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"Why do you have such a suspicious expression? Especially you two, Yuta-san and Utsumi-san."

"What happened to us?"

"Do you still remember what Rikka-san lamented before? If this world is also cyclic before you realize it, then how many freshman and sophomore years of high school have you studied?"

"Uh……"

"Ha, there is no need to make this expression. I just mentioned it casually. After all, there is no memory process, so we can only rely on the body's memory. If we have spent countless school years, we can do it just by instinct. Question."

"Uh... Then you have to accumulate a ridiculous number of times, right?"

Apeng, who has been following Omo for a while, will not be fooled so easily.

Then Omo's stern admonishment will come: "If you take it seriously, you will lose, Apeng, don't scare the two classmates like this."

"It's obviously you who's scary!" Utsumi, who also won't be easily fooled, is at the forefront of the counterattack. "Every time, he brings some shocking news. The talented woman mentioned before has returned. What's going on? Why do you think you have a good relationship with the opposite sex?"

"That's the role chosen by Gullit. You can't use it to slander me, Utsumi-san." Omo was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Are you slandering Gullit? Isn't Sister Raccoon always with you?"

Utsumi was still trying to output, but Omo was still calm and calm, using his usual neither salty nor bland tone to deal with every sentence: "Her enthusiasm for work does make me feel that it is a bit too much. I understand how others look at me." What a feeling."

"Stop coming! I said she always drags you out when she's not at work. Lisang has said that the raccoon dog he knows is not like this at all."

"Loving food is a very common interest, but unfortunately I am the only one in the team who can reach a consensus with her. I also tried to invite Lijun to join me, but he was unexpectedly restrained."

"Perhaps Li is afraid of being confused. Just like when I see this Mr. Ma Zhong, I feel very strange." After hearing this, Nan Mengya suddenly said.

Or maybe he noticed that a rank like Utsumi couldn't shake Omer's words, and he could foresee the waste of time in the future just by listening to the previous words.

In terms of expressing this art, Omer Linton is, as everyone suspected, not at all like a college sophomore.

"It's not so much to confuse you, but rather to not want your impression to be changed? Mengya-san."

"That's right," the girl with long flaxen hair nodded repeatedly, then turned to look at Ma Zhongpeng and A Peng, "I have to tell Peng that I can't become like this Ma Zhongjun."

"What am I like..."

Even Apeng, who has tasted "4S Electric Machine King", is still looking at other people's affairs. Although his mood is a bit complicated when facing Nan Mengya, he has no special feelings.

Although he promised his other self that he would save the one on his side when he came back, he was probably still troubled by the knot in his heart and left the other person alone who might actually commit suicide, but he still couldn't help but mumble when he was dissed in front of him like this.

In fact, in the past six months, everyone has established a considerable degree of friendship, and it is not very annoying to point fingers like this in person.

But Apeng believed that with the encouragement of everyone with monster eugenics ideas, he had taken a difficult step and was trying to meet his classmates and face his mother again, and this was a step he was particularly confident about.

As a result, Nan Mengya seemed to be a useless person...

Well, this summary seems to be quite hopeless... Apeng felt depressed as he thought about it.

Then he was tapped on the shoulder, and it turned out to be Omo who was looking at Nan Mengya.

"On the contrary, I appreciate this kind of Apeng even more. Unbridled determination is also a way of living, and it is worth my sacrifice for Galatron."

"This sounds like a father-in-law praising his son-in-law."

"Utsumi, you can't stop being the audience's mouthpiece like this."

"What mouth substitute? What is that word?"

"It used to be used to describe a character like you who speaks for the audience in the play."

"Guests...ah, are you saying that we are virtual characters in your place?" Utsumi raised his hand and scratched the back of his head. Utsumi really didn't know how to look at this matter.

The topic that had been mentioned hastily in the chat could not be developed due to its own particularity. I did not expect that it was Omo's turn to talk so easily, making everyone face this delicate topic again.

"Yes, but it's not too complicated," said Omer, who could tell what these children were worried about at a glance, then leaned on the window sill and looked into the distance, "where we are, this kind of thing is quite common, from time to time. There will be characters on screen appearing on the real news or something."

