Zongman, working as a teaching assistant in Trasen

"Hey~ Don't overthink it. Someone just took the spot in front of us and was provoking us."

Uozuka Saburo explained casually as he pulled half of Zhenqi's hair aside, revealing a crew cut that looked like a bald head.

The horse girls didn't really care about this. They just accompanied their trainers to the front desk to complete the registration procedures, then clamored to get on the elevator and headed straight to different floors.

There were eight people in four twin rooms, scattered in groups of two on three different floors. Uozuka Saburo and Kiryu Kazuma shared one room, Oguruma and Maki Ichizo shared one room, Mejiro Komiya and Miho Hōbō shared one room, and Yagami Kaku and Mejiro Alisa shared one room.

“…Huh!? Wait, isn’t this a little off?!”

It was not until Mejiro Alisa held his arm and dragged him down the elevator that Yagami Kaku finally realized what had happened. He could only watch as his two good brothers pressed the elevator door close button with a smile on their faces and disappeared behind the cold mirrored door.

Chapter 244: Surprisingly, there is such a trick! ?

"So, what do you think?"

"...I want to change rooms at my own expense."

".....I'll trade your head!"

Subconsciously, he wanted to slap Kakui Yagami on the back of the head, but seeing the pure eyes and genuine expression on his face, he definitely didn't look down on the person who had gotten something for nothing. Uozuka Saburo had no choice but to put his hand down. "You little bastard, you really don't know how to appreciate the blessing you have... You've really used up all your life's luck to have a partner like Miss Alisa who can not only protect you, but also provide you with great help, and even come to your defense occasionally."

"With a wife like this, what else could a husband ask for?" Kiryu Kazuma also nodded in response.

"My two elder brothers...it's not that I don't understand the truth, but now is really not the right time..."

A wry smile appeared on his face as Yagami Kaku sat at the dining table, looking from afar at Mejiro Alisa, who was working with Mejiro Kouyou and Shinki to pull Oguruma and Miura Bourbon together to clear out all the food from the restaurant. He sighed softly and said, "After all, Miss Alisa is still a minor. If we rashly follow our temper and develop such a relationship with her, it will not benefit either party."

"Well, you have a point... but I still think you are a complete coward."

"From the bottom up, the heart goes up."

"You guys are fucking bastards."

Too lazy to argue with these two guys who clearly knew what was right but just liked to stir up trouble, Yagami Kaku waved his hand and took the initiative to bring the subject back: "I think now that we've found him and confirmed that he lives in this building, we can't continue to investigate his whereabouts too obviously, so as not to alert the enemy."

"Oh? I think this is a good opportunity for us."

Uozuka Saburo took off his hat, crossed his legs, and said casually, "Being close means more opportunities for contact. With more opportunities, we can freely choose the time to strike. Don't tell me you've been on the battlefield for so many years and don't even know how to dig a pit, lay an ambush, or set a trap to hide the real culprit?"

"Of course I know, but I just think it's useless..." Yagami Jue said helplessly, "You haven't seen the outrageous extent of those things with your own eyes. Ordinary anti-infantry methods are useless against them, and we don't have any anti-material weapons on hand. At most, we can only slightly hinder their progress. If we trigger his madness, the whole area will suffer!"

"More than that. Although this is just my intuition, I think the harm this 'thing' can cause is far greater than I imagined."

Kiryu Kazuma spoke up, leaning closer and nodding his head to look at Uozuka Saburo and said, "Uozuka, they are not simple creatures, but something more sinister... We are not here alone now, and we must consider the safety of those around us."

Seeing that he had seen through his intentions of causing a big scene, Uozuka Saburo could only helplessly throw up his hands and lean back in his chair: "Alright, then we'll just keep an eye on him... But I think that guy might not be as difficult to deal with as you think. Instead, he might be someone who is easy to deal with?"

"......Why?"

"Same as you, intuitive."

"..."

Seeing that he couldn't win the argument with words, Kiryu Kazuma could only use his "true heart" which was always successful to try to understand, but he still couldn't figure out what Uozuka Saburo was thinking and why his attitude towards the other party suddenly changed so much.

But he didn't worry about it. After all, the other party was in the same room with him, and he could always get an explanation tonight - at least he was sure that Yuzhong would never harm them.

