The dream world has long since changed.

The change lies in the former Omer. Linton never knew the reality of the dream when he woke up, and often in his daily thoughts, he was surprised that some habits in life should not be.

Habits of life naturally include dealing with others, the most prominent of which undoubtedly lies in the softening and even intimacy of attitudes.

It is not difficult to doubt, it is not difficult to guess, and it is impossible to blame.

After all, in the midst of all the unknowns, there are still two rounds of dreams that still leave a deep impression even if there is no memory, and he has to admit that he is suffering from the blessing of 'waking up from a dream without memory'.

Not to mention the inevitability of dreams, or the blessings of Ling, the dreams of these days have indeed become clear and clear.

Especially when there is a tea party in your dreams.

The café with its tranquil silhouette on Sunday inevitably reminds Majin of the skyscrapers of the past.

The so-called desolate soul theory, of course, is just a joke now, the souls of these two sisters are so abnormally entangled with each other, inseparable, and even able to walk in the dream realm with each other's posture and the other's fluctuations when one is sleeping.

And the most ironic thing in this is undoubtedly that Tranquility on Sunday was not aware of it when she was logged in by the tea house in a different place.

It can only be said that the parent-child relationship of the Linton family is indeed like this, and it is always the case from someone's life to the afterlife.

Even if this demon god has not undergone any study and training, and does not quite understand how to use some of his power that has been purified by divinity, the passive effect after the heaviness of divinity can still give him the ability to easily suppress the wandering soul that has left his body.

Although Ormo once wanted him to sign up for a hacker class, he just felt that the other party was too idle on weekdays.

Even if the other party sent a message early in the morning, saying that it seemed to have a strange dream, and when he woke up, he had some inexplicable memories, and the content was as if he was hanging out in a strange place or something...... Omer will only send her one sentence:

What do you want to say? You have a crush on me? 】

But these are all turned into an extraordinarily complex emotion under his operation that is not only specially induced, but also ruthlessly backstabbed in the end.

Then the terminal screen will start to be haunted.

It's like something that 'has become a woman's plaything after unremitting efforts', if you talk to her, you will probably have a 'it's your, I'm happy' attitude.

Then there will be a string of expletives that need to be harmonized.

Of course, the latter is actually quite humiliating.

This kind of mentality is like seeing parents of college students staying at home during the long vacation, always telling each other to go out for a walk, get up and exercise, and find something to do.

After all, Omer. Linton also bears a lot of divinity, and he is also a demon god even if rounded.

But this kind of mutual support before and after life is also a common scene in the parent-child relationship in contemporary society, which obviously does not include Alexis. Keliff this guy.

Always nesting in his own terminal to watch the hilarious jokes, when necessary, you should still help yourself card the cyber ghost, right?

But that's just a minor issue.

Although it is true that being a sister is a high-achieving student in séance, and it also has excellent spirituality, and it is born to do things that ordinary people cannot, but Sunday Tranquility, a guy who has always been a wandering spirit, can't even guarantee autonomy, it's hard to say that it's really a shame, or the result of too much doting and tolerance for his sister.

Or else?

Let the other party know that the café is dreaming online to in the late night dream?

Then he'd really have to ask Alexis for rent.

So Omer didn't mention it to her at all.

Morrison is his adoptive father, he sits there to occupy the memory, and he doesn't do, which is normal, and this rounding can be regarded as cyber support.

Although in a sense, Alexis is also like Akane's adoptive father, or the kind of person who doesn't come to the house much, but every time he comes, he will bring you pocket money, new toys, and always have no proper relatives and uncles, which will bring you very relaxed and happy memories of getting along.

But to be reasonable, send a message early in the morning to show what you had in your dream last night, and you changed it to another man of the same age, don't you have to come up with this feeling?

The difference between Omer and them is that they know the truth, but they don't want to start the conversation.

And after she accidentally broke into the consciousness of the tea house, she was able to be seamlessly connected after the latter regained consciousness.

"Next time, you can help me stop it." Omer said to the screen.

"The witch beast doesn't know the severity, my adoptive father doesn't have this ability, this job is thought about, and only you can do it."

"Huh~ I thought you would continue to ignore me."

