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Chapter 796 NO.167 You have become very disloyal, unfilial, unkind, unjust, unruly, unwise, and unbelieving.
September 9th, Central Trayson, trainer’s office.

It was a day without rain, but the sky outside the window was still cloudy and sunny, as if thunder might pass through it at any time, bringing down the rain that would probably last for a week.

The boy sitting on the revolving chair had a similar mood on his face.

Especially when the swivel chairs in the trainer's office were prepared for adults, and when he sat on them, even if they were adjusted to the lowest position, his feet could not reach the ground, the gloomy feeling became even deeper.

This is not to mention that there are many colleagues around who are sitting at their workstations but look up from time to time.

'Whose child? '

'Trainer James has a family like this? '

'so cute…'

The boy did not have the ability to read minds, but those eyes held a long-lost familiarity.

Familiar as he was five or six years ago when he visited various working places, and like the eyes he would meet when he went to the weapons store where his adoptive father spent the most money to find someone.

Familiar and obvious, I probably feel that there is no need to disguise or cover up the child.

He could tell at a glance what those 'uncles and aunts' were thinking, and at the same time he didn't know whether to be lucky or sad - there were no acquaintances in James's office.

Although the training resources of Central Treson are somewhat scarce, they even have old trainers give lectures from time to time, both to improve the juniors and as an alternative recruitment advertising activity. It is also widely referred to as "overtime" by the trainers. The job mechanism——

——Going to do extra work of temporary tutoring for racing girls who don't have trainers but want to be trained and taught in a more standardized and detailed manner.

——Even the salary is calculated on time and the salary is doubled, it is like working overtime.

If it were someone who had just joined the job, he would probably consider seeking wealth through risk.

But now, he only laments the "few" trainers, which is still relatively small compared to the number of horse racing students.

In actual terms, it is only [-]% less than the number of teachers in this college. If they are divided into various offices and their personal space is not too narrow, there will be dozens of offices.

And the trainers he was relatively familiar with in the chat room, as well as trainers such as Nishizaki Yutaka, Sakada Ayaka, and Iwa Teruji whom he met in real life through Ma Niang, luckily - none of them appeared here. .

But maybe we can’t really rest assured yet.

After all, there are some colleagues who are well-informed and follow gossips, and they will have an impression of his face shape.

Even among the dozen or so juniors who joined the company two months ago, a few seemed to have believed some rumors. When they met him, they always greeted him with extra attentiveness, restraint, or yearning.

This feeling is like facing Dongshang's changes, rice baths, and vodka... It's hard to say whether the three of them would recognize themselves.

Shouldn't it be possible...?
He lowered his head and looked at his sweatshirt and overalls.

Not to mention the change in face shape, at least the change in clothing style has been huge and thorough. From the custom-made suit that was almost tied to the impression of a trainer in the past, to the current street functional boy, all thanks to that under the cupboard. Digging out old clothes.

How to say?
Thanks to myself who has always been a hamster and didn't rush to throw those old clothes that I couldn't wear into the donation box.

But he also had to hate the hostile forces, blaming them for causing him to borrow the memory printing device again.

Once again, he strengthened his mental quality, and then went to Tachyon again for help, only to find that the mental potion he got last time had no effect.

It was difficult for Omo to tell whether he was resistant to the drug or was fooled by the other party, because after Suzi took out the tablet and wrote down the label of 'drug resistance' on it with a look of surprise, she immediately took out another tablet with a familiar color. Three test tubes of solution.

Without this step, he would not doubt his responsibility.

But there is this step, and it is still the three test tubes of different colors, and it is still the same "three-phase power" that is said to 'strengthen, keep fit, and repeat vitality', and once combined, his body will feedback a low-energy form. '!
Wori, why do you still have this thing?

——Omer, who didn’t know that a certain small group was even sharing the news, felt refreshed and refreshed.

Although that group of potions was not specifically named by Tachyon, he already called them infantilizing potions in his heart, and he was extremely resistant to them.

