Zongman, working as a teaching assistant in Trasen

Chapter 152: Gu...Kill Me...

Ten minutes later, Oguruma and Uozuka Saburo appeared in the school cafeteria which had just opened. Taking advantage of the fact that there were not many horse girls who got up so early for morning exercises, they directly occupied a long table and filled it with food so that the veteran big eaters could devour it even faster.

Looking at Oguri, who looked like a starving ghost, Uozuka Saburo thought for a moment and decided that he might need to study for a while longer. After finishing his meal, he opened his schoolbag, pulled out a small B5 notebook, and said to him, "Oguri, while we're still on campus, let me go over the itinerary with you. See if there's anything I've missed that needs to be added."

"Uh-huh... no need, big brother. I... uh-huh... Xiaoyu checked my luggage carefully for me last night and helped me to streamline a lot of things that I won't need. She even stuffed a bag of dehydrated snacks for me to eat on the road!"

“…Oh, I see…”

Is she your mom? She even prepares snacks for you?

You obviously look like the taller one, right?

Recalling Tamamo Cross's body size comparable to that of an elementary school student, Uozuka Saburo suddenly felt a little curious. If a strange creature like Oguruma, who was lazy and had no idea about grains and only had eating and running in her mind, was really thrown somewhere to live alone, would she starve to death on the spot?

...No, probably not.

It's even possible that the worse the environment, the better she can live - just like a wild animal that lives entirely by instinct and is released into the wild, happily regaining its freedom.

I really hope that everyone in Tresen is as easy to deal with as her...

"..."

"Hmm? Hmm, what's wrong, big brother? Didn't you eat enough? You look so miserable."

"...How the hell do I look miserable? Who did you learn this adjective from?"

"Inari taught me that if you want to care about someone but don't know where to start, just start talking in this way!"

"...You're going to shut up for the entire trip. Let me handle all the negotiations. Don't talk to anyone else. Do you understand?!"

"Ah... Yeah. So, big brother, are you... really not full?"

"I'm full! Not everyone enjoys eating as much as you do!"

After complaining, seeing that there was still plenty of time, Uozuka Saburo continued, "By the way, I've always been curious. Why do you like eating so much? I've noticed that other horsegirls, even those with a tendency to be big eaters, don't think about eating like you do all the time. Is there any special reason?"

"miamiamia——Guwu, ha~"

After chewing up half a basin of carrots and swallowing them in one gulp, Ogurimao tilted his head in response to Uozuka Saburo's question. After thinking for a moment, he said to him seriously, "Maybe, he's afraid of being hungry."

"......ha?"

"Our family...my mother was quite poor when she was young. After I was born, she had no income for a long time. She could only feed me half full. It wasn't until I was about five that things started to get better."

Holding a basin-sized pancake in his hand, Xiao Limao recalled his few childhood memories, a smile breaking out on his face. "Back then, my legs and feet were stiff, and my mother would often massage my knees. She said I had congenital joint stiffness and needed to eat, massage, and run constantly to get better. So, ever since I started finding food for myself, I've loved it."

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"...Um, big brother? I'm done?"

"Huh? Oh."

After being reminded by Ogurimao, Uozuka Saburo finally reacted from his inexplicable trance. He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his eyes, but did not feel any moisture.

"...Ah, I got up a little early today, and now I feel a little sleepy after eating... Don't worry about it, just continue eating."

"...Okay, I understand. Could you please wait a moment?"

"Ah."

Uncharacteristically silent, Uozuka Saburo casually waved his hand, selectively ignoring the worry in Oguruma's eyes, and turned his head to stare blankly at the dim sky outside the window.

Reminded me of some not-so-good memories...

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"Hoo-hoo-hoo! Finally! We caught up!"

"Hoo...Hoo...Ugh! Big Brother!"

"Hey! Wait! Wait a minute! Please don't vomit here! Hold it in!!"

"...Hiccup~ Yeah, hold it in, big brother!"

"......well......"

