only monsters

Chapter 1191 NO.97: Silence is Only This Morning
"Guinea Pig, many people are looking at you~"

"To each other, I think Miss Tako is also quite famous."

Even this popularity is not limited to the field.

Generally speaking, those who come to the Only exhibition are fans of a specific field.

And they are either newcomers who have just entered the game and are still in the excitement and novelty stage, or they are enthusiastic old fans who have a deeper understanding of it.

For the latter, it is probably not difficult to get information about a certain "Frankenstein" in Central Tresen, not to mention that this "weird guy" has recently begun to emerge in the competition.

"Ha, compared to the eyes on the field, these are still far behind, but Guinea Pig is not enough. Are there all fans of horse racing girls here who pay attention to the forum?"

"So what do you think Miss Tako has to offer?"

"How about a disguise? There just happen to be a lot of Cosplayers here."

"I think Ms. Tako may not have enough understanding of Only exhibitions. For such fan exhibitions that are limited to a certain field, any cosplay that does not belong to that field is considered a provocation."

"I haven't really turned into that guy. It would be better to say that if I really changed, she should come out and silence everyone right now."

But forget it about Akane, why would the tea house get involved in such a prank?

"...I think this actually only needs a cognitive hindrance enchantment to solve."

"There must be a magic-forbidden device here, Mr. Guinea Pig."

"A little information assistance?"

From Omer's perspective at this moment, he could even see the outline of some wigs.

After finally pulling the map of Yan State to the end, she took out a piece of clothing from the small satchel she brought with her. Even though it was folded neatly, the style could still be seen from the gold lines.

"I know, it doesn't matter, we have actually prepared a set that is quite suitable!"

Mr. Asakura had never seen this battle before, and his subconscious reaction was to move closer to Omo.

"As for the clothing, it's written in the record, so this is it!"

However, Omersan didn't have much time to take advantage of Xiao Lu, who was temporarily used as a shield.

Omer fell into the uneasiness that the caring quilt might turn into a caring brand: "...Let me ask, what you propose should be a trainer instead of a racehorse girl, right?"

Omo, who was obviously not slow to react, immediately looked at Akane Shinjo, who was greeting in a certain direction: "Xiaolu, look over there!"

us?

“Very nice modification!”

Originally, he was still worried about the shocking words of Alison, who was under Omersan, but why was he suddenly called by Omersan's girlfriend's name?

"Well, don't worry about this little thing, right? In fact, I learned through a little intelligence assistance that you, Mr. Guinea Pig, have logged into the Sunday Tranquil Dream account, right?"

"Eh? Uh..." Mr. Asakura, who didn't even feel that he had any friendship with the other party, was stunned for a moment when he was suddenly called by his name so affectionately, and then became cautious.

It can't be said that it's a small thing to be able to get the entrusted matters that are handled confidentially by default in the office log, right?

Hearing this, he couldn't help but look back in surprise. Omo glanced at the team, which had begun to split in formation. Not to mention Mann and Rebecca, who probably wanted to go shopping alone, the reactions of the remaining people , there is no doubt that the suspicion between Akane and Teaza, who have been together day and night, is the most obvious.

He asked Na Suzi with a serious smile: "What next?"

"I thought Miss Tachyon would have had no interest in this at all."

"I will definitely have a comprehensive understanding of the equipment conditions in the laboratory!"

"Laboratory... ha..." He laughed dryly and then turned to look at the crowd who were still staring in the distance. Omo put his fingers on the soundproof barrier that was barely maintained and hesitated. Then he looked back and looked at the teahouse, which was unusually timid. But there was a faint look of expectation in his eyes.

He then looked back at Suzi's right hand, which was still hanging in the air, holding a set of clothes.

"...Okay." As he said that, he raised his hand, and Ali Soko threw the entire satchel into his hand.

"Everything is in there, let's go and try it, Guinea~rat~jun~"

She took on the role of a horse girl with a soft tone, and a malicious red light seemed to seep out from under the pair of blinds.

And the girl who lowered her head so that her bangs covered most of her face almost squeezed out a slight voice from her throat: "...trainer...we are waiting for you."

"Yeah, little snake, come out quickly!"

"?"

