In the preparation stage of the intramural audition, the audience often can't wait with the contestants.

After all, there are usually only two kinds of audiences here:

Come and see the senior/junior/peer horse racing mother, trying to find a trainer for excellent horse girls.

It is true that the central trainers have been in a state of 'short supply' because of the high threshold for selection, and almost all trainers exist based on the work status of many horse girls signed by their subordinates, and on this basis, the signing considerations of each new horse girl need to be carefully weighed.

But there are still newcomers.

It's not that Omer's situation is special, but it's the same as the horse racing girls who have been transferred to the central government in some places - the same newcomer trainers who have passed the central certificate from the local horse girl school and can come to the center.

The horse racing lady named Chestnut Hat and her trainer named Kitahara Takaji were transferred from the same place, and even before they were transferred, they took on each other's responsibilities, which can be described as a typical case at the textbook level.

It was also because the new trainers transferred from these places were not really new to the trainer profession, and Omer couldn't help but feel awkward when he was greeted by them.

It's hard to think that you can be called a senior when you join the company two or three months early.

It is even more difficult to accept these colleagues, who seem to be older than him, or even a lot older, and have many horse racing training records on their resumes, nodding at themselves.

When he turned back from the troubles of monsters and negative energy, and had to face the pedantic regional culture, the armor man couldn't help but feel a little melancholy and tired, and then put down the book "The Wisdom of Nutrition" in his hand in exhaustion.

Instead, he picked up his briefcase, fumbled through it with his clumsy iron hand, and it took more than ten seconds to find his special insulated coffee cup, and then rubbed the straw with difficulty.

"What are you doing! Ormer, in the cosplay...? ”

Suddenly, there was such a hearty greeting coming from the crowd, followed by the palm wind blowing from the left behind, which made him subconsciously lean forward with the water glass.

The hand is steady in place, but the upper body leans forward, and the reaction of the conditioned reflex alone is a rare degree of completion, but unfortunately, the result of pure instinct is to miss the logic of the next step-

Smack.

A slap from the right rear slapped on the back of the young man who didn't want to make physical contact, and then another voice came from the hearty voice that was not weak: "What are you hiding!" Can Ah Feng still shoot you over? ”

"He's hard to achieve, but the treble is out of the question."

Turning his head to look at the brown-haired horse lady with black deer hair, Linton Trainer finally let out a long sigh: "Can this wind blow you too?" ”

"Even Lu Duo, Amazon, and Bai Ren are here, can I still come? It's you, why are you dressed like this? ”

"That's the question I want to ask."

Looking at the representative of Chimei in the school uniform through the transparent chip, Omo initially restrained his desire to complain that the other party had already retired and graduated and still wore it like this.

But now that he was questioned about his taste in armor, he turned his back on him.

"This sounds like it can give people the illusion that Miss Chiaki also worked together in the student union."

"I want to! And I often go to the student council! ”

"I have to admit it." The majestic iron face of the eyes that radiated silver light from the lens bowed slightly.

As we all know, positions such as the student union require not only ability, but also election.

In other words, it is a demand for popularity, especially for Central Traison, which has a high degree of student autonomy, and the support of students will only be more important.

Based on this, it was still the active Triple Crown champion back then. B, it is probably possible to easily sit in the position of the student union.

Just like her high-intensity visit to the student union now, no one has an opinion.

"Humph! I was invited by the student council presidents for two terms! ”

"It's not hard to imagine, but let me greet the other one."

Omer wasn't distracted by the chat.

Yutaka Nishizaki, who was still standing in the back left, had stopped talking several times, trying to join the conversation but couldn't.

In front of the stands of this simulation match, which has a lot of public view, the trainer Prince is polite and steady, not like a certain bad-hearted Mr. CB: "Ah, Ah Feng, you are still here, don't delay the juniors behind you!" ”

"I think they wanted to say hi to Omer, too." With a somewhat troubled smile, Nishizaki Yutaka stepped aside slightly, revealing the row of little girls behind him and a few big girls who were about to retire.

Silent Suzuka, Special Week, Big Shock, Yamato Chiji, Super Cove, Vodka, and Emperor of the East China Sea, this is exactly the configuration of the top trainers, and they have all met with Omer to a greater or lesser extent, and they are not strangers.

But now, they are more or less restrained - except for the East China Sea Emperor, who is as 'no big or small' as always, and the Miss Da Zhen, who is also in a transcendent position in the horse racing world.

"Hello, Linton Trainer."

"Hello, big shock."

Noticing that the salutation was different from the original 'Miss' suffix, the mild-mannered girl smiled lightly, empatheticly ignoring the other's strange attire.

“… It looks like you've thoroughly adjusted to life in Traison. ”

"Thanks to you." Omer bowed.

The incident involving Dongzi Zhenren was also the first round of official registration commissions after he became a trainer and even a mercenary, and at that time, he was both new to both sides, and he was deeply impressed.

And this kind of dumb riddle made the silent Suzuka and Super Xiaowan cast a bit of strange looks, especially when they looked at each other's mecha-like and gundam-like outfits and said, 'You have completely adapted to Traeson's life', the two girls thought, 'When was Traison like this?' ’。

But before they could figure it out, they heard another companion shout:

"Hey! Feed! Bourbon trainer, haven't you been looking for the president for a long time! ”

"Indeed, isn't that exactly what you want? Imperial classmates. The mechanical helmet with V-shaped sharp horns on his head bowed slightly, looking at the little brown-haired girl who was only about 1.5 meters old.