"And we often imagine a situation, that is..."

He turned around and looked at the five high school students here:

"It's like there is a writer who intends to write a novel in reality, but in fact he may just be a fictional character who has been given the identity of a novelist in a certain creation."

"It's like your world. In fact, it's just an electronic device called a computer. In reality, there is a completely different world from here. It may also be the case that there are as many different worlds as there are electronic devices."

"Strictly speaking, if you really want to conceive according to the concept of the multiverse - as long as the creators of the story are numerous and dense enough, there will definitely be some possibility in the universe as many as stars."       "Some kind of universe will happen. Something that is in line with the possibility of one of the creations.”

"This is the field of probability. Just like if there are enough sports events, sooner or later you will encounter the plot of some sports cartoons. Isn't it easier to understand?"

"I always feel like the topic has been bypassed." Nan Mengya said thoughtfully.

"I hope I can give you an example other than exercise." Utsumi pinched her abdomen. Although she no longer had a hula hoop, Utsumi, who was really tired from working out, felt a little stressed. "And Yuta was hit by a volleyball a few days ago. ."

"Eh? Is it true or not? Is the injury serious?" Nan Mengya asked.

"It's just a little nosebleed, but surprisingly it doesn't hurt much." Yuta felt that the other party was making too much of a fuss.

"If you despise volleyball like this, you may get hit by the volleyball again and again." Omo said sadly.

"Uh……"

Yuta couldn't relax at this moment. Although he was a male high school student, he was a natural warrior who was brave enough to fight and did his duty. He even wanted to show his transformation device to everyone, but in some aspects The performance is not without vulnerability.

Recently, I was worried about the pros and cons of a rumor, and even shed tears that were stricter than Lu Ji's.

As long as these two people directly asked Omo about Rikka's visit to the college student boyfriend's house, Omo would be able to answer that there was a college student brother in their family.

When it comes to intelligence gathering, this demon must be a professional.

But they didn't ask.

So much so that Yuta seriously thought that the girl he had a crush on had a boyfriend and that he had already lost the chance before he confessed to her. He actually cried and suffered from insomnia for a time. When he turned on the dark circle mode the next day, Omo glanced at him twice before asking him. What's wrong.

Then there were the mysterious revelations about the inner sea.

——But Omo himself had no impression of these.

It was Utsumi who said that he had said it, so Omer put on a look of "sudden realization", and relied on improvisation + observation and profiling to piece together a part of the imaginary context that might be consistent with the facts.

For Omer, these are the things that are truly illusory and dream-like, far less real than the lunch he had at noon.

But having said that, before Utsumi opened her mouth to seek justice for her brother, the class bell had already rang, and the two students who were not in the same class had to say goodbye in a hurry to the few people who were not in class, leaving a few people to look at them from a distance. After walking away, someone suddenly spoke.

"They don't have classes for the school festival, right?"

This is Nan Meng bud.

After she finished speaking, the scene fell into silence for a few seconds before her boyfriend spoke:

"They should be busy with their respective class programs, right?"

"And then help Rikka and Utsumi's class organize the Gulit stage play later?" Apeng, who has monster eugenics ideas, also asked.

Then came Omer: "According to my information, Yuta's contribution to the preparation of their class's activities is not very high."

Ya: "What do you mean?"

Peng (strange): "He will find an opportunity to sneak out quickly, and then come to find the inner sea..."

Peng (electricity): "And Liuhua Mulberry."

Once again, there was a brief unanimous silence, and in the silence where there were no more students in the corridor, a certain demon broke the balance:

"Do you need me to lead the way?"

"Oh! Do you know the position?" Team member Nan's eagerness to try was obvious.

"Of course, I'm quite concerned about this kind of 'activity'."

"Uh, that's not good."

The moral standards of the two Peng team members need to be lowered in this regard.

In contrast, Team Member Nan and Captain Majin had already taken steps forward with either sly or polite smiles on their faces.

"Sir! This way!"

"Yoshi! Right this way!"