Reluctantly putting down his luggage, he walked over to the bloated Kourimo and rubbed her back to soothe her. Uozuka Saburo wanted to complain, but he couldn't even muster the energy...

Who would have thought that this big eater was so engrossed in eating, and that I was dazed for a while for some reason, which allowed her to wolf down the food for a full half hour?

The result was what happened now... Little Chestnut, with a big belly, had to walk and run after him to the school gate to get a taxi. It happened to be the morning rush hour, so they were stuck in traffic for another hour before finally reaching the train station. There was only less than half an hour left before the train was scheduled to leave...

Fortunately, after helping Oguruma to relieve her slight motion sickness at the door, her strong stomach digestion ability started to work, and there were no problems with the subsequent ticket collection, entry into the station, ticket checking, security check, etc., and she successfully caught up with the ticket checking and entered the train.

"Ha... I'm so tired..."

After placing the backpack filled with "mysterious items" that had just been hidden from the security personnel with great effort under the seat, and helping Oguruma, whose stomach had already eaten a lot less, to throw the luggage up, Uozuka Saburo finally stopped and leaned back in his seat with Oguruma, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Brother... I read in a book that this is called a bad start."

"...So? Are you planning on not eating for the rest of the day to atone for your sins?"

"Gu...kill me..."

"I'm not going to kill you... Do your job properly and stop messing around, you idiot."

"...I'm sorry, Hiccup~"

"..."

Chapter 153: Uncle, Girl and Little Boy with Eyes

Although he didn't smell anything, he subconsciously fanned himself with his hands. Uozuka Saburo took this opportunity to look around the entire carriage through his sunglasses.

He was still wearing the same slim-fitting trench coat he had put on yesterday, and his sunglasses and top hat were still the same, but with his younger figure and face, the overall impression he gave was completely different - from the burly man in black who looked like a bad guy at first glance, he had transformed into a cool, handsome guy in a trench coat who liked to wear small accessories.

......Although it is not good for him to say this, he is still aware of his appearance when he was young.

After all, in an organization, this is something that needs to be confirmed, and the types and methods of work you may encounter will vary depending on your appearance.

Compared to the dangerous feeling of a middle-aged man, a young man's peeping is not so conspicuous. He can check the surrounding situation in a relatively unscrupulous way.

According to his careful arrangement, their seats were in the last row of the carriage, with Oguruma sitting by the window and he sitting by the aisle. There would be no other seats in the same row on the other side of the aisle, so he would be spared from being chatted with by strange passengers.

After all, even though he wore a hat to disguise himself a bit, it was still very likely that others would recognize him given the popularity of the Ogurus hat.

There are many people in this country who like horse racing.

Then, although he did not use his organizational connections, Saburo Uozuka still slightly adjusted the railway's online ticket purchasing system, which reduced the possibility of their seats being selected in this carriage. Even if someone was assigned, they would sit in different places to avoid too many people and too many eyes.

Leaning his head slightly toward the aisle, Saburo Uozuka quickly spotted several passengers who had stopped to check their seat numbers: two elderly people traveling together who looked like a couple, a young woman traveling alone, an elite man in a suit and tie, and a greasy middle-aged man with a potbelly.

Five people... There were no children who liked to run around, and no one who looked suspicious. They were all sitting in the front middle of the car, quite a distance away from me, and could be ignored.

There are twelve rows of seats in the carriage. What he needs to pay attention to now is whether there will be anyone sitting after the eleventh, tenth and ninth rows that are closer to him.

He glanced at his watch and saw that the train was less than five minutes away from departure. Uozuka Saburo felt a lot more relaxed, thinking that he could have a peaceful journey now...

"Puha! Finally! I caught up!"

"You're so slow, Dad! It's all because you're hungover and walking so slowly. You're almost late!"

"Sister Xiaolan, I want to drink some water..."

...Well, that's true.

Although it is a weekday, there are indeed families who take time off specifically to go out and play.

Just hope they don't cause any trouble for themselves.

