For the most recent time, Omer felt he should take a break from his activities.

Or, in other words, stay at home for a while.

The reason for this idea is not the recent trend of public opinion, but the awareness of the extremes of one's own social circle.

The network of mercenary offices should ideally take the form of a friendly network at the level of enterprises and powers, rather than purely personal connections.

The latter can also expand the firm's network, but what is the burden on the client......

Omer leaned on the balcony and yawned.

The cool breeze that hit him could not shake the demon's physique, nor could it bring him a sober stimulus.

It's another rainy night, and under the eaves of the balcony is a continuous rain curtain, which makes the night view of the city in this corner of the city as blurred as neon, adding a bit of fantasy.

12 August 612, Cosmos Prize, Winner: Manhattan Cafe.

It's not a big deal about the small OP races, but August is also the off-season for horse racing.

There are only a handful of venues around the world throughout the month, and even the cosmos awards can be featured in the URA Association's Youjun magazine section – of course, the print magazine is not yet available, but the digital magazine will be one step ahead.

The ominous figure full of black air occupies a huge page, the title of the pitch-black cloud hangs directly below, and the artistic word with teeth and claws and the real name of Manhattan Cafe looks like some new card pool publicity.

Although it will be replaced by a new competition layout tomorrow and placed in the promotional slot of the folding board, it also represents the official start of the career of the dark horse lady.

The title may still be changed, this is considered a tradition, just like many Ma Niang debuted and were called monsters, but only Narita Bairen was really given the official title of monster.

More decent titles like 'Pitch Black Skyscraper' were mentioned after the game, and reporters asked him what he thought about it.

As for why it wasn't asked......

At that time, there were rows of reporters at the gate of the arena, and of course they would not be greeted by the black-haired horse lady who was not good at words.

has had an interview experience, and is also a clever and eloquent trainer, so it is natural to share the worries of Ma Niang.

Until then, of course.

Aumer also has to avoid meeting up with his friends in the industry.

The weight of Ma Niang's greetings to him, such as Snow Beauty, Tamamo Cross, Rice Bath, True Machine, and Desert Hero, is naturally far less than the congratulations and praise of the protagonist of the game, Manchester City Teahouse.

The appearance of a group of little girls huddled together can make Suko's roommate Erie Digital die on the ground when they see it.

The enchantment of high friendship between the girls is unfolding, and Omer is subconsciously staying away.

And after that, the congratulations and encouragement from the famous retired horse lady such as Rudolf, Chimei, and Maruzensky were congratulated and encouraged......

It's hard to tell if it's exciting or stressful.

But after that, it seems that it is a soldier against a soldier, and the general and adults will be tortured by adults.

These Ma Niang's predecessors didn't stand on the edge of the tea house for long, but they quickly turned to congratulate and look forward to Omer...... Isn't it a little too dangerous?

Not far away, there are already reporters casting their eyes!

I didn't look at the high-concentration friendship of the protagonist of the event, but instead cast a dangerous gaze on this side!!

And Bai Ren, can you go back and talk about the training café? I know the café is a good seedling, but you don't have to read it all the way, right? If this continues, it's going to be dark Sunday!

Pitch Dark Sunday and monsters who are not afraid of the shadows aside, but Miss Shock's communication that she didn't make it to the scene due to her internship homework is true, which makes Omer feel at ease.

Although this guy said the same regret as the other party, his heart was full of relief.

As for the dinner after that when it is said that it is to make amends...... Naturally, it was even more evasive, and it was not necessary to say that it was not necessary.

Eating with idols is fascinating, but as a rational fan, you have to be careful with fanatical fans.

If nothing else, this Metron has already clamored to fight him for a duel.

Considering the opponent's combat effectiveness, Omer first thought he was talking hi.

After that, there was an urgent visit from the trainers.

In the game of the horse girls, the corresponding trainers, and even the trainers who are simply there to spy on intelligence and pay attention to the enemy's movements for their own horse girls, will naturally be present, and Omo can fully understand.

It's just that when they come closer one by one, and he just finishes dealing with reporters, thinking that he can finally get off work again, Omer can't understand it.

I thought to myself if I should put on a Sima face, since there are so many extreme easterners, then I should be very good at reading air, right?

Do you know what it means to 'don't cause trouble to others'?

What challenges me, how can someone treat the newcomer who has just entered the pit as a fierce rival?

What is smiling and congratulating, but intentionally or unintentionally hinting that he should focus on cultivating a horse lady or something...... Is it too much control? Are you trying to dig into the wall? Or a righteous person who prides himself on correcting the newcomers in the trainer circle who are so ambitious?

There is also a direct call by his name, and Zhiqiu said that he wants to let himself and the café walk and see...... That's not necessary, right? So many people are watching, an OP-level event with hundreds of fans, so it will only make everyone think that you have a small belly.

And finally there was the shouting, 'Your Highness, I'm your fan!' '...... Omer's goosebumps rose, and when she asked what kind of fan it was, she said that she was a fan of the villain's vote, and she would fight for him against Ma Niang's version of the black fans...... Hiss - will there be such a strange breed in the ranks of trainers?

In short, he was bombarded too much by Ma Niang, reporters, trainer colleagues, and strange fans in one day, and finally there was a video call between the chairman and Miss Junchuan to congratulate and encourage, the latter seemed to see his tiredness, and a series of words wishing him a good rest were very heartwarming.

Regardless of whether it was polite or sincere, Omer was healed and his favorability towards the green-clothed secretary increased by 30 points.

