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In the preparation stage of the school selection competition, the audience is often impatient with the players.

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

Come to see the horse girls of the seniors/juniors/students of the same grade, and try to find a trainer for a good horse girl.

It is true that the central trainers have been in a state of 'supply in short supply' because of the high selection threshold. Almost all the trainers exist under the working status of signing many horse girls. On this basis, every The signing considerations of the bride and groom need to be carefully weighed.

But there are still newcomers.

It's not that Homa's situation is special, but it's the same as some local horse girls transferred to the central horse race—the same is a new trainer who passed the central certificate from the local horse girl school and was able to come to the central government.

The horse race girl named Oguri Mao and her trainer named Takaki Kitahara were transferred from the same place, and even before the transfer, they took care of each other, which can be described as a typical case at the textbook level.

It is also because the new trainers transferred from these places are not newcomers in the true sense of the trainer profession, Omer can't help but feel awkward when being greeted by them.

It's hard to think that if you join the company two or three months in advance, you can be called a senior.

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

When he came back from troubles such as monsters and negative energy, and had to face the pedantic regional culture, the man in armor couldn't help feeling a bit melancholy and exhausted, and then put down the "Wisdom of Nutrition" in his hand in exhaustion.

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

"What are you doing! Omer, in cosplay...?"

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

Hands are steady in place, but the upper body is leaning forward. Reflexive reactions alone are considered a rare degree of completion, but unfortunately, the result of relying purely on instinct is that the next step of logic will be missed——

with a snap.

The slap from the right back still slapped the back of the young man who didn't want to make physical contact, and then there was another hearty voice that was not weak just now: "Why are you hiding! Ah Feng can still beat you up No?"

"It is indeed difficult for him to achieve, but the Triple Crown is not impossible."

Turning his head to look at the brown-haired horse girl with black deer hair, Linton's trainer finally let out a long sigh: "Can this wind blow you here?"

"Even Lu Duo, Amazon, and Bai Ren are here, why can't I come? It's you, why are you dressed like this?"

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

Looking at Representative Qian Ming in the school uniform through the transparent chip, Aumer still restrained the desire to complain that the other party had already retired and graduated and still wore it like this.

But now that his taste in armor was being questioned, he retorted.

"This sounds like it can give people an illusion, as if Miss Qian Ming once worked together in the student union."

"I think so! And I often go to the student union!"

"I have to admit." The majestic iron face emitting silver light from the eye crystals slightly nodded.

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

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

Based on this point, MR.CB, who was still active in the Triple Crown, probably could easily sit in the position of the student union.

Just like her intensive visits to the student union now, no one has any objections.

"Hmph! I was invited by the student council presidents of the past two years!"

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

Omer did not ignore the chat here.

Nishizaki Yutaka, who was still standing in the left rear, had already hesitated to speak several times, trying to join the conversation but failed.

In front of the stands of the simulated game, which has a lot of public view, the trainer Prince is polite and steady, unlike some malicious Mr. CB: "Ah, Afeng, you are still here, don't delay the juniors behind you oh!"

"I think they also want to say hello to Homa." With a troubled smile, Toyo Nishizaki stepped aside slightly, revealing the little girls in the row behind him and a few older girls who were about to retire.

Silent Suzuka, Special Week, Great Shock, Yamato Chiji, Super Cove, Vodka, Emperor of the East China Sea, these are the configurations of the top trainers, and they have all met Omer more or less, so they are not unfamiliar.

But now, they are more or less restrained—except for the emperor of the East China Sea who is "not big or small" as always, and Miss Shock who is also in the same detached position in the horse racing world.

"Hi, Trainer Linton."

"Hello, Big Shock classmate."

Noticing that the address was different from the original 'Miss' suffix, the gentle and elegant girl smiled lightly, ignoring the other party's weird attire understandingly.

"...It seems that you have completely adjusted to the life of Teresan."

"Thanks to you." Omer nodded.

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

And this kind of charade made Silent Suzuka and Super Small Bay all cast strange eyes, especially when Da Shock looked at the other party's mecha-like and Gundam-like outfit and said, "I have completely adapted to the life of Treisen", Both girls were thinking 'When did Teresan act like this? '.

But before the two of them had time to figure it out, they heard another companion shout:

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

"That's true. Isn't this in line with your thoughts? Classmate Diwang." The mechanical helmet with V-shaped sharp horns on its head nodded slightly, looking at the little brown-haired girl who was only about 1.5 meters long.

Inevitably, the eyes will focus on the crescent moon on the other party's forehead.

