"Excuse me, sir, are you her teacher? Because our boss is also a part-time teacher, if you are a teacher, you can get a discount on the event at our place. ”

"Not really, but can the trainers?"

"Huh?! Of course!! Ah, are you a Linton trainer?! ”

"I'm right, but please lower the volume a little?"

"Ah, okay, okay, sorry, I'm so excited, I'm actually a fan of you and your lady tea."

"Thanks to my love, if I have the chance, I will bring a café for a drink."

"Really?!"

"If you have a chance, by the way, do you need to use it to confirm your identity?" The young man shook the trainer badge in his hand.

"Ah, no, it's a payment code."

"Okay...... Did you get it? ”

"Roger, ah, Linton Trainer... Can you sign for me? ”

"It's all right, Mr. Gongbi, please wait a minute."

Ten minutes after that unrelenting topic, Omer. Linton stood at the counter in front of the café to pay the bill, and standing together would make the waiter misunderstand.

didn't leave just right, but seemed to wait for him to finish the account and then leave together, which made him a little surprised, but he also had to inform the other party in the continuous delay.

The latter just turned sideways impatiently and waved his hand in a casual gesture.

"Linton trainer, she's ......"

The impolite response made it difficult for even the waiter to take it calmly, but the young man also knew that his identity and position were inconvenient to speak, so he expressed himself quite implicitly.

"That's it for the autograph."

As if he didn't care about this at all, and pretended not to hear it, Linton trainer just smiled goodbye to him, and then beckoned to the dragon girl-like woman: "I've been waiting for a long time, Mr. Gongbi, let's go." ”

"Not bad." The girl raised her chin.

The young man seemed to be a little surprised and said, "Yes, I thought you knew a lot about this." ”

“？”

What is this saying?

Watching these two people walk out of the store one after the other, the waiter habitually said goodbye with a business attitude, but he also looked at the backs of these two people in confusion.

I was just going to click on some of the fan groups to exchange some new news, but I stopped for a while because a new guest needed to be greeted.

On the street outside the store, the combination of formal and student wear is slowly moving forward, Yuan Xi deliberately slows down and falls behind, while Omer notices the other person's slow pace and also slows down.

This intimacy made the former a little annoyed: "Why are you walking so slowly?" ”

"Walking slowly is good for your body and mind," Omer shrugged, "or is Gongbi going to say goodbye here?" ”

"I—" Yuki, who had an unnatural expression, was silent for a moment, looking at the street that had been lit up and therefore looked colorful, "I'm going to wander around here." ”

"It is recommended that after two more blocks in that direction, there will be at least three commercial and entertainment areas related to the theme of horse racing girls," said Omer, who had finished guiding him in this way, and simply began to break it down from the bottom up, "Then, I will take my leave first, Gongbi teacher......"

"Wait! You're just going back?! ”

“？”

Countless small squares that had broken down and disappeared from his body began to reappear as the confusion on his face began to reappear.

"You? What? Shouldn't you know what I'm in right now?! ”

As if the scene was reappearing, the offense and defense were easy to shape, and the current mood of the teacher was not very stable, as if he didn't expect Omer to walk so simply.

As for Omer, to be honest, although he had a guess in his heart, the guess itself was difficult to determine.

It's just that the phenomenon itself of the fact that the other party didn't simply leave when he paid the bill made him think... The other party may have something else to say.

The direction is not difficult to determine.

I don't talk about doujinshi painting at the table just now.,If you have to leave it until the end of the working hours...... It was supposed to be personal, but Omer thought he didn't have anything personal to talk about with the other party, and he should have gone back sooner!

The demon who has determined the direction, but is not interested in the details, is not used to the other party after getting an obvious stiff-mouthed answer from a rhetorical question that is neither hard nor soft.

But just such a moment of opportunity was still caught by Xi.

I really seized the opportunity.

Although the specific performance was urgent, it was also frank, so that Omer, who was converging towards the teleportation point near the office, abruptly stopped and reversed the process.

