Although rejuvenation itself is challenging to common sense, the juvenile body still follows the law of conservation of energy.

For example, replenishing the body with energy can effectively curb the increase in infancy.

After all, his infancy itself stems from an extreme imbalance between spirit and body.

Therefore, although Ormo is full of resentment towards Remuel, he still wants to bring her a good dinner.

But even so......

"Omo Omer, how does it feel to be a child?"

"That's right! When did you and Celenina get on such good terms? Even that guy from Lapland seems to be in a hurry! ”

"Don't be so quiet when you eat, Omer, let's talk!"

"Is this really delicious? I've always thought pasta was pretty average, I didn't expect her to buy you this. ”

It's like a small workshop mobile game assistant with a poor design, with a very high voice trigger frequency on the side, showing the true nature of chatter, but also tapping the mobile phone screen from time to time.

To be honest, Omer does not lack experience in getting along with chatterbox, and he can also carry out the way he handles the other party without guilt.

But when the mobile phone in the other party's hand suddenly turned to focus on him with the camera, he still couldn't help but let a little disgust appear on his face.

"Isn't that internal communication over yet?"

"Huh?" It's very straightforward, and the girl who didn't even turn off the camera sound knocked down to take a photo, and froze a disgusted Zhengtai face, and clicked to upload it to the chat room.

"How can it end, it's in full swing! Do you want to see the feedback? I can pick a few and give them to you! ”

"Is it featured or filtered?" Omer asked angrily, but he didn't want to hear the other party's answer, and rolled the noodles in the bowl with his head down.

For this kind of Yiluo style food, his attitude is similar to that of the Angel of Neng, and he is not very interested, but he has never been a picky eater.

But with "Hey! A smart angel who pretended to be stupid in the past had the intention of doing justice for him, and brought the topic to food again:

"Seriously, do you really like pasta? The food she brings is generally according to the other party's preferences, does she have an opinion about you? ”

"It's just the closest, my condition doesn't look good at first glance, and she's in a hurry." Omer said coldly.

Counting the time he spent talking to Lapland, and then considering the time it took to prepare the food, Texas didn't waste any time.

"Also," the Angel nodded, "You haven't told Celenina about your condition?" ”

"Did Akane tell you about my condition?"

"It depends on what kind of level you say," the Angel said, turning around the Texas room, "Would you like an apple pie?" Texas generally prepares the ingredients. ”

"Is her home your regular meeting place?" Omer was a little speechless.

In the past, Lapland had unceremoniously presented himself as a master when he entered the house, and now Ramuel naturally fished out apples and dough from the fridge and ran towards the kitchen.

Even if there is no dissemination of relations on the Rhode Island forum, he can't help but ponder the authenticity of some of the excesses in otherworldly knowledge.

"yes, everyone's house is the best place in Texas."

That's true...... Ormo could have guessed how messy the Angel's room was, how many stacked cardboard boxes there were in Croissant's room, and how much Mostima's room ......

Did she really settle in the Jiemen District?

So they can't go to Lapland.

So the Texas room...... He raised his eyes and swept around, more detailed than his previous observations, but he still felt well organized, and there was no trace of chaos.

Penguin Logistics can't live without Texas, just as the West can't live without Jerusalem.

Among the people who wander between the normal and the abnormal, only Texas has carried the banner of reliability.

Let Omer also be left in the shadows.

"But next time, why don't you try to go to your house?"

A sudden phrase from the kitchen made Ommer's hand shake as he pinched his fork.

“… You really don't see the outside. ”

"What's so good to see, everyone believes in you~! And you're all girls except you! ”

"I'm worried about you polluting other children."

"That's weird to say that, and you're only 19 years old, right? Well? Even two years younger than me. ”

It's a fact.

Omer would inadvertently forget the fact that the guys were already adults, and even older than him.

After all, they all look young and petite, and the tallest Texas is 170 tall, which is still half a head shorter than Omer.

It can only be said that appearance does affect the perception, look at the boss of Penguin Logistics and even the head of the animal, so that Penguin Logistics often recruited jokes in the early days - of course, this is also related to the grass platform where the number of people was single at the beginning.

In contrast, Texas is also a talent for being able to calmly chat with Omer, who looks like a child.

This kind of treatment is not shocking and equal, and it is suitable for applying for a multi-ethnic counter job.

But that's obviously a different kind of waste.

"And how did I pollute the other kids?" The kitchen was still probing, and the red hair was shaking, "Do I have any problems!" ”

It doesn't seem to be, if you think about it, maybe it's the tachyon and Akane polluting them, or maybe it's some weirder chemistry - or maybe it's already colliding.

Think about the tracking of this guy and Lapland before, where did they get the news?

Akane, and possibly even Suko herself, must have some connection.

So he was silent for a moment, then slapped one hand on his forehead and felt a headache.

But the snap may have been a little louder, so that the head that had just retracted poked out again: "What sound?" ”

"Slap mosquitoes." The little boy said expressionlessly.

"Oh, there should be a mosquito killer in the corner next to the TV stand, you go and turn it on." The red-haired girl naturally accepted this argument, after all, although the world is so advanced in technology and source energy, there are still no righteous scientists to eradicate mosquitoes with sharp weapons.

Sad!

"Don't worry, I'll go to the bathroom first."

"The room on the left."

"Okay."

This time, Omer, who actually went to the bathroom, began to wonder if it would be a good idea to have someone take him home.

The only things in the office tonight are Bourbon and Akane and Suko, and he can't even confirm if the former has been 'kidnapped' by the two fun people.

Returning home is not a kind of self-defeating.

But staying here in Texas is a little tricky.

Boom!

The abrupt closing of the door interrupted the hushing thoughts, and Omerio could hear the greeting of the Angel Noh:

"Ah, you're back? Omer goes to the bathroom, I'm still baking apple pie, would you like to have some later? ”

"Apple pie? Okay," Lapland, who was the first to speak, changed the subject the next moment, "I said Remuel, do you know what Texas is doing today?" ”

"Transporting goods, it's all armed escort, what's wrong? Are you going too? ”

It doesn't sound like once or twice, and Lapland often seems to mess around with Texas commissions.

"This reaction...... Texas, you haven't told Ramuel about it~"

"What did you say?"

“……”

In that moment of silence, it was Omer, who had finished washing his hands, who opened the door:

"Say I'm going too."

Facing the surprised eyes of the three people, the little boy just looked down at his outfit, raised his head again and said embarrassedly:

"But I need a more appropriate outfit."

(End of chapter)