When Omer returned to the audience from the corridor, the first thing he had to do was to meet the first complaints.

"It's so slow to come back, guinea pig-kun, won't you whisper to the café again?"

The brown-haired Ma Niang looked at the trainer with suspicion in her eyes, and the latter just smiled helplessly.

"It's the first time I've walked through the tunnel and I'm a little lost, I'm sorry."

And when he approached, the chestnut red-haired Ma Niang also got up in time and handed the trainer the water bottle in his hand.

"Master, your water."

"Ah, thank you."

The trainer thanked him and took it, and saw that the cyber horse lady cast her eyes to the side, and her movements were a little nervous: "There is still ......"

"..."Omer, who followed her gaze, just patted her on the shoulder and whispered, "Let's switch places." ”

"Roger."

The two sides switched positions, and sat down in front of the seat of Omerbourbon, and heard someone on the side suddenly say: "Generally speaking, if you come to cheer for the players, you will choose the front stand, right?" ”

"That's true, but that kid doesn't need to be cheered on." Omer smiled and looked at the face he hadn't seen in a long time.

I don't complain about the other party's old-fashioned clothes that may have a bit of external image building.

"So I like the view more than the fenced site."

"Throughout the audience, it is more educational."

"Teaching?" Rudolph symbolically looked at Omer's side.

Whether it's Elie Suko, who stared at Omer with an unkind face when she heard 'no need to cheer up', or Eli Suko's side, the Mipo Bourbon, who was asked curiously by Akane Shinjo, didn't seem to be mature enough.

Immaturity - the Emperor can certainly judge so, because she rules not only in the arena, but also outside the arena.

Before retiring from the army, she held the incredible authority of the Central Student Union, and her every move was to create a convincing, mature authority of the authorities.

It's just that the emperor has never had a trainer around him, only a group of ministers.

However, as the student president, I always have to deal with the trainers a lot, and I have seen all kinds of trainers.

But even so......

"You're so special, Trainer Omer."

"Everybody is special, Miss Rudolph, and observing different people always makes life more interesting."

"Sounds like a first-hand experience."

"Don't dare to bully the king."

"Joke aside, Omer trainer doesn't have to be like this, the emperor is just a title after all."

"Right now, the fact that you're here to watch the game can cause an uproar, let alone sit ......here," Omer was a little helpless.

There is no need to look around, the eyes of the crowd are burning, and there is no need to be alert, and among them, the saddest thing is that there are a few eyes from the side.

"I even want to be more restrained, otherwise I'll have to wonder if I'll ever make it out of your fan circle alive."

Rudolph said: "But if you are really so restrained, it will not match the image of you in their eyes." ”

"It's shameless and trembling," Omer sighed, "and the image created online is always messy, and not even uniform." ”

Especially in the past two months, he can be said to have a deep experience.

Talking about yourself in Rhode Island forums, mentioning yourself in the Clock Tower Network, denouncing yourself on Umastagram...... It's really called a version, and there are many different versions.

Although there are thousands of people, if you sum up the reviews of these different plates, you will probably think that Omer is a Rubik's Cube.

"So, do you want to unify it? Omer Trainer. ”

Hearing this, Omo was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "Excuse me, but you don't have to bother the symbolic family to exert force in such a small matter." ”

"Really? I thought you really needed help, after all, this incident was really big. ”

“？”

It seems to be the point...... Sitting next to Omer, Ally, whose flexible ears had always been slightly swirling, turned her head to look at the two companions.

Pink-haired JK and Chestnut-haired Horse Lady were still looking at the arena and talking, looking like they were indulging in another topic, but the former was okay, and the latter's pair of horse ears seemed to be facing the same as his own.

"I see, I am sorry that President Lao Fu came over on purpose."

"It's mainly because of the competition of the tea house classmates, and tomorrow there will be speedy classmates and Bourbon classmates, right?" Rudolph said, looking instead at the arena below.

The narrator opened the door, and the voices of the audience, who were almost seated, resounded from all directions, as if they could break away the moisture left by the rainstorm last night.

"Popularity, Manchester City Café! This racing lady from Central Traeson, who has attended the New Horse Race and the Yayoi Award as an independent horse racing lady, is in very bad form, and the results are not good, and since then she has announced that she is in good shape. ”

"And after being signed by that 'problem trainer' this year, this has become her first fight after her comeback, and it is also her debut battle!"

"It is reported that many famous horse girls came to the Sapporo Racecourse this time because of her, which also rekindled the confidence of many viewers in her."

This presentation was made possible by means of amplification devices located everywhere, both in the auditorium.

"What do you mean by a 'problem trainer'? I should probably give the guild a call—" "Don't! Miss Rudolph, so that the center of the conversation is not the café but me! ”

It is in the player bench.

"Will she be able to reverse that impression of the past, let's wipe—"

The words of the commentary paused, and the picture of the horse girl walking out of the corridor was also faithfully captured by the drone, magnified to the point that the middle and rear audiences could see it.

As a result, the entire racecourse was cooled as if it were immersed in ice, and it cooled for a few seconds.

Just like the spectators who are close to the Yongdao crossing.

The spectators who stood in front of the fence were the first to fall silent.

In astonishment, and even in astonishment, I witnessed the moment when the horse lady walked out of the road.

The pitch-black Ma Niang seemed to blend into the dim corridor, leaving only a pair of dark golden glows that lacked temperature.

She was silent and cold, not as a horse girl would always have, waving to the audience, and faintly visible the almost illusory silhouettes surrounding her as she went.

As soon as his gaze lifted slightly in the direction of the explanation, it seemed to return to the clammy cold of last night's rainstorm.

Then he looked around the audience, then withdrew his eyes and walked towards the gate.

"She seems to be a little too nervous." Ormer whispered.

“… Indeed it is. ”

Although he is not familiar with the classmates at the tea house, in the clear and super-large picture provided by the drone, the emperor can also glimpse the slightly stiff pace of the other party.

"But you do have some dissatisfaction with the commentary, right?"

"So that's it!" Glancing at Rudolph, Suko whispered dissatisfiedly, "Didn't you encourage her, trainer?" ”

"I don't think it's just encouragement that would be useful, but I might as well recall the stage that Miss Helios gave you two days ago."

Think about the stage at that time......

The simulated stage is not the only one, and it has not missed the café itself.

Under the gaze of nearly 130,000 eyes, the tea house, which was almost the same hand and foot, slightly broke away from the support of friends and looked at the other players who entered one after another.

The first thing that works in the calm way of simulating the stage is to escape.

Look at the other people on the stage – it doesn't last long on stage, but it's enough on the field.

What you need to focus on is not the audience, but the opponents, and the OP event is not G1, and there is no catwalk with the show booth appearing one by one.

The trainer's words were still in his ears, and the pair of dark golden eyes that could not see emotion swept over all the contestants.

Then make each contestant stiff.

“…… Omer Trainer. ”

"Don't say it, I know."

Omer, who had already covered his face with one hand, didn't want to listen to any comments, especially when his light screen sounded.

He opened his fingers a little, and saw that the terminal showed sudden contact, and saw that Narita Hakuren's head was shaking.

[She has a lot of potential! Next time I'll teach her alone! 】

“……”

(End of chapter)