This is the effect that can only be achieved by Mefilas-type teleportation.

In the case of Jeton and Dark Teliga or something, it is a momentary teleportation to teleport, and there is no interruption and countercurrent if you regret it, only the option of teleporting back after teleporting.

Fortunately, in order to save his magic power, Omo has always used Mephiras's ability as a substitute, and he can still listen to the other party's immediate additional questioning.

"You know what I was talking about the waiter!"

That's true.

In fact, the comment on the eve of the 'not bad' was made to the waiter, and the evaluation was that the other party showed enough restraint despite his dissatisfaction.

It was precisely because of this that Omer sighed that he thought Xi was a frequent visitor here.

But the result is obvious, Miss Xi either found a random position, or read and listened to some recommendations.

But it doesn't matter, because one moment never means forever, and it's like when you're playing a game, you might encounter a coincidence with another stranger who chooses the same character, plays with the same weapon, and makes the same set of combos.

But it's too hard to replicate with such a stranger.

Unless you're playing too knife (x).

As we all know, all Swordsmen share a brain (x).

Omer doesn't see himself as sharing a hub with Yu, even though observation is a must as a painter.

But don't talk about observation, because for the mind, observation is only the foundation.

The logical circuit on that basis is the root that best manifests individual differences.

But now that the other party has been exposed to this step, even if he wasn't sure before, he can be sure now.

Miss Xi just seized the opportunity to sneak out of the house, and probably didn't want to go back immediately.

But she is not a child, and she should always be financially independent.

Since you are financially independent, where can't you play when you run out of the house? Where can't you stay?

As a special cultural zone for traversers, as well as a special cultural zone for horse racing, Jiemen District has a considerable amount of economic development from tourism every year, which also means that there is no shortage of hotels, hostels, houses and other places in this large area.

Even if you don't want to stay alone, you can also choose the special Internet café in the Far East - there are comics, computers to play, and special furnishings for overnight stays.

However, based on the information he had read about the Rhode Island Forum, Miss Xi was even able to stay directly in the scroll she had created.

With such a bizarre ability, you may not even need to go to an Internet café.

Find a place to paint, and the residence will be dealt with - as long as it is not discovered by the chengguan and washed quickly.

In short, no matter what......

"My office is not a hotel, Miss Xi." He sighed bluntly.

Although it was okay to have a painting in the house, Omer felt that it was not a problem, especially given the delicate nature of Rhode Island.

"Sister Ming Ling often goes to your place, don't you welcome her now?"

“…… I guess it's not the same thing. ”

For a moment, Ormer had the feeling that his brain had been smashed.

My brother can come as you like, but are you my brother?!

And Ling didn't spend the night here!

Except in Rhode Island, she has not even been seen in reality in the last few days, only in her dreams.

It is true that in the last few days, he has slept quite short for some reasons that he understands.

But the strangeness of the dream lies in the infinite extension of the time and the senses, and the so-called Huangliang Dream is the ultimate embodiment of this somatosensory gap.

So although he has slept less these days, he is unexpectedly not particularly tired.

Traditionally, the exhaustion and detoxification of the body, or cells, can be relieved by the circulation of energy such as magic.

But only relief.

Moreover, mental exhaustion is always unavoidable.

But once the latter has the possibility of recovery, then he will not have obvious dark circles under his eyes, so he specially makes up for sleep in order not to be dizzy.

Just yawning every now and then is unavoidable.

"How is it not the same thing? Didn't she also run to you to hide from Sister Huang and stay for several days? ”

“？”

Miss Xi's logic has some kind of bias...... Omer, who sensed the discrepancy in the information, or his own opinion, raised his hand and twisted the bridge of his nose.

Interpretation...... After all, forget it.

Omer, who was only in a hurry to fulfill the messages he had sent, did not want to continue such inefficient exchanges, and the words of the other party directly inspired him.

Miss Dodge, huh?

Yes!

Omer sighed, who had put his hand down, and pulled a void of pitch-black mist around him.

"Okay, come here."