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Chapter 1968 No.585: Not wrong at all

Each person's different way of thinking due to their different living environment and personal circumstances will also determine their responses in situations that require reading comprehension.

So in response to Omer Linton's three serious sentences, the eight horse girls obviously could not reach a consensus.

Just look at his expression.

Although everyone is good at acting, some people are talented even without much added talent - for example, they are always cold and taciturn, and their expressionless nature seems almost instinctive. Others can give people great pressure just by putting on a calm look, which in turn raises the threshold for observation.

but--

Their trainers are no amateurs.

Observation is a special skill and the foundation of a demon's existence. Its accuracy will also increase as the sense of intimacy increases.

Admittedly, this is unusual.

Because there are many cases where people who spend all day hunting geese end up getting their eyes pecked by geese, and even secret agents and spies often fail in the irony of being friends and relatives. The phenomenon that the closer you are to someone, the more accurate your judgment should be based on one-way emotions, but the so-called "should" and "usual" should not fall on those abnormal people who are always growing and improving.

Even though he often looks tired, he never stops introspecting, thinking and reviewing. It seems that the demon whose physical strength limit is always increasing is evolving every day.

But then again, these horse racing girls are also lowering the difficulty level themselves.

Not to mention anything else, just the sudden blushing of Aimei Orihime and Narita Shirahito is something that anyone can see is problematic, and it's clearly going straight into a direction that is not suitable for children.

But it’s not their fault.

After all, that's exactly what Omer meant by what he said.

Not to mention the two of them, even Sirius seemed to be having a hard time keeping himself together. He subconsciously glanced at Rudolph and hastily looked at Omar several times, his eyes inevitably flustered. Compared with the two of them, the only difference was that he blushed just as obviously.

Should we say that this is the end of the three of them, or is it that they are so easily led astray in their own thoughts?

Omar put the issue aside for the moment and turned his attention to the girls who seemed to be focusing on another meaning of the words.

The symbol of Rudolph, the representative of Chiaki, the symbol of Elise, and the Manchester City Tea House.

It is impossible to say that Omar had no foresight before he spoke. He would naturally simulate and think about the waves that his words might cause, because he is the kind of person who will spare no effort as long as he has the opportunity to control the situation.

It is impossible that the person who sets the question has no idea how others will respond to his question, so it is undeniable that there is indeed literal ambiguity in his words.

Or it cannot be said to be ambiguous.

When he presented those sentences for eight-level reading comprehension, the fact was that any interpretation of it was the correct answer.

He could acknowledge them all and turn them into facts that he hoped they would accept.

So his gaze would naturally be directed towards the four people who always had a lot of ideas, far more than ordinary people.

He believed that although some of the eight people under his command would be blinded by a single leaf, there would also be others who could understand from as many fields as possible and even see everything.

“Do I have to emphasize that I will put them first?”

One is just as the brown-haired horse girl with her arms crossed said, and as she spoke, the dark red behind her grating was also expressing her dissatisfaction as always.

Airihaku is always like this.

Whether it is the sensitivity of involving others in the people and things that she values, or the possessiveness that follows that sensitivity, these are the reasons why she and Omar are often dissatisfied with their daily interactions. If it were someone else, they might not be able to stay, but Omar didn't care. After all, he grew up quickly and had already become familiar with it from his initial inability to deal with it.

It feels a lot like raising a cat, to be honest.

There are docile black cats like Chazuo, and there are brown cats that pant easily like Suzuko. It doesn't matter once you get to know their temperaments.

So he answered very calmly:
"not only that."

"Is it first come first served?" Rudolph suddenly asked, "Or is it some other kind of hierarchy?"

"It should be said that it is an emotional grading, which is the difference between the beginning and the end." Omer's answer was very academic, and made the three people who were stunned when Suzuko opened his mouth even more stunned.

The hard control time will probably be extended. After all, although the intelligence digestion capabilities of those three are not bad, they still have to be inferior to the dialogue between the gods here.

"That doesn't sound like there will be any changes," the horse girl who proved that she was still free at the Dream Cup said seamlessly, and then looked at Omer in confusion, "Will it change?"

"It can't be worse than the Association," replied Omer.

"That's it~ I don't think there will be any problems here," Qian Ming stretched lazily, feeling that it was a bit tiring to chat like this, "and none of us likes to escape... uh..."

When she said this, her eyes couldn't help but turn to the chestnut-haired horse girl who was the most silent and had the least expression.

If we talk about a real runaway horse, Ophiuchus does have one in his team.

And at this moment, he showed the same calmness as the Manchester City teahouse.

While his expressionless appearance gave people a strong sense of presence, he also naturally became the target of everyone's attention.

This situation, and the atmosphere, all give people the impression that this girl is holding back a lot of tension.

However, before Miura Bourbon could react to everyone's gaze, someone came forward:
"Eh? Then can we go to my brother's house?"

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Such a lively tone, coupled with a familiar timbre, became a kind of subconscious strangeness, and then Omar and the teahouse came back to their senses:

"Please give the leadership back to my sister at this time."

"Sister-san...don't make trouble."

"I'm not causing trouble! I just think I have the right to speak up!"

?

What rights do you have? No, why are you making a sound?

