"So little snake, you were ten minutes late because there were too many people on the way out of school and pushed the car for a while!"

"Strictly speaking, there is still some traffic jam at the overpass leading to this straight passage, but anyway, I'm sorry for being late."

Night had fallen, and there were only a few high school students left in front of a high school in the western district of Jiemen, waiting in front of the barbecue and fried meals.

At this moment, a high beam that broke through the dim darkness of the street was undoubtedly conspicuous enough, and when they saw where it came from, they could let out a few cries of excitement.

Of course, the end of the beam wasn't Ajito, or a glowing spear or a chemical halo of raw cola, but a demon-themed heavy motorcycle.

The hideous and domineering shape is undoubtedly very in line with the dark aesthetics that are common in this age group, so much so that some people even have the courage to step forward, and they want to discuss the idea of taking pictures with the rider.

But there are also people who have seen a lot, and they are beginning to think that the small parts of the motorcycle with a cold shimmer are somewhat familiar.

But before they could really think about it, a strange pink-haired girl sat in the back seat of the motorcycle, making them realize the fact that the motorcyclist was here to pick them up.

In the end, I could only watch as the black flames of the two horns of the skull of the motorcycle burned, and the blue flames of the tail pipe erupted, and the whole roared away.

Missed opportunities, but not necessarily completely lost opportunities.

After all, everyone has seen the strange pink-haired girl, and they are in the same school, maybe they can meet again?

It is not difficult to guess that someone's transfer journey will have a lot of rumored beginnings.

The motorcyclist was obviously Omer, and the person who transferred to the school was the newcomer Akane Shinjo.

He is also the only tenant left in Ormer's office.

Notes: Hunger status.

Miss Akane Shinjo, who knew that she had a cafeteria in her high school, but did not plan to solve it there like the boarding students, was also one of the main reasons why Ormo refused to participate in the team building of her colleagues.

I don't have much of an appetite, but I still have to be a chef.

The other party even sent a message early to inform the end of school, and on the premise of knowing that Omo knew the address, he also sent the address again.

The intent couldn't have been more obvious, and he smiled unhappily and typed the reply 'I'll see you then'.

Then I was a little late.

"A verbal apology is not sincere, and a samurai can't just talk about it!"

Recognizing the words in the wind is not a test, and it is not even as oppressive as the arms around the waist and the touch pressed against the back.

After several failures, Ormer had already given up on Akane not so much as a lack of vigilance as a dangerous attempt to preach about his own jokes, and in the face of such a test, he could only show his skill in pressing the gun and ask rhetorical questions:

"That's true, so is there anything you'd like to eat?"

"Black Forest Cake!"

The other party replied almost without thinking, leaving Omer a little speechless.

Admittedly, this answer flashed through his mind.

Miss Rongjin Shine, who is very good at making sweets in the intelligence records, is the one who inquires about herself at the same time as Miss Orihime.

However, for a number of reasons, he was so fully engaged in the investigation of Miss Orihime that he was so unaware of the reason for her curiosity.

Let's talk about it tomorrow... He couldn't help but think so.

He felt that silence in a conversation was inappropriate rather than thinking about another girl's rudeness in a conversation.

So he replied, "I'm asking about the food, and the dessert is not in a hurry for the time being." ”

"Then ......" Shinjo Akane, who was not worried about Omer saying this, should be treated as no such thing, and replied decisively, "Sour beef stew!" Suko said that he saw that you were soaking beef before, so she was ready to do this! ”

"If you can do a little, you have to keep a copy for a few of them."

"A little, it's okay~ Then there's roast pork knuckle!"

Omer was suddenly a little helpless: "...... Don't you have an oriental-style food to eat? ”

It's not that he doesn't reject hometown food.

It's better to say that the other party mentioned his hometown dishes one after another, and he was actually quite happy.

However, the preparation process of the dishes mentioned by the other party is somewhat troublesome, and it is far less convenient and quick than most oriental dishes.

In this regard, the person behind him also seemed to think considerately, and the place where his head was probably no longer behind him, and immediately said: "Hamburger meat? ”

"Why an interrogative sentence?"

"Because I don't seem to have seen much of the little snake do it~ but the tea house sauce can be made."

"You can learn, if you follow the online tutorial, although you may not be able to completely restore the taste, you can probably have seven or eight points."

He is confident in that.

In particular, he who lives in the kitchen has actually seen the café make Extreme Eastern-style hamburger meat.

After all, cooking is usually an advanced skill, but anyone with a little common sense can follow the tutorial to make the food not particularly tasty, but it will not be difficult to swallow.

