On the third floor of the high school, the only one that has been restructured from a classroom is in the activity room of the Horse Racing Lady Squad.

As always, the trainer sat on the small sofa in the corner, holding a not-so-thick paper book in his hand, and his eyes under the lenses focused on the complex and detailed diagrams, which seemed to be particularly focused.

Not far away, the black-haired Ma Niang was also engrossed in the classical Moka pot in her hand.

This is the expensive extraction tool that she ordered two days ago and received this morning, and the trainer delivered it as a courier adds a special meaning to it - although the trainer has not taken her to climb the mountain yet, the happy appearance of her pouring coffee powder into the powder tray and humming softly or something is probably a picture that has been conceived in advance.

And on the wall near the side of the exit, the chestnut-haired Ma Niang is operating the trainer's terminal light screen, meditating on the shogi trend on the screen - this is her leisure training.

Playing shogi is a very common way of intellectual training, and some trainers prefer to use chess and card games such as bridge, chess, and chess to train Ma Niang, and the essence is the same.

Of course, if it's okay to send a link to Ma Niang's soul, shouting that there is a lack of one in the four-person room, most of them just want to play hemp.

And although the trainer of the chestnut red-haired horse girl is not keen on shogi, it does not prevent him from choosing training.

Anyway, it's the difficult AI that's in charge of the game, not the trainer himself.

The chestnut-haired Ma Niang is not the kind of girl who starts yelling when she goes down, she is also quiet and focused, adding an important touch to the quietness of the activity room.

It was such a quiet activity room with the faint aroma of coffee that suddenly ushered in a dull knock on the door.

This was followed by loud and impatient shouting:

"Guinea Pig King~! Guinea Pig~! Guinea Pig~! ”

"......" Ma Niang, who played shogi, could continue to focus on the screen, but Ma Niang, who was making coffee, had to cast some resentful glances.

And the main owner of the other party's call seems to have the same concentration as Ma Niang who plays shogi, and he doesn't raise his head as if he is deaf.

So it was only natural that he would usher in a direct cry that was no longer accustomed to subduing his voice:

"Trainer!!"

The main owner still didn't raise his head, but his face was obviously intolerant of high decibels, and his reply voice was also a little helpless: "... It's not lunch time yet, Miss Suko. ”

"Who's hungry!"

If the ownership of a room can be calculated by the variety of objects, then this activity room should probably belong to the Manchester City Café, but according to the perception of the objects, it should be the main owner of the Elie Suzi.

Her set of objects, which are far more regular and valuable than clutter, occupy half of the interior space, and she always does not hesitate to consider herself the host with the most unceremonious attitude:

"I said you, it's the third day! How long will it take to get the follow-up research materials? ”

"It's only the third day, be patient, Miss Suko," the trainer, who still didn't lift his head, quietly turned a new page as he spoke, "You must know that the police usually solve cases on a monthly basis, and some major cases are solved on a yearly basis. ”

"For example, some work that involves latent aspects is often difficult to achieve results in ten years."

"You can't wait that long for a big event involving a negative energy monster, can you?" didn't force the other party to look at her talking, and Aili Suzi was impatient.

"Exactly, so it won't have to wait too long, will it?"

"But what if it doesn't matter to us in the end——! Trainer ——! ”

"Eh, don't get started! Don't drag! Don't shake. ”

Normally, it is difficult for a trainer who is pressed on the shoulders by Ma Niang's hands to keep calm.

Omer is no exception.

Especially when the other party wants to drag him directly to shake him, and he can't always test the tear resistance quality of the coat in order to fight against him, he can only hold the opponent's shoulder and arm with his backhand.

"Let it go! Are you taken away by Akane or by Chimei! ”

As he said, although Omer and Suko usually get along with each other rudely and aggressively, they are not to the extent of casual physical conflicts.

This kind of willfulness is directly pulled and dragged directly The lack of a sense of distance is more of the style of people like Akane and Chiaki and Maruzen.

He is always tired of dealing with people who are not good at physical contact.