"It's just that this kind of look of contempt is really bad! I'm also a horse girl who was saved by Trainer-san! And my sister and I have always been on the same side!"

"Haha..." Sirius sighed and held his forehead, "It's getting more and more messed up."

How should we comment on the sudden appearance of a female ghost? Is it a child's joke? Or is it another trick played by someone who loves Orihime but is trying to hold back his shame?
After seeing this kind of thing happen a few times in the past, even if no one has ever exposed it, it doesn't mean it will always work, right?

Lu: "Well, sister-sang, calm down first..."

Rudolph, is he still planning to talk to him in a friendly way? Sirius, who felt that it was time to strike hard at this moment, was about to speak when he heard the other party say something powerful: "If you don't say it, I will. If you don't want to go, then we will go! My sister and I want to spend the night at my brother's house! And we have already informed our parents in advance!"

"..."

"Excuse me, how did you notify me?"

Mr. Omer Linton, with a twitching mouth, still had the ability to think and speak, unlike a certain Sirius who had crashed.

But it's hard to say whether the reason for the outage was because of this or because the little girl jumped over it.

"I'm just going to spend the night at Trainer-san's place!" 'Ai Mui Orihime' said confidently.

Then, Sister Sang said, "That's the original statement. Mom and Dad agreed directly! Didn't Sister Bourbon also ask for permission?"

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The shift in vision was like a collective turn in a field of sunflowers. The sudden unclear state of the field was enough to confuse even the veterans.

But are there really any veterans here?
Omer didn't see it.

The only person who had rich combat experience but could not be called a veteran took a look around and only saw some armchair strategists whose age was equal to the time they had been single.

At most, some lesbians have had some experience of skirting the line, but under the impact of the words of a true god, they have no rhythm at all. This can also be said to be the strongest red gate technique.

In contrast, the truly mature and steady man said, "... Wait a moment, let me contact my uncle and aunt."

"Eh?" Sister Sang pouted. She really knows how to take advantage of her sister's cuteness.

"I think they misunderstood your notice, as did Bourbon's parents."

"..." Bourbon remained silent, but his ears drooped slightly, and then his sister Sang came over and hugged him sideways.

"It's okay," she whispered.

This sentence made everyone, including Omar, look at him in surprise. They immediately looked at Omar, who had already looked away and answered the phone:

“Hello, is this uncle? Yes, it’s me. Sorry to bother you. You should realize that I’m here to confirm… uh, eh… OK, ah…? Of course, it’s not… uh…”

Under the numerous strange looks, Omar raised his hand and scratched the back of his voluminous head, then glanced at his giggling sisters San and Bourbon, and dialed another number.

"Hello, sorry to bother you, big brother. Um, it's me. I want to confirm something...ah?...This really requires caution. You should also know that she is just...ah, I know the culture of the Far East, but...no, absolutely not, she is very charming, but..."

busy tone.

It should be a busy tone.

Any horse girl could guess the current situation from the trainer's twitching eyebrows, but compared to this, what is more unforgettable is probably the other party's obvious attitude of being interrupted and answered repeatedly, and being completely at a disadvantage.

It could even be said that this helpless look was the first time that some of the horse girls had seen it. The corners of their mouths couldn't help but curl up, but they also looked at the two girls who were neither noticeable nor harmless with an incredible look.

But now he has become a black sheep, muddying the waters of the whole pool and making everyone unsure of what pace to run at.

"Trainer..."

Suddenly, the Manchester City teahouse guest, who had been holding his phone at some point, called out.

"Hmm?" Omar, who was not good at dealing with enthusiastic, bold and paranoid elders, put down his hand that was twisting his nose and said, "You say."

"I want to go too." She put down her phone.

And Omar put down his hand that was twisting his nose.

"Isn't that impulsive?" He looked at the docile black cat's pair of golden eyes. It clearly had an expression and gaze that lacked any fluctuations, but he could see a hint of playful cunning in it.

It seemed like he had a sly smile on his face.

Is it an illusion?

"Omer!" Suddenly, Sirius, who was on the diagonal right, also shouted.

"Huh? I'm going too!"

As she spoke, she held the phone with an anti-peeping screen in her hand, and her resolute appearance was just like the symbol of Sirius who always charged forward in the past.

Is this kind of place also on the front line?

and……

He glanced at Sirius's hand, then looked back at the tea table, which still had a calm expression.

It doesn't seem to be an illusion.

"In that case..."

"Not welcome?" Someone raised his eyebrows.

"welcome."

Omar was speechless as he faced the fleeing horse girl: "But no matter what, this conversation is not over yet, there is still something else..."

"No, there's nothing to say here!"

Qian Ming also put down the phone he had picked up at some point, and spoke in the same way as Bai Ren and Rudolph, who had deliberately put on a frown.

she says.

“We’re all going!!”

-

"Welcome back..."

In front of the small door at the side entrance of Linton Office, the smiling Akane Shinjo just opened the door and saw Omar's slightly helpless smile and a team of horse racing girls behind him, whose clothes and even pony tails were mostly blocked but still showed.

That smile became even more 'brilliant' as he turned and looked at Holhaiya who was leaning against the door.

"What did I say?" Holhaiya said with a faint smile.

"Our Lord Rainbow Snake is very brave."