He was still pretending just now, but when he got here, he suddenly said hello with a cheerful face, which really made Omer's lips twitch, and he almost laughed.

It's really hard to hold back. The first two reactions created a slightly heavy atmosphere. He was completely broken when he came to her, but it wasn't laughter or anger. After two seconds of silence, he still threw the satchel to her. on the shoulders. "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Hey hehe~"

"Please don't smile so evilly, Miss Tako."

After breaking through the reluctant silence barrier, Omo couldn't help but remind him loudly. He couldn't help but sigh: "Please pay attention to your image next time."

After all, Omer Linton, whose reputation was so complicated that he didn't have to worry too much about his image, disappeared.

Instead, a few minutes later, a black-haired 'horse girl' walked out of the men's restroom entrance. Although she was wearing a windbreaker and long pants, she had horse ears on her head and a tail at the back of her waist, which made other male tourists passing by subconsciously stunned.

Or it can also be called Sunday Serenity (?)
The slight difference is that compared to the original person whose eye color is too consistent with the tea seat, this person's eyes are dark red, and the black pupils make him look more inhuman.

There is no impatience, no violence, just sharpness and indifference.

"Can I have a moment, sir?"

"Uh...oh..."

The subconscious reaction of the tourist standing in front of him was to be surprised by the strangely mixed neutral voice of the other person, which seemed to be mixed with a deep male voice.

So the tourist's eyes were subconsciously searching for the electronic components used to process the sound quality, but all he could see was a tall, dark figure, and a slightly contrasting white arc above his head.

It was dull hair, incompatible with the pure and smooth black hair.

"Oh~! It's more effective than expected, Guinea Pig-kun." Arisuko said with eyes lighting up.

"...Trainer...?" Manchester City Cafe widened his eyes in disbelief, looking at Omer who was like a 'friend' from another route.

"Brother, does this count as women's clothing? It should count?" In this case, it can only be Bize, "By the way, can this tail move? I heard that the current cosplay props can directly connect to the nerves."

"..." Omer didn't want to pay attention to him.

But there was an equally excited young man next to him.

"O... Mosan? Is it really O Mosan!?"

Riku Asakura seemed a little stunned. After he came to his senses, he immediately ran towards him with his hands clenched in fists: "You really can't recognize me like this!"

"No, the eyes are too obvious. Why doesn't the little snake use colored contact lenses?" Qian, who stood behind and leaned directly towards Omo, raised her hand to scratch his long hair and sniffed, "The degree of realism is indeed very good. Hey, the perfume I sprayed has an effect."

"In order not to suddenly receive a series of swear words from Sunday Jingjing, I don't want to take it," Omer said angrily, and immediately raised his hand to grab the flashlight in Suzi's hand, "Don't take pictures, what are you doing?"

"Excuse me, sister, can I take a photo with you?"

"..."xN.

Everyone who turned their heads for a moment, including Omer, were looking at the little brown-haired girl who was dressed somewhere between fashionable and earthy, but her waist was covered in badges.

"Eh...I said something very strange...although I know it's very presumptuous..."

In Omer's impression, the little girl who was the rising star of the junior high school on the mud floor was probably not very good at facing the gazes of everyone here. She seemed to be backing away from speaking rashly when she heard a sudden sentence. , words that diverted all attention for her.

"Because I also want to take a photo with this sister before you, so you can't cut in line~"

"..."

"Karen?"

In Omo's silence, and in Kankan's confused greeting after Aizhi failed to follow him, the gray-haired girl smiled, her smile as bright as a flower.

"It's Kallendayo~"

However, there are new changes in this changing scene.

"Eh? Kaza, Tako, Orihime and Ji Ling-san? And this... Sosho-san and Asakura's trainer?"

"What a coincidence. You must be Miss Shinjo?"

At this moment when someone's figure became more rigid, the young woman who looked like a human woman, except that her hair had three colors, greeted in surprise.

Although he had an inconspicuous appearance, the voice that had not changed much and the way he spoke had already made several people, including Tako and Kazuo, react.

"Is Trainer Omo here? SS, please change the beauty..."

The woman didn't finish her words. She paused for a moment just when she looked at him, and then her eyes were full of astonishment.

Just like that, the whole scene fell into a brief silence.

(End of this chapter)