Just at this moment, the horse girls finished choosing their meals, and returned to the large table with large and small plates. After casually distributing a few plates of food to three reliable adult men, they began to feast on their food: after sitting in the car all day, the three horse girls were starving.

The trainers didn't think too much about this and slowly ate the food, which was several times less than the amount of food the horse girls had.

The horse girl potion in Uozuka Saburo's body had been completely used up in this morning's competition. Not only did he look like he was in his early thirties now, but his appetite and muscle strength had also returned to the level of an ordinary human. He no longer had the mentality of wanting to compete with the horse girls like when he first came to Tresen Academy. He just ate slowly at his own pace.

As Uozuka Saburo was eating, he suddenly looked at the electronic screen on the wall, which showed the date as mid-November, and wondered:

Come to think of it, I started this task at the end of August... It feels like it's only been more than a month since I received the notice from my eldest brother to join Treson. How come time has inexplicably flown to the end of the year?

The feeling of something being wrong came back again, but it didn't seem as strong as before. It was just an illusion that I had overslept.

At this moment, Uozuka Saburo, who was looking sideways at the clock, felt a strange image flash through his eyes. He subconsciously felt that something was wrong, so he turned his head and looked over.

The last member of the monster trio, an androgynous experimental boy wearing a baseball cap, was holding a huge bowl of soup and telling the chef what he wanted to order with an expressionless face.

The chef's expression was a combination of bewilderment, confusion, disdain, and doubt, so complicated that even Uozuka Saburo, an expert in expressions, couldn't tell what was going on in his mind for a moment. He froze in place with the spoon in his hand, staring at the boy like a sculpture, motionless.

"..."

"..."

"...Surely, there's this trick!?"

“““…???”””

Seeing the three people and four horse girls at the same table all looking at him, Oguruma, who had recently been instilled with a lot of common sense by Uozuka Saburo, felt a little embarrassed. He continued to eat his mountain of food, but his eyes couldn't help but drift towards the big basin.

"...Okay, stop looking, uh..."

Waving his hand, Uozuka Saburo, who was sitting in the outermost circle, thought for a moment, then turned his head to Mejiro Mitsuaki and Mejiro Alisa and said, "Gentlemen, this hotel belongs to the Mejiro family, right?"

“…Ah? Ah, yes, yes.”

"We invested in the construction and are not involved in the operation."

"Hmm... In that case, could I ask the boss for some connections and have him transfer half a day's worth of food and prepare it into a dish within the hour?"

"Ah? This... should be possible, right?"

"Mr. Uozuka, you want to?"

Nodding, while the others had different expressions, Uozuka Saburo chuckled and said:

"I want to have a good meal with this young hero."

Chapter 245: I Can Only Ask You to Leave

"Aww, aww."

"...Eat slowly, no one is trying to steal it from you."

“Mmm…Mmmmm!”

"Hey, hey, hey, look, you're choking, aren't you? Drink some soup!"

“Suck—Hmm. Hmm…”

Facing a pair of emotionless eyes staring straight at him, Uozuka Saburo said that the pressure was not great and he could still accept it. He turned to the waiter waiting beside him and snapped his fingers: "Go, bring another portion of each dish - put it on the Meshiro family account."

"Hi, I'll be right there."

The waiter respectfully turned and left. Uozuka Saburo casually turned back and gestured to the seven heads that were peeping from behind the windows and doors to leave, while he continued to pass the food to the boy.

The Mejiro family's reputation was indeed very useful. Less than half an hour after Mejiro Mitsuaki made the call, the hotel restaurant urgently dispatched a batch of food supplies and three chefs from branches around Chiba. They quickly set up the stove and started cooking, and soon the table was full of delicious dishes.

After seeing the dishes with his own eyes, the "bald boy" who had been wary of Uozuka Saburo who suddenly spoke to him completely let down his guard and sat down in the main seat and started the storm inhalation mode.

————To be honest, Uozuka Saburo originally thought that Ogurimao’s eating style was already invincible, but he didn’t expect that this young man was even more powerful than him!

That can't be called eating at all, it's really called "sucking"!

He picked up the entire plate full of food and poured it directly into his mouth like slop, swallowing it down with a gulp without even chewing it!

If he hadn't suddenly picked up a plate of extremely dry pancakes and forced them down his throat, Uozuka Saburo didn't think he would have choked...