Because its infantile appearance represents not only the development of the appearance in the direction of "returning to a child", but also the hormone secretion moving closer to the original fluctuations.

It gives Omer a youthful and energetic appearance that is "rarely seen in real childhood".

——Although his actual childhood was hard and tiring, it was never so torturous!

Admittedly, that was a matter of different environments. After all, he had no experience of being held in the arms of a female colleague while sleeping in his childhood. It would be better to say that no little girl had the opportunity to have such contact with him in reality.

But where is it now?Where is Central Teresin?
It's a girls' school.

It's a school for jockey girls.

The high school student Saima Musume is already able to easily overwhelm the thirteen or fourteen year old Majin Shota in both strength and weight.

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But what choice does he have?
You can't really drag your sleepy body around, right?
He walked like a zombie, and I was really afraid of being beaten with a stick by some players who had just returned from deep immersion in the game.

And the spirit that returned to the light will become extremely tired and empty after a while.

In that state, he did not verify whether Tachyon was fooling his own mobility and judgment, and would only want to become one with his sofa immediately.

So he finally accepted the humiliating choice.

In the subtle eyes of Asakura Riku, he was an irritable child facing all the disturbances on the Internet.

And to escape from the network full of private chat reminders, you also have to face the diverse sights in reality.

The light screen and the ringtone were ringing, and when I looked at the notes, I saw a list of people with ulterior motives.

There is no need to say more about Eliseko.

What Maruzensky...? , the speed of the red sports car is used here, right?
Representative Qianming...6, you share an intelligence network, right?

What a clever person, calling him brother, he is afraid that he is coming to see his brother.

What is the Sirius symbol? Damn it, is the Symbolist's developed intelligence network just for you to do this?

What Datuo Sun God... Teacher Datuo, things have changed. The second time you said you were short of DJs, did you really mean you were short of DJs?
What else is there, Shirita Narita... No, what kind of master are you again?You shouldn't be in this session, right?

Omo looked at the many calls ringing, but he didn't dare to answer any of them. Even if his colleagues in the office quietly raised their phones and pointed this way, they would get a glare from him.

The dark red eyes and pitch-black slits had never been so obviously ferocious.

Even if it appears in the eyes of a petite and cute child, it can make several adults feel cold and subconsciously put away the idea of ​​taking pictures and posting updates on the forum.

But after doing this, is it considered safe?
"Um...Linton-san, don't worry about everyone's looks. When I first came here yesterday...it was almost the same."

In fact, Asakura Riku felt the same way, and what he said was not a lie.

He is already 22 years old, but he still looks like a young man of [-] or [-] years old. When he temporarily replaced James at the desk, he was often stared at and asked.

I once took over yesterday’s office topic.

As you can imagine, today's office topic was taken over by little Omer.

And little Omer didn't want to expose himself: "Don't call me Linton."

"Uh...what do you call me?" Xiao Lu was a little subtle, feeling that Linton Sang seemed...

He has indeed turned into a child who looks like that.

"Call me...Morrison."

"Huh?" The Q version of the vampire on the screen who was always laughing at his adopted son, who was rarely absent on the road to his adopted son, suddenly sat up in a dying illness and made a confused sound like a powerful brother.

Then he saw that familiar little face, with an expression of indifference that was so familiar that he wanted to cry, looking at him without any fluctuation.

"Mo, Morrison?"

Xiao Lu was also stunned for a moment. He had no interaction with Morrison, but he had obviously been handed Omer's information, especially family information.

"Yes," Omo said quietly, "I am Morrison from now on, and Morrison does everything."

"Uh... then, Miss Orihime and Miss Rudolf just sent me a letter asking where Linton-san is. Should I answer Morrison-san's location?" Riku Asakura asked hesitantly, with wide eyes. Full of sincerity in wanting an answer.

Then he saw the other party looking at him sadly.

That look made him feel inexplicably ashamed, as if he had become very unfaithful, unfilial, kind, unjust, polite, unwise, and untrustworthy.

(End of this chapter)