Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

"You must have quite a few high-achieving students in your class, right? Like Sakamoto, Sakura Kono, and Rozen."

Setting down her beer glass, Sawako Yamanaka counted on her fingers.

Although she wasn't particularly concerned about the students' grades, she often drank with Hiratsuka Shizuka, so she had a general understanding of the students in Hiratsuka Shizuka's class.

For example, a noisy, dynamic small group of people.

For example, even Hiratsuka Shizuka, the homeroom teacher, didn't know Sakamoto's name.

For example, Luo Zhen, who has part-time jobs outside of school, seems to have no interest in school but still gets good grades.

The students in Hiratsuka-sensei's class all seem to have very unique personalities.

At this moment, Rōzō, a very individualistic student in Hiratsuka-sensei's class, is interrogating Hiratsuka-sensei's former 'driver's seat'.

Strictly speaking, it wasn't an interrogation but rather a question-and-answer session.

Throughout the questioning, Gear was very cooperative and answered almost every question.

"Your answer was quite straightforward."

Sitting at the table, Luo Zhen glanced at the gears with some surprise.

He originally thought this guy would try to play around with some water sports and tai chi, but unexpectedly, Gear answered almost every question.

"uh-huh."

With his hands on the table in front of him, Gear didn't answer Luo Zhen's question, but shrugged and made a meaningless sound.

There was nothing for it to hide or conceal.

It's different from those Autobot and Decepticon Transformers.

The gear has no lofty ideals, no must-do tasks, and no irreconcilable enemies.

It was more interested in serving certain noble families and aristocrats.

Perhaps this kind of role-playing allows it to experience a different kind of joy.

Just like some people like nurse uniforms, teacher uniforms, police uniforms, and flight attendant uniforms.

Ultimately, what's the difference between those glamorous flight attendants and women on the street?

In some people's words, it's about wearing a flight attendant uniform or being a flight attendant.

This special role greatly enhances their charm.

"So, what was the important news you mentioned earlier?"

The pen in his hand, which was more for decoration than for actual recording, tapped lightly twice on the table.

Although coming empty-handed would be fine, Luo Zhen felt that bringing a pen might enhance the experience.

Don't ask, it has a special use.

"Ah, it's really nothing."

"It's just discovering that there are other Transformers in this world."

Gear said calmly, his mechanical face showing no emotion.

His words conveyed an attitude that 'this is just a small matter'.

With his hands crossed on the table, Gear maintained a calm expression.

It was as calm as if they were talking about last night's dinner.

But in his mind, he was already imagining the scene of the humans in front of him turning pale upon hearing the news and asking him about the whereabouts of the Transformers.

She had even thought of her lines for the next scene; she needed to really seduce this human.

After all, who is its gear?

A dignified leader warrior was being hammered by a human.

Doesn't its gear have any dignity?

Even if they don't say it out loud, they still harbor some resentment inside.

However, the reality was somewhat unexpected.

"OK, all right."

"anything else."

Upon hearing this news, Luo Zhen nodded calmly.

It was as if this was really just a trivial matter.

He was even leisurely twirling a pen in his hand.

???????

In that instant, Gear felt a slight sense of astonishment and confusion.

And my mind was completely blank.

This, this, this...

This script is wrong!

Looking at Luo Zhen's calm expression, Gear felt like he had picked up the wrong script.

Your reaction is making me very embarrassed.

Chapter 495 What are you surprised about?

Faced with the gears whose faces clearly showed their incomprehension, Luo Zhen gave an awkward but polite smile.

No, what are you so surprised about?

Isn't this the trivial matter you yourself described?

These two sentences are very clearly visible on Luo Zhen's face.

A few mechanical fingers made random gestures in the air, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

There's this inexplicable feeling of having something to say stuck in my throat.

It feels like you have a little secret that you don't tell anyone.

Your roommate will always try to find out this little secret.

But you've always been steadfast in keeping this secret.

Until one day, you finally couldn't take it anymore.

You pull aside the two people who usually chatter the loudest, ready to share your hidden secrets.

However, at this point they lost interest.

Shaking your hand away means we're not interested in your little secrets.

That feeling of being stuck at the last minute is really frustrating.

"Any questions?"

With a calm expression, Luo Zhen twirled his pen and asked with some 'confusion'.

At this moment, Luo Zhen was secretly laughing to himself.

He naturally knew what kind of mentality Gear had.

Isn't the point to use this information to increase one's leverage, gain more attention, and make demands?

Unfortunately, due to information asymmetry...

From the very beginning, Gear played its most important trump card as a pair of threes.

Holding a few loose cards that he couldn't play, he thought he had a huge advantage.

For the authorities, all they need to know is that a group of Transformers exists.

The rest is quite simple.

“JOJO”.

Dr. Samuel, who had been almost forgotten after not appearing in a hundred or two hundred episodes, looked at Joseph beside him. After not seeing him for a long time, his gray hair was still completely white.

But his posture remained as upright as ever.

He didn't say anything, but silently gave me a look.

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With a sigh, Joseph pulled out his Polaroid camera from behind him.

Don't ask why it's an instant camera.

The question is, it was the author of this stupid dog's idea.

Joseph glanced at the Polaroid camera in his hand, stroked his chin for two seconds, pondered, put it aside, and then took out a tablet computer.

This thing is much better than a Polaroid camera.

"Hermit Purple!"

He shouted out habitually, and purple thorns extended from Joseph's wrist.

They climbed up the tablet following Joseph's hand.

The tablet, which should have been in a sleep mode, automatically lit up and skipped the password input screen.

Images flashed across the tablet's screen.

Maps of Japan and the bald eagle each occupy half of the screen.

First, here is a map of Japan.

The arrow representing the location stands straight up above Tokyo, and then the Tokyo area expands rapidly.

Finally, the arrow pointed to a place in the suburbs.

The same applies to the bald eagle map on the other side.

The only difference is that the location has changed to somewhere in Ohio, and the arrows have split into several.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Nodding, Dr. Samuel noted down these locations and reported them to the authorities.

The Tokyo and Ohio branches should receive the news soon.

We'll just leave it to them to handle when the time comes.

Joseph put away his tablet with a very calm expression.

If you didn't know, that's fine, but now that you do, the game of hide-and-seek is over.

Hermit Purple is unbeatable when it comes to tracking.

Especially when the other party has no mystical means to conceal their existence.

As for the existence of the technology side, Hermit Purple can chase them all the way to the ends of the earth.

Running away is useless.

Joseph was also very confident in his Hermit Purple.

As for a certain Dio?

Ha, what a short-sighted guy.

Even now, Joseph still harbors a great deal of resentment towards Dio for calling him a useless old man.

His Hermit's Purple is clearly very strong, okay?!

Inside the room, Luo Zhen's communication with the gears gradually veered off course.

"You seem very calm?"

"Aren't you the same?"

The two of them.......

One person and one Transformer, one pair of human eyes and one pair of mechanical eyes staring at each other (physically).