniture assembly."
"That's true-" Bi Ze, who had sat down when he first came, had not yet pronounced a 'real' when he saw that several horse girls had already sat down, and the other human jk was the same, and he was still looking straight at this side.
"Little Snake~ Make me a cup of hot cocoa!"
"I'd better go with you." Bi Ze's tone suddenly changed.
It also made the three horse girls look at it in unison, watching Bi Ze push Omer to the inner corridor, and then look at Shinjo Akane.
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"Your reaction is too obvious."
After applying a soundproof barrier, Ormer immediately pointed out the style problem.
"I'm afraid none of the four in the hall can't see it."
"Who knew that these people in your family were all heavyweights, and the sense of oppression at the beginning almost made me think that I was here to challenge the Demon King City." Bi Ze pointed out that it was not that his acting skills were poor, but that the other party was too terrible.
"Is it possible, it's just an acting."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I'm sure none of those in the living room are fuel-efficient lamps! You have to believe that I have seen so many special cherry blossom girls in Japan! β
"Mr. II will come and give you two slaps." Hearing the other party's ability to arrange that person in this way, Aumer also remembered the haggard face of the original one, and the long-separated Miss Grey.
"This is my brother's kind admonition to you!"
"You look very yearning for a while, and then you talk so bitterly, you will look very nervous."
"Hey, who hasn't had a mental illness!"
"As you say," said Omer, who arrived at the kitchen table, expertly reaching for the tea set on the shelf, "handed me the tea leaves in the little cabinet on your left." β
ββ¦β¦ You're so calm. Turning his head to look at the small cabinet, Bi Ze, who took out a jar of tea from it, handed it to him.
"Adults can't avoid this kind of problem, let alone adolescent girls, and in a sense, dealing with this kind of problem is also the job of a trainer."
"Huh~! Professional! β
"Don't dare to be, after all, I've been boiling your rotten thoughts for so long."
"Why did you start attacking your brother?"
"You looked like you were going to attack your brother just now, I'm just going to strike first," Omo said quietly, "By the way, you can just get along with Shinjo as usual, I guess she's already seen quite a few people who can recognize her." β
"Isn't it? If you really want to see it, wouldn't you have a worse impression of the traverser! β
"You can actually think of this layer?"
"Hey, it's not hard to guess how the dead house will react when it sees a living paper man!"
"Then it shows that you're not an ordinary dead house."
Omer said, sorting out the things on the table: "Otherwise, it may become a dead house." β
"You're the trainer of Rudolph's symbol, right?"
"Don't you dare, do you want me to tell you what's in Miss Rudolph's joke notes?"
"Do you really know?"
"What else do you need to say?"
The boss of the Dekai theater version is so pulling...... There's no sense of oppression.,It doesn't feel as good as the monsters in individual Olympic TVs.γ
And... Following the big flower arm of the silver grid and the big flower back of Dekai, what the hell is Xinao to have a confident highlight...... Ultraman is going to change from a cosmic cop to a cosmic gangster (isn't it already (x
(End of chapter)