Inevitably, the eyes will be on the crescent moon in front of the other person's forehead.

And in the face of him who is completely 1.9 meters tall, and even more than 2 meters if you count the double horns, the little girl has the courage to ignore it: "Mmmm! It's definitely good for you to give up and force the president to return to the arena, but isn't it too spineless to give up so easily!! ”

“？”

"Yes, yes, why do you have to work hard~" is clearly one of the parties who helped to confuse the facts, and is now also in the heat of responding to the road.

"You see, even Qianming's predecessors think so! Why did you give up the president so easily! ”

"Has this been distorted to become more bizarre?" Ome let out a deep sound of confusion.

"yes, what are you talking about! Emperor, it's impossible for Linton trainers to give up anyone! Yamato Chiji immediately helped.

As soon as she thought that the other party's horse racing lady was Miss Suko, she had twelve points of confidence in the tenacity of Linton's trainers!

And when he looked at the opponent's armor, which looked very heavy, his gaze quickly swept over the obvious light that came out of the gap between the opponent's eyes and joints-

- By virtue of this trait alone, she could guess the reason why Trainer Linton's outfit was so 'distinct' today.

Sure enough, it's the one......

She thought so surely, and then she heard the vodka, which was always in opposition to herself, and she should have shouted, "Yes! There's no way a Linton trainer could do that kind of thing! ”

“？” In the same team, there was also a fairly familiar emperor of the East China Sea, and he immediately put a question mark on his head.

I recall the last time I saw the united front of vodka and Yamato Chiji, I am afraid it was when I confronted the Golden Ship half a year ago.

"Vodka? Are you okay? When threatened, you blink. ”

Not only her, but even Special Zhou, who was also trying to speak to Ommogo, and the silent Suzuka and Super Cove all cast concerned glances at her.

This is probably a very heartbreaking situation for the parties, and it is enough to make the Ma Niang, who looks like a bad girl, into a panic:

"What do you mean to be threatened! Don't you see the super handsome armor of the Linton trainers? He also has a great motorcycle! Those who like armor and motorcycles are definitely not bad people!! ”

"Ah...... It's vodka, that's right, Chiji, you take care of her. The East China Sea Emperor, who was indifferent to his teammates' aesthetics, said speechlessly.

"What do you mean! Can't you discover the sincerity of that hard-core super robot heavy armor? ”

"Super robots? What is that? I think it's more like a beetle. "The East China Sea Emperor who looked at Omer again was not interested.

"As you said, this is the heavy beetle armor Cos armor from Monster Hunter, but the prototype is a super robot."

"Ah, I see, no, this is not important!"

"I think it's quite important, and calling the wrong source when witnessing cosplay will not only make Coser sad, but also the fans."

"Uh..." Turning his head to look at the vodka with a somewhat gloomy expression, the lively and willful emperor suddenly panicked, and quickly turned his head to apologize.

And Yamato Chiji, who was also trying to comfort the other party, also secretly found an opportunity to come over and whispered: "That... Linton Trainer ...... Isn't it Miss Suko......"

"True to your word."

"Got it... I'll explain it to you. ”

"Thank you very much, I'm glad that Suko was able to meet such a kind junior as you."

"Eh, you... You've won a prize... I- I'm going to explain to you first, I'm out of company! ”

The red-haired girl, who seemed to be very praised, quickly turned around and ran towards her small group, causing the heavy armor trainer to avoid the huge double ponytail that the opponent threw past with a nimble step that did not match the appearance.

I didn't look at the other party's distant back, but I was more anxious to re-rub the straw of the cup - I finally had time to drink coffee.

Raised his finger and poked the inconspicuous bulge on the side of the face armor, causing a small circle of holes in the mouth armor to facilitate the connection of the straw, and he listened to the sentence as soon as he took a sip: "Did you forget me?" ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......"

"Eh, you really forgot? Really, this armor can't be patted on the back, how did you fish out this set of things. Representative Qianming was a little speechless.

Try to pat the back to relieve the other party's choking, but I am suffering from the restoration of the opponent's props, and I know that it is useless to listen to the dull clattering sound after a few pats.

I suspect it's not just a Cos prop.

"With... Using the old armor rebuilt from my adoptive father's early years, the defense performance has degraded to almost nothing, and the only advantage is the tightness and built-in temperature control. ”

"It still sounds like it's the bottom of the box."

"It's been a year and a half."

At the Comic Con, I don't talk and pretend to be a statue in the same place, observe all kinds of passers-by, and even if someone occasionally asks for a group photo, it doesn't get in the way - I get tired of being in such an observation environment that can maintain an independent field of vision after being there more than a dozen times.

In particular, after the 'high-reduction armor Coser, which only produces the Beetle Set Demon God Z every time' became more and more famous, it made the observation environment worse.

"How bright is it for you to bring this thing out this time?"

Hearing this, Omo was silent for a moment, squatted down again, took out sunglasses from his briefcase, and put them on her under the other party's puzzled gaze.

Then, he raised his hands again and lifted the other man's cheeks.

"Oh~ What is this going to do?" The brown-haired horse lady who never resisted because of trust, and still had to pretend to be misunderstood, witnessed the downward movement and opening of the eyehole lens in this seemingly intimate move.

So someone let out a sad scream in the next second, covering the eyes that were still protected by sunglasses.