Between 'amazingly delicious' and 'unpalatable', there's a common sense scale, and Omer thinks he's in between, and the other way around, the likes of Apricot Twilight and Evolto.

That kind of comic-style black hole of extreme cooking skills is obviously not rare.

"Huh——? Do you want my help? I actually would! ”

"That's an accident, so... Don't hesitate to teach? ”

"Oh, you're very good at talking today!"

"After all, I annoyed a lot of people at one time, and I have to learn to introspect." Omer couldn't help but sigh.

Although it didn't make much sense to reflect on the way he spoke, he just felt that his words had many shortcomings, and the three girls looked like they were deflated, but none of them came when he left.

"Is there such a thing? What did you do? No one told me! ”

"I'm wondering if you're going to be as angry as they are after telling you."

"Hmm... It's hard to say, so let's not ask. Akane leaned her head back on her back and looked at the many cars in the side lane.

Rush hour traffic is extremely congested, and they are all difficult to walk, and the headlights are blurred with the neon lights in the distance, like a high wall.

But the motorcycle controlled by the little snake can shuttle through all kinds of borders, as if nothing can stop his way, so that the scenery in front of her eyes is always changing, and the wind in her ears is also constantly changing.

She likes this unimpeded feeling very much, so she always wants to ride on the little snake's motorcycle.

"Anyway, little snake, you must be introspecting, so I won't be angry again."

"Isn't it possible not to get angry after hearing about it?"

"If it makes both the café and the bourbon angry, I don't think I'm special, right?"

"Not curious?"

"Curiosity and happiness are not linked~"

"yes, I'm curious about your first day of school."

"Huh? I'm definitely willing to talk about this! By the way, exchange your experiences on the first day of school! ”

"That would involve the three of them for being angry."

"Oh! Then you can slice it! ”

“… Shouldn't I still cut an album? ”

"Then let's have a guide cut!"

"In that case, let's start with the Dark Star."

"Oh! One is the arrival of the cosmic ape-man! ”

"It's a pity, just a lost little girl."

……

Later, in the Linton office.

Omer, who was in the room, was trying to get used to the time when no one was making him coffee.

Although he could teleport directly to the café room in Miura Liao to ask her for coffee, it was obvious that Omer was not in such a tricky state of mind.

He was just preparing for tomorrow's work, and by the way, he browsed the apology emails sent to him by the three Ma Niang at different times, with different wordings.

I guess it's an apology...... Looking at the ridicule revealed in Suzi's arrogant words, Omo was not very sure about her attitude.

But I can only say that I can get used to it.

The message from Miss Narita Road and Jiling was quite pleasant, especially a photo of the dessert shop sent by the latter, and it was a kind of relaxation to see the expression of Miss Vega, who had been with her for several years.

In addition to this, there was also a boring Shinjo Akane knocking on the door to watch a new episode of the special special effects of the traverser, which shows that he is not the only one who will feel uncomfortable with the departure of his three roommates.

But it's still a bit awkward to say that she and Omer are in the same situation.

After all, she wasn't given any homework on the first day, and Omer had to adjust Ma Niang's training plan and be mocked by the haunted Sunday Tranquility on the screen for her current situation.

I don't know who the guy who was so tired during the day because of the press conference that he could only lie on the table like a dead dog, and at night he was so sassy, come on, come on, you go to the kitchen for me to make coffee-

Omer hadn't taken her yet, but she had slipped away quickly.

So in the end, Omer could only turn on the intelligent polishing and brewing function of the coffee machine.

No café in the first night, miss her.

But the good news is that even if he doesn't catch Sunday Tranquility, his online environment is not alone.

The witch beast that stably processes crawler software information and then stuffs it into the social worker database (where hackers integrate and analyze user data and then archive it in a centralized manner) will always appear on time.

Although there are always more and more complaints about the tediousness of work, in terms of results, her Sumire is not low at all.

And other than that, it's a super agent whose iron man level is on par with Miss Sunkawa.

"How? That Miss Shinjo hasn't changed, has it? ”

Dedicated to his job, active in the search and rescue plane on the front line of the search for the lost Ma Niang: Mr. Jestis, even thinking about his own delusion at the beginning, made Omo stunned for a moment at the first sentence, and then shrugged his shoulders.

"It's pretty stable, but how is the node collection of the new universe?"

"The fourth, it's being transmitted to you, and at this point you should be able to communicate directly, but the latency will be higher, why don't you try it now?"

"Trying a high-latency conversation? What kind of prison is this? ”

"Don't say that, just be an ancient pen pal exchange, and the feedback time is longer."

"How long is a conservative estimate?"

"Let's reply in three days."

“……”