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NO.32 Think clearly, she has never lost in her dream strategy

A mysterious girl with a weak sense of existence, she always stays alone by the wall. She draws strange patterns with her fingertips, which has caused her classmates to reject her.

Suspected to be a very troublesome type, or possibly very dangerous.

——The first edition of the Central Higher Education Department’s materials. Manchester City Tea House Chapter 0.1.
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The wallpaper for my mobile phone is a picture of the night sky with a full moon rising, taken from the top of a mountain.

She has a strong psychic talent and is not usually alone. In particular, a little (crossed out) suspected sister named Sunday Tranquility often appears beside her in the form of a spirit.

There seemed to be a voice that only she could hear.

He is very friendly and sensible, and is keen to recommend drinks such as coffee, but it seems that his stomach is in poor condition. He will have a stomachache if he drinks two cups at a time, and he is particularly resistant to the preparation method with more than two sugar cubes.

疑似与学生会存在某种合作，和同级生爱丽速子公用一间教室充作活动室，有着1、3、5与2、4轮替打扫的合约。

——The first edition of the Central Higher Education Department’s materials. Manchester City Tea House Chapter 0.4.
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She has long black hair of perfect texture, and doesn't mind being touched on the head by her relatives and friends.

The tail is the type that remains shiny and smooth even without any maintenance.

I love mountain climbing and have tried forest-style clothing, but ultimately chose the wedding-style style. Recently, my sister recommended the rebellious Harajuku style to me, but I don’t seem to be very keen on it.

The wallpaper for my phone is a cup of coffee brewed at dawn after a mountain hike with my trainer.

There is something strange about her that makes you wonder what she is thinking at first glance, and it is indeed true upon actual observation. Her usual image has become an excellent protective color for her. Perhaps... she has more acting talent than she looks.

I might have to revisit that original review.

——Reprinted materials from the Central Higher Education Department. Manchester City Tea House Chapter 0.7.
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The suitability is 98.5%, 0.1% higher than last time.

Although I didn't regret giving her the card, I was clearly not prepared to observe and control it in real time.

I can safely admit that I can't tell what she's thinking, and I'm not sure if there's always a kitten eavesdropping.

There was no doubt that she was indeed the little black cat.

Perhaps I should be happy about her growth, but whether unexpected growth can be considered a good thing naturally requires more observation.

There is only one thing that is certain, and that is that my understanding of her in the past was obviously not comprehensive enough.

Perhaps I feel the same way towards all the girls in the upper and middle grades under my command.

Because they are always in an incomplete stage of change, any stage-by-stage cognition may be overturned in subsequent changes. They are all time-sensitive, which will increase my future workload dramatically.

——Ophiuchus team, conclusion of the Manchester City Tea Party chapter.

Although all the information he had was completed in the small world of his bedroom, most of the information about Umamusume of that year was purely printed by Mikomon - that is, he directly borrowed various comments and descriptions from public forums, and made them appear comprehensive, rich and diverse by cutting, pasting and reversing the order.

But the information concerning the horse girls under his command was always organized and updated by Omar himself.

During this sorting process, several girlfriends would often inadvertently interrupt.

Talk, discuss, even debate.

Rather than saying that there is a difference between rational and emotional thinking between men and women, it is probably more of a simple difference in individual thinking.

Qian, Chena, Ling.

And Ishamara, who is not familiar with everyone and only talks based on her impression.

Omer's summaries of his observations and diaries often reveal his own insights.

While enriching the multi-stage intelligence content of those girls, it also allowed Omer to gain a more comprehensive and diverse perspective.

This was naturally a good thing. After all, he had always enriched his personality modeling through repeated and diverse information when summarizing a person's intelligence. He also had to specifically look up various people's comments on that person.

Now, with the expansion of his network, this originally troublesome process has become easier, and even in disguise it has lowered the threshold for introductions when social circles meet - when he sorted and wrote down the information in front of Ling and Ishamara, even the latter could have a general understanding of those girls.

At this time, looking back at the ability to travel through the void and travel through dreams, it is easy to achieve the goal of being the last to arrive...

There was naturally no barrier for her to get to know these girls.

Regardless of whether there is a door in everyone's dreams, and whether the doorkeeper can stop her, it is true that everyone's personality is pretty good.

The only ones who were not easy to approach were Tachyon and Sirius - these two were really alert and sharp even in the dream, unlike Rudolf and Chi Ming, who did not persist in rejecting even if they realized something, but instead entertained them generously.

But such accessibility is also quite limited. The world in dreams always has more opportunities than the real world. Whether it is getting to know someone or getting along with them, it is nothing more than a matter of spending more effort.

It is far less challenging than some interactions that seem easy at first glance but are actually very different.

Just like now.

Ling looked at the dark figure and recalled the information written in Omer's diary, and could only sigh that it was worthy of him.

She was now increasingly looking forward to her second brother coming over to spend time with Omar, but before that, she had to concentrate on the little girl in front of her, whom she had been with in her dreams for more than half a year and whom she should be extremely familiar with.

The so-called "should have" meant that she had never seen this side of it.

"Are you... that Ling?"

The dark face and the two empty golden spots did not even look like a human being. Even the voice was extremely cold.

This was completely different from the girl who couldn't hide her childishness even if she tried to lower her voice, and it reminded Ling of the woman who always got at odds with Omar and looked almost identical to the one sitting in the teahouse.

Sunday was quiet.

That was another girl that bothered her.

It was as if he often didn't sleep like Xiaoxi, and there was almost no room for dreams. In daily contact with her, it was as if he had inherited Omer's good impression of her, and he was only minimally polite to her, and his words were often cold and stiff.

It was exactly the same, and in fact it was emitting similar fluctuations at this moment, which reminded her of Omar once mentioned in an uncertain tone that he had seen a different teahouse in a Ferris wheel in his dream.

The teahouse, which seemed peaceful on Sunday, had obviously left a deep impression on him, so much so that he would frown slightly whenever he mentioned it and recalled it, which was obviously very tricky.

"It's me, hello, what should I call you?"

He raised his hand and brushed the lantern on the staff. The dim light went out, and he showed the other person a cold and familiar face.

"Is it a teahouse, or Miss Tranquility on Sunday, or some more ambiguous state of existence in between?"

"I do not care."

The man said coldly, just raised his long sleeves and propped up the vortex in the space beside him:

"It's just that you should go."

"Even if this is a fake trainer's place, uninvited guests are not welcome."

"Is that so? Then next time I'm invited over, can you welcome me?"

Probably because he had never thought that the other party would ask such a question with a smile on his face, the man was silent for a while before saying in a muffled voice:
"...wait until she is willing to invite you."

(End of this chapter)