But after that, some old classmates, teachers, deans of students, and even Morrison's friends were bombarded with phone calls, text messages, and chat rooms, which had to make him temporarily turn off his mobile phone and borrow Akane's mobile phone to search for the price of the work number and private account protection package.

It's weird, it's weird.

Obviously, seeing that other trainers will not debut with Ma Niang in the rookie period, Nishizaki Yutaka even said on the phone, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" How can someone just debuted a hundred times as popular as I was at the beginning! ’。

As a 'training prince' who was directly promoted by the URA Association, published a book and set up a biography, and was in the center of the idolized stage like Ma Niang, Yutaka Nishizaki has no need to doubt his views in this field.

It can only be said that this is an abnormality, and the anomaly is not in Ma Niang herself, but in ......

All in all, Omer didn't think it would work.

A person's energy is limited, and there is a limit to the social circle that a person can maintain.

Omer, who had never been able to talk about the current charge in the past, had almost burned out after this day.

As soon as I returned to the office, I lay down on the sofa.

Rather than preparing dinner, it seems to turn into snow-white ash first.

Then he will be the one who has no mercy at the speed, and he will take advantage of the situation to stuff him with a tube of medicine.

It is worth mentioning that she succeeded.

So now when Omer is standing in front of the balcony and yawning, his upper body is glowing and his lower body is blackening.

…… The side effects of her potion were the main effect, as Omer sometimes thought.

The goal of the elixir developed towards is always uncertain, but the side effects are so precisely locked, either glowing, blackening, and occasionally the two together.

I don't know when it will turn into delicate gray.

But her game needs to be more important to Omer than a potion.

The thought that she and Bourbon were both on the same day, and that it was tomorrow, felt a kind of karma.

After all, he ordered the schedule.

Be considerate of the girls' feelings, and make everyone's debut time as consistent as possible, as early as possible, and at the same time, step by step...... Now, if he has the opportunity to go back to half a month ago, he can probably give himself a slap in the face and make him think again.

“…… Trainer, do you want coffee? ”

The teahouse that silently asked this sentence on his side was also proof of Omer's poor state.

On weekdays, the demon trainer wouldn't have noticed the girl's footsteps, after all, the balcony door was open.

But what can show its state more is probably the listless gaze.

"Coffee, the caffeine in the coffee cherries......" turned his head to look at the black slurry in the tray held by the tea house, and Omer's words were a little fragmented.

"Coffee fruit is the 'cause', caffeine is the 'effect', the cause is the result, and the cause is the cause...... Nan Wusan, the actual karma"

“？” The café tilted its head in confusion, and the ears on the top of its head also jumped, "Trainer... Studying Buddhism? ”

"I'm studying cafede...... No, I forgot what I just said. ”

Facing the pair of golden pupils, looking at the other party's simple nod, Omo had no choice but to support his forehead, only to feel that he had detrimental to the image of the adult.

"Oh," the café nodded again, and then raised the tray on his chest slightly, "That's... Coffee? Do trainers have to go to bed early? ”

"I don't think so, I'm going to give you a training plan tonight, ah, give it to me."

Omer, who had served the coffee, took a sip of the familiar mellow aroma, but finally felt a little more energetic.

Although there are also some luminous objects that are reflected in the black slurry.

"Training plan......"

"After all—" "Trainer ......"

"......" The two people who spoke at the same time were slightly silent, and then Omer raised his hand, "You speak first." ”

"Hmm...", which didn't turn the scene into a teahouse that went back and forth, answered the voice, put down the tray, and looked up at Omer again with that dark golden gaze.

“… Trainer, it's changed back. ”

"You can't always look at people like that," Omer knew what she was saying, so he smiled helplessly, "Normally, that's not pleasing." ”

A high-achieving student of séance, with a perfect psychic physique, the café can see ghosts since she was a child, and she also attracts ghosts, and at the same time, Omer is not surprised that she can see the patterns of her soul.

She could probably see the bound darkness and the majin silhouette of Omer's soul at the beginning.

As a demon whose bloodline has not awakened, he lives like a human in society, and behaves and disguises himself like an ordinary person for 19 years and two months, and he is a young man with the appearance of this human being.

It's his holster.

And that hideous appearance is the reflection of his soul, unrestrained, unsuppressed eyes sharp, cold and inhuman posture, is his true appearance.

So when the café wanted him to show the darkness and not hide it, he responded directly with a demon transformation.

And the style of acting in the base of the invasion and alliance is very different from usual.

That's part of a little agreement.

As long as Omer doesn't hide it, the café can see the shadow of what he's chasing—and then, bring him victory.

"But you kid—" Gently rubbing her head, Omer brushed up her strands of hair that were also like crescents, "and this hobby has always been hidden in the face of Sunday Tranquility?" ”

"Isn't it weird?" The café looked up at him.

Those eyes are innocent, but they have been chasing the darkness.

Even the consistent wooden performance has become an excellent camouflage.

A well-behaved and sensible child, he has always had a different hobby secretly.

Considering that she has been chasing the quiet pace of Sunday, it is not at all difficult to think of whose influence it is.

But Omer is not qualified to say either.

He took a sip of coffee helplessly and looked back at the rain curtain.

"It can only be said that it is relatively niche, but you still have to choose well, not all shadows are worth chasing."

"Hmm......" The teahouse lowered its head in response, and the corners of its mouth were slightly hooked.

"I just like the color of the coffee...... ...... like 'friends' and trainers"

"Ah...... Is this really a type that can be mixed up? ”

“…… The difference between mocha and black coffee is just that, trainers... Guess who's who......"

"Nope."

"It's been a month since Tranquility Sunday kicked the knight from the screen, and I'm afraid she secretly learned to kick me."

(End of chapter)