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Chapter 1102 NO.9: You are just curious. Zhongyue will greet you later.
Omo admits that he has deceived a lot in his life and told many lies, but he is not obsessed with the philosophy of life that he must tell the truth.

But as we all know, a lie requires more lies to complete.

As a person who has exposed many lies, Omo knows the cost of an excellent lie, so when faced with the question from the tea shop, he just smiled subtly.

Then he yawned.

"Not really, I've just been busy lately," Omar, holding a cup of coffee in one hand and tapping on the terminal with the other, backed up his words with his actions, "But if you connect...did anything happen last night?"

After all, things that are not suitable for children are not suitable to be told to underage girls. Even if it is expressed in some subtle and literary ways, it seems like being a hooligan to others.

Although one of the practitioners there who is not suitable for children is also far away from adulthood, this is obviously not the same thing.

Omer chose to shift the focus to promote the other party's misunderstanding, although this may not be completely convincing for the sensitive and suspicious person, so that the dark red eyes behind the grating revealed an obvious meaning of scrutiny. .

But the cute and considerate little black-haired girl next to him would be more concerned about the trainer's condition: "Do you need to catch up on your sleep?"

She asked, her dark golden eyes looking towards the midair where Omo's fingers were typing.

"How much of that commission is left?"

"Don't cover up the problem with endless questions, Tea House."

"…Feel sorry."

"No need to apologize."

It would be better to say that seeing the other party's concerned expression made him feel a little pricked in his conscience. Omo turned back to look at her from the screen: "As long as you can answer my previous question."

"What are you waiting for me for?"

"……Well…"

This time it was the teahouse's turn to be silent for a moment, and then he whispered: "Can't you find the trainer if you have nothing to do?"

"It's not impossible..."

The subtle attention made Omer look around the activity room. Except for two brown-haired horse girls who turned their heads obviously, the chestnut-red haired cyber horse girl was still looking down at her mobile phone, but her ears were upright and tight. Obviously revealed a different attitude.

Sure enough, is it still too neglected?
He reflected in his mind, feeling that this was the manifestation of the adolescent girl's desire for exclusivity that had nowhere to place and was difficult to eliminate.

Although Chazao Bourbon Aiori didn't have any signs of this in the first place, and now his appearance seems a bit sudden, he has indeed been too distracted by training in the past few days.

It can be said that it is quite consistent with the accusations made by some colleagues who have always been dissatisfied with me, and it is understandable that it will arouse the vigilance of these girls.

"But compared to a sudden surprise, it's better to have it planned in advance, just like this -" With a swipe of his finger, a light screen that was invisible to others instantly appeared, revealing the densely packed text on it.

The digital teacher finally arrested the second-generation mercenary who had been missing all night.

In the same way that he went straight to the activity room early in the morning and blocked the Orme Gate who also arrived early.

Facing the very important topic of doujinshi, the digital teacher showed great seriousness. This seriousness even broke through her restraint due to her usual respect for Omo Na - but it was not overbearing.

Just like a Toby spider whose desire is intensified by venom and buys a discounted suit, this person's upper limit reaches this point, and the severity of the digital teacher can only be described as tragic.

This was originally the part where Party A was asking about the construction schedule, but as we were chatting, we turned to the topic of conveying the concerns of other team members and asking about the current situation.

But obviously, receiving a double queue challenge late at night and playing a six-hour practice match with the opponent is not suitable to talk to an underage girl in any way.

This moment was like a reenactment of that scene, and he covered up those inconvenient topics with a few words.

"But don't worry, I still remember the mountaineering agreement."

When I was inspecting the volcano with Miss Adele and others, I briefly agreed with the teahouse that the so-called way of dealing with the desire for exclusivity is not about 'possession', but 'independence'.

Because the moment you make it feel 'unique', he has already 'occupied' that uniqueness. Although many people in this world cry "I want it all" greed, they actually know that what they can really obtain does not include everything.

This is especially true for smart children in adolescence.

Their desires are like a bottomless abyss, with all kinds of fantasies and desires, but there are few groups in the world who know how to restrain themselves subconsciously better than them.

Because they are at an age where they are disciplined the most by the people around them.

The smarter they are, the more they understand the rules. Maybe they will take the initiative to use the rules, but their greed will definitely not be as greedy as stupid children.

Intelligence has become an invisible shackle, allowing them to be based on reality and not dare to ask for real things, so they have the limit of being satisfied.

The most important point among them is obviously to make them realize that their "uniqueness" can be satisfied.

The essence of all desire for exclusivity lies in "wanting to be a unique existence in the eyes of the other person." Even the exclusivity of an item can distinguish you from other people who have owned it.

'What makes you unique compared to others about the things you desire to own? '

There is no doubt that the basis of exclusivity is also anxiety.

Although this anxiety and Akane Shinjo's anxiety yesterday may be on different tracks, they are in the same competition format.

Omer had no difficulty coping either.

By strengthening a mountain climbing remark into a definite agreement, the tea host no longer has doubts, but instead his attention is diverted elsewhere.

"Hmm...I'll ask at a good time, but the trainer's dream...isn't it encrypted?"

"Because Miss Ling from last night is watching, there is no need for encryption."

Omo shrugged subtly: "She alone can defeat most of the dream bodyguards on the market, and she can probably do some processing on my dream link."

After that, he looked at the link to the mercenary station that he had received before from the employees of the office - those monster controllers.

Just like a questionnaire, a bunch of reports that need to be checked and filled out are a confirmation letter from the director of the office on the employee evaluation.

"Hmm..." In fact, the cafeteria who had been forced to have contact information since yesterday had some friends who tried to save it and added it to the chat software.

It was just like the scene where Omer and Rudolf became friends again. After a brief exchange, there was no further information. After about half an hour, the other party took the initiative to speak, but within a few minutes he said that he had something to talk about next time.

No more news after that.

We can only guess from the laughter of the other party shortly after that it seems that they encountered some family matters.

My sister made a joke or something...

The cafeteria saw her smiling so happily in the feed, and even the picture included a newly composed poem and a bottle of wine she had opened about the incident.

I started to feel that friends who are like sisters are really good.

She doesn't laugh at herself, and she doesn't drink and write poetry for her own enjoyment.

"Would she do something like that? She shouldn't."

But as a friend of that 'person', the trainer showed doubts based on cognitive differences.

"Miss Nian and Miss Xi also have a lot of fights on weekdays. They often end up with each other in subtle ways. I have never seen her laugh at them. On the contrary, she will deal with them with a look of helplessness."

"But now that Miss Millet is back, she shouldn't have to worry about it, but she won't be so frivolous. If it doesn't involve drinking, she is quite stable."

"…is that so?"

"Well, if her account wasn't stolen, then it's probably an unprecedented situation. I'm really curious... But I'd better wait until I fill out the form and finish writing the manuscript first."