On weekdays, he doesn't talk a lot, but Alexis, who is almost ignored by Omer, is finally being greeted once, but he doesn't have any sense of getting carried away with his eyebrows, but continues to put on a good-tempered frivolous elder: "That woman can't cause you any trouble, right?" Is it necessary to make a special arrangement for her? ”

"Or do you just want me not to be idle?"

Alexis, who has been watching Omer's communication with Morrison these days, has seen something to some extent.

To this, Ormer just shook his head.

"Nothing has to be done if necessary, as if I should have asked Gurlitt to re-imprison you if necessary."

"Terrible~Terrible~" With a smile that could not be concealed, Alexis's consistent way of speaking has its own mockery, "I should thank Xiaoqian for finding a boyfriend who is not very law-abiding~"

"You should be thankful for her."

"On the premise that the person chooses to ignore it, even if I am her boyfriend, I don't intend to make this decision for her by 'collecting debts for her'."

"Hahaha," Alexis couldn't help but let out a genuine laugh when he heard this, "What kind of debt, obviously she was very easy at that time, didn't she?" ”

"It's just as comfortable to free yourself and commit to the dark, and you should know that I gave her the most comfortable time, and she brought me that pleasant and real enjoyment, and we should wait."

"For you?" Omer asked rhetorically, ignoring the man's repetition of the lyrics of his own character song in the first half.

As early as when he was in the cuckoo platform, Omer had listened to their respective character songs to Yuta's gang, and some were thin-skinned and quickly resisted, while others were so satisfied that they wanted to use them as alarm clocks and mobile phone bells.

Alexis was certainly not among Ormer's sharing, but the Internet was too advanced for the Federation to find out and join the ranks of the latter.

On weekdays, I hum two sentences when I have nothing to do.

Consider that the lyrics of the sentence '茜空が黒く染まる時/When the crimson sky is dyed with darkness' will appear frequently, and there will be a special pause in the pronunciation of 'akane' to treat it as a metaphor for the scene.

That's exactly the weird uncle who tempts the girl to take revenge on society, and it will also make his changed attitude in Omer's eyes continue to rise.

It's quite kimo.

"Well, it's more important than personal wishes, exchanging with each other, isn't it?"

"It's a pity, I think the point is your personal will, i.e., whether it's voluntary or not," the young man said, stir-frying the ingredients in the pot with a blank face, "It will directly apply to the values of judgment, and I can't agree with you in the slightest." ”

"Even if we are essentially the same kind?"

"I disagree, I think you're used to generalizing."

I've seen too much of the specious Ommer, and my understanding of the concept of the same kind is changing, and it is not uncommon for people to be similar to each other, but it is not so much the same kind as the same kind in some way.

Everyone is multifaceted, and each side may be able to mirror others.

Just as he had more or less similarities with Tracys, Wang, Celenina and others, but he didn't think he could call them his kind.

The more you get in touch, the more you are likely to see the differences, especially for Omer, who has been in frequent intimate contact with Celenina in recent days.

It's not that there are any xp differences, but the more you talk, the more you can find some different views and understandings in those various topics.

There is no other way than to seek common ground while reserving differences, and you can't be as completely indifferent as the guy in front of you.

"Okay, let's not talk about that."

Now, it's Alexis who takes a step back.

"Your ability to grasp emotions is completely incomparable to Xiaoqian, and it also means that your thinking is deep-rooted, oops, Xiaoqian will be led by her boyfriend in the future~"

"It's really ironic at the moment."

"Oh? What? Is there anything I don't know about... Did it happen? ”

"You want to have fun, don't you?"

Omana can see the emotional vision of emotions in Ultraman's face, and he can also see the good thing in a sleek iron face.

"How is it possible, I just care about you."

The classic tea talk made Omer simply silent.

It's just that this silence is not so much that he doesn't want the other party to be satisfied, but rather that the matter itself is rude.

When I woke up, I saw that the two pioneers were trying the training mode, and one of them was able to hold up the mobile phone to show the training mode and practice screenshots or something......

It can be described in the literal sense of the word: after unremitting efforts, it has become a woman's plaything.

Obviously, it was impossible to tell Alexis about such a thing.