Facing him, who is 1.9 meters tall, including the two horns, which is more than two meters tall, the little girl has the courage to ignore him: "Yeah! You must 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 don't you have to work harder~" One of the parties who clearly helped to confuse the facts, is now also responding with fire.

"You see, even Senior Qian Ming thinks so! Why did you give up the president so easily!"

"Has this statement been distorted to make it even weirder?" Omer made a deep doubt.

"That's right, what are you talking about! Emperor, it is impossible for Linton's trainer to give up anyone!" Yamato Chiji immediately chimed in.

As soon as she thought that the other party's horse racing lady was Miss Tachyon, she had [-]% confidence in Linton's trainer's tenacity!

And when looking at the opponent's armor that looked very heavy, his eyes quickly swept across the obvious light from the opponent's eyes and joint gaps——

——Only relying on this feature, she probably guessed the reason why trainer Linton was so 'distinct' today.

Sure enough, it's that one...

She thought with such certainty, and then she heard the vodka that always contradicted herself, and she responded: "That's right! Linton's trainer can't do that kind of thing!"

"?" The emperor of the East China Sea, who was in the same team and knew him quite well, immediately had a question mark on his head.

Recalling the last time I saw vodka and Yamato Chiji united front, I am afraid it was when I confronted the golden ship half a year ago.

"Vodka? Are you okay? Blink when threatened."

Not only her, but even Special Zhou, Silent Suzuka, and Super Little Bay, who was trying to talk to Omer, all looked at her with concern.

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

"What does it mean to be threatened! Haven't you seen the super handsome armor of trainer Linton! He also has a great motorcycle! Anyone who likes armor and motorcycles is definitely not a bad guy!!"

"Ah...it's vodka, that's right, Chiji, just take care of her." The emperor of the East China Sea, who was indifferent to the aesthetics of his teammates, said speechlessly.

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

"Super robot? What is that? I think it looks more like a beetle material." The Emperor of the East China Sea, who looked at Omo again, lost interest.

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

"Ah, so that's the case, no, this is not important!"

"I think it's quite important. Calling the wrong source when witnessing Cosplay will not only make the cosplayer sad, but also the fans."

"Uh..." Turning his head to look at Vodka with a somewhat gloomy expression, the lively and self-willed emperor suddenly panicked, and hurriedly 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 whisper: "That... Linton trainer... is it Miss Tachyon..."

"As you said."

"Understood...I'll explain it to you."

"Thank you very much, I am very glad that Tachyon can meet such a kind junior like you."

"Hey, you... you're over the prize...I——I'll explain it to everyone first, so I'm sorry!"

The little red-haired girl, who seemed to be overwhelmed by praise, quickly turned her head and ran towards her small group, causing the heavy armor trainer to avoid the huge double ponytails thrown by the other party with flexible steps that did not conform to the appearance.

He didn't even look at the back of the other party going away, but was more eager to rub the straw of the cup again - he was finally free to drink coffee.

Raise your finger and poke the inconspicuous protrusion on the side of the visor, making a small hole in the mouth armor, which is convenient for the connection of the straw. Just after taking a sip, listen to: "Did you forget me?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

"Hey, you really forgot? Seriously, you can't beat your back with this armor on. How did you fish out this set?" Representative Qian Ming was a little speechless.

I tried to slap my back to relieve the other party's cough, but I was struggling with the restoration of the other party's props. After a few slaps, I knew it was useless after listening to the dull bang bang sound.

Somewhat skeptical that this is not just a Cos prop.

"Using... the props that my adoptive father replaced in the early years of the armor modification, the defensive performance has almost degraded, and the only advantages are the tightness and the built-in temperature control device."

"It still sounds like the bottom of the box."

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

Stand still in place and pretend to be statues in Manzhan, observing all kinds of passers-by, even if occasionally someone asks for a group photo, it’s not a hindrance—this kind of observation environment that can maintain an independent vision while being in it, after going there more than a dozen times, it’s finally Still tired.

Especially after "the high-reduction armor coser who only produces the beetle and the demon z every time" has become more and more famous, it has made the observation environment go from bad to worse.

"I can let you bring this thing out, how bright is it this time?"

Hearing this, Aomer fell silent for a moment, then squatted down again and took out a pair of sunglasses from the briefcase, and put them on for her under the suspicious eyes of the other party.

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

"Oh~ what is this going to do?" The brunette horse girl who did not resist because of trust, and pretended to be misunderstood without misunderstanding, witnessed the downturn of the eye crystals in this seemingly intimate move. Move open.

Then someone screamed in the next second, covering his eyes that were still protected by sunglasses.