"Come on Conan, here's your water bottle. Drink carefully, okay?"

"Okay, Sister Xiaolan...ah!"

Dong——Gululululu, bang.

"..."

Master! Please translate for me! What! What the hell! Surprise! Surprise!

God is really against me today! ? ?

“My lid! I…eh!?”

Having already accepted his fate, Uozuka Saburo sighed softly, bent down to pick up the blue Pocari Sweat that had rolled towards him, stood up and turned to the little boy with glasses who was running towards him, wanting to say something, but suddenly found that the other party's body stiffened, his pupils shrank into two points, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and he stood there in a daze, not daring to move.

...Is it that my youthful appearance is too cold for a child?

Tsk, after staying in a place like Tresen where no one is afraid of me for too long, I seem to have forgotten how to restrain my murderous aura... I have really been slacking off.

"Here you go, boy."

"...?"

Thinking that he couldn't easily flash a smile as warm and refreshing as Vermouth, Uozuka Saburo simply gave up changing his expression. He took the initiative to half-kneel down, placed the bottle cap on the other person's hand, looked him straight in the eye and said, "You dropped this, right? Hold it tightly."

"...Ah, ah yes, yes! Yes, yes!"

Like a resurrected stone sculpture, the boy named Conan suddenly stood up, and like all polite elementary school boys, he took two steps back and bowed to Uozuka Saburo: "Thank you for retrieving the bottle cap for me! Handsome big brother!"

"Well, you're welcome. Just be more careful next time."

After saying that, Uozuka Saburo nodded to the tall girl who was supporting an old man with one hand and holding a suitcase with the other. His expression remained dead eyes and indifference, but he said, "Do you need my help putting your suitcases on the shelf? I see you're almost overwhelmed."

"Huh? Sure! Thank you so much!"

"It's okay, it's just a piece of cake—you can do this all by yourself."

Uozuka Saburo took his suitcase and said.

This high school-aged girl was not a horse girl. Although her hairstyle resembled a unicorn's horn, she did not have horse ears or a ponytail. However, she could easily carry her father, who weighed over 100 kilograms and was hungover. This was enough to make him understand her strength.

"Brother, can I help too?"

"No, just sit down and digest your food. Don't feel uncomfortable like you're about to vomit like you did just now."

"Ok."

Relying on the little bit of horsegirl power left in his body, Uozuka Saburo, under the guidance of Conan, easily put the suitcase on the overhead storage rack. Then he took the uncle's hand and helped the girl to move the old father, who had turned into a puddle of mud, to the innermost seat of the eleventh row. He was not in the same row with Uozuka Saburo and the others, which made him feel a little relieved.

After doing this series of things, especially after the brief exchange with Oguruma, he could clearly feel that the bespectacled kid's strange emotions towards him had subsided a lot, and he was not so restrained when talking to him, as if he had completely accepted him as a good citizen.

"I'm so sorry to disturb your rest!"

The unicorn girl bowed her head in thanks, then looked out the window at the train guards who were beginning to yell at everyone to get on board and said thankfully, "Also, thank you so much for helping Conan and his father. It really was a huge help."

"Thank you very much." The boy with eyes on the side also said.

"No, you don't have to. Any normal person would help like this."

Shrugging his shoulders, he subconsciously felt like lighting a cigarette, but then he suppressed the urge and changed the subject, "Let me ask you a question: Are you guys going to Nagoya, too?"

Chapter 154 Death

"Huh? Yes! How did you know that?"

The unicorn girl asked in surprise. She remembered that she should not have told the other party similar information?

"Yeah, yeah! Big Brother, how did you know we were going to Nagoya? Did you... deduce it?!"

"...No, it's just a feeling."

Uozuka Saburo lowered his head, looking at the bespectacled boy who had suddenly become very curious. He said, "Judging from the amount of luggage you're carrying, you're probably planning a short trip. And Nagoya is the perfect place for a vacation this season, so I made a guess."

"Eh~ I see..."