It's really too fierce. I have no idea what his internal structure is like to support such a fast eating and drinking speed - could it be that stomach acid is stronger than aqua regia?

Uozuka Saburo could already hear Ogurimo swallowing his saliva outside the door in the distance, as well as the sounds of warriors who couldn't help but want to compete with this big eater...

Fortunately, there is a Chukyo Racecourse in Chiba Prefecture, and local restaurants often have to receive a large number of horse-loving customers, so they have to prepare a large amount of food. Otherwise, if it were a restaurant in some other small place, I am afraid that they would have eaten up all the food around them today.

“Gu, huh—”

After a long time, when most of the dishes on the table were eaten, the boy whose gender could not be identified at first glance finally leaned back in his chair, patted his slightly bulging belly which was completely disproportionate to the amount of food he had eaten, and let out a sound of satisfaction.

Seeing this, Uozuka Saburo did not rush forward to start a conversation. Instead, he continued to slowly pick up the unfinished dishes on the table and put them into his mouth, chewing them slowly.

Well, he is worthy of being a chef summoned by the Mejiro family. His cooking skills are truly amazing.

"..."

Chew, chew, chew.

"..."

Chew chew chew chew, gulp, chew chew chew chew.

"......Who are you?"

Finally, the young man saw that Uozuka Saburo was just eating and not asking him any questions, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Chew, chew, chew, hum."

The burly man in black swallowed his food, raised his head, and said casually, "Have you heard of Uozuka Saburo, the training instructor at Central Tresen Academy?"

"......No."

"So now you've heard about it," Uozuka Saburo said. "What about you? What's your name?"

"...Rikka, Yuta."

"Hmm~? That doesn't sound like a surname. Could it be a pseudonym?"

"......I."

"Well, whatever."

"..."

As if he didn't care what the other person was thinking, Uozuka Saburo answered the other person's question and continued to eat, once again successfully plunging the scene into silence.

"...You...Uozuka, sir. What do you want me to do?"

"Ok?"

This question was a bit unexpected for Uozuka Saburo, but it wasn't anything particularly catastrophic. Uozuka Saburo was only surprised for a moment before he put away his expression and looked at him playfully, "Why would you have such an idea? Could it be that I just like you and want to treat you to a meal?"

"...No, it's not."

Shaking his little head, still wearing his cap, the boy named Rikka Yuta lowered his head and said hesitantly, "This is the first time I've eaten something so delicious. I was treated to a meal... When you receive a favor, you should pay something back. This is what others taught me."

"Huhu~ Is this other person your parent?"

"...I don't have parents, but, this is my family."

Family members...experimenters, or partners who are also experimental subjects?

While stirring a bowl of tiramisu, Uozuka Saburo's brain quickly digested the information revealed by the other party and planned the next questions accordingly.

As a member of the organization who had almost become a complete experimental subject, Uozuka Saburo understood the thoughts of these experimental subjects to a certain extent - especially these young guys who grew up in the laboratory. They were very simple-minded and very easy to fool.

What he needs to determine now is to what extent this experimental subject has been brainwashed, and whether he can influence the other party's actions through his words, or even... use him for his own purposes.

Lawless, audacious, and all-encompassing, this is the consistent style of the self-proclaimed "black" organization.

Saburo Uozuka thought with inexplicable pride.

"Okay, don't worry about these things."

Seeing the other party's sullen face, as if he couldn't find a topic to talk about but still wanted to, Uozuka Saburo wiped his mouth and took the initiative to say: "Rikka Yuuta, can I just call you Yuuta?"

"......Can."

"A child of your age and with such a broad mind should be traveling with your family, but when I saw you in the elevator just now, I noticed that you've always been traveling alone."

Uozuka Saburo found a way to approach the situation without arousing suspicion and feigned curiosity, asking, "Did something happen? Did you run away from home? Or is it something more complicated? And you've been carrying your backpack all this time. Are you afraid it might be stolen?"

"..."

"Isn't it hard to say? Well... well, let's put it another way."

Uozuka Saburo leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, pointed at the ceiling, and said, "As you can see, I'm very familiar with the owner of this hotel. He can easily summon enough food to fill your stomach with just a flick of his finger. And if a minor of unknown origin were to wander around here alone, it would be very troublesome. So, I hope you can cooperate and tell us your situation, otherwise we will have no choice but to ask you to leave."