"No, it's just that a kind friend gave me a proposal to communicate more efficiently with Guinea Pig."

"Don't listen to the proposals of those who haven't done the basic work of the experiment, this feedback is undoubtedly adding to the cost of communication." Ormo didn't have a good airway.

"Really? I think it's pretty efficient, at least if I don't, who knows how long you'll be staring at that book? ”

The girl said, glancing at the gossip wheel on the page in Omer's hand: "What are you looking at?" It's neither training-related, nor monster-related. ”

"New Edition. Zhou Yi Prediction", together with this "Water Mirror Divine Appearance" and "Contemporary Kanyu", were all sent by Xiaolin Liqi. ”

“？ It sounds more like a blessing to be given, and can you read it? ”

Omo shook his head: "I don't understand, some things related to the ancient culture of Dongyan are really obscure, but I want to have a general impression, maybe I will use it in the near future." ”

"What? Do you think you can use physiognomy and feng shui to investigate the flow of negative energy? ”

"It can only be said that since the other party deliberately guides the negative energy to gather underground, then they have a very high probability of getting involved in geography and leylineage, and they are more likely to do something against the dragon," Omer raised his hand and pushed his glasses, "You can't just just transfer negative energy and press it into the earth and ignore it, that kind of technique is too rough and mentally retarded." ”

"Okay, that means you're already preparing," Erie raised her eyebrows, looked back, and dragged a chair to sit down, "Then Guinea Pig-kun~, if you have any commissions this time, how about bringing us?" ”

"I never wanted to involve students in the case, as for 'us'?" He looked at Suko in surprise, and then looked up slightly at the teahouse and bourbon behind her.

The last one has been looking at this side for some time, and the chess game on the screen is not over.

"You've discussed?"

"Don't you know that?" Suko clasped his arms in his hands, "We're all interested in monsters. ”

"Researching monsters and getting involved in monster incidents are two different things, and I always have to be responsible for you and your families."

"In that case, how about we separate them?"

"How?"

"You can go in and out of danger, we are only responsible for assisting in research."

“…… That's a cold one. ”

"But isn't that what we've been doing? Or do you think that your circle of mercenaries, those friends and enemies, will be very polite and not pay attention to us? ”

Speaking clearly to show her dangerous situation, the dark red under the girl's grating was full of smiles, like a certain Kamen Rider transforming into the same posture and slightly raising her arms, which made her proudly and happily appear.

"It's such an unchanging condition, and it meets your persistence, doesn't it?"

"Ah," Omer listened and nodded suddenly, "it seems that Miss Suko came prepared this time." ”

And the other party was even more disdainful of hiding it, and confidently admitted: "What do you think is the reason for my quiet these two days?" ”

"It's good, it's good." Omer nodded.

Only pedantic adults would insist that children grow up like the tracks they portray, and Omer is only responsible for pushing anyone's life trajectory, not wanting to lead the way, so he will not deny the other person's thinking, and the logic that is derived from thinking that is indeed valid.

So......

"I agree with your proposal, and in retrospect, when I said that to you, it was irreparable."

As a mercenary, he sent a contract invitation to Erie Suko and became a trainer...... If two professions are combined, then their respective fields are destined to be intertwined.

Omer had to admit it.

"Redemption? Don't say it's terrible. ”

"If you don't do it well, it will be bad," Omer shook his head, leaning on the sofa after putting down the book, "Think about why the heroes of the Anmi manga are masked, and think about why Ultraman's human body hides their identities - of course, there are exceptions, but there are always exceptions......"

Omo said, raising his eyes to look at the three horse girls: "For example, even if you reveal your identity, there is no danger, maybe I should find you the best monster card." ”

"Oh? Other words? Even though she was overjoyed, Erie Suko was still quite reserved.

Then he was splashed with cold water by Omer: "There's nothing to say, now that everyone is together, it's time to train." ”

"Eh~!"

"Eh, do you remember being a horse racing girl?"

(End of chapter)