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The sky that had been gloomy for a long time finally started to rain.

Chise, who was supposed to be out for a ride, also responded to the call for help and returned. However, the current situation was still somewhat different from what was expected, such as the extra Juji and Sero.

This is not a bad thing.

Sero can mobilize Utsumi's work enthusiasm, and Jujia is also a good-tempered gentleman. Just ask what he has learned and is good at and can be used as a labor force.

But at the moment, Mr. Shijia's condition is not very ideal.

"Why, Omersan."

"what why."

"Why didn't anyone tell me when I heard that Shimasang had picked up the princess?"

"Why, maybe it's because I'm too busy."

"I'm obviously very free!"

"Maybe they are too busy."

"Hmm...is that going to be the case?"

"I don't know. Let's ask directly when you meet later... Utsumi, what will it look like if you do this?"

Under the incredulous gazes of the two girls on the side, Omer, who used a card to move like a knife, easily cut through the cardboard and cut out flat nesting holes, finally raised his head and showed the paper in his hand to the inner sea. box helmet.

A very square and detailed robot face. The only problem is that it looks more like... than Gullit...

"You are the brave policeman!"

The inner sea that turned back from Zero was not tense at all.

Although the technique is very high and the sense of lines is very strong, that head does not look like Gullit!

It might as well be the head portrait of the human uncle next to him after he transformed into Ultraman! Although there are two darts on his head.

"And you really just ignore him next to you?"

As long as you look down and to the left, Utsumi can see Shijia squatting beside Omer, his clothes already touching the floor.

His face was full of excitement just now, but now it looks a bit sad. Somehow, Utsumi can feel a subtle kimo.

In comparison, Omo, who was sitting cross-legged on a piece of cardboard and working on props, could not be said to be unfocused.

"I've been paying attention, haven't I? Shijia, don't think too much, no one is ostracizing you." He answered without raising his head as always, completely inconsistent with his usual politeness, which meant that he was more focused on the work at hand. They even follow the progress of others.

"On the contrary, Yuta may need your help."

After hearing Utsumi's thoughts, he immersed himself in taking apart the cardboard helmet. Then he settled down and started a new operation.

It looks like he has already thought of how to improve it, and the whole thing is a reliable image endorsement.

It also gave Utsumi a real feeling of hugging her thighs.

Thinking about it, as long as a big boss like Omo joins in, Cricket will be able to prepare for a campus event!

only……

Is he really not going to go over and have a chat?

He turned to look at Akane Shinjo who suddenly appeared and after greeting everyone, was pulled aside by Rikka and said something.

Then he looked at Omo, who had never looked there from beginning to end, as if he had nothing worth communicating with.

Utsumi could not help but doubt that his and others' guesses were wrong.

Sho Utsumi, who has long since given up his admiration and thoughts about Shinjo Akane, and is now dating Ren Nomura, actually feels a sense of déjà vu when watching Omo's performance when facing Shinjo Akane.

After all, he and Nomura Ren were secretly dating.

I haven't mentioned it to Yuta, Rikka and Namiko yet (although Namiko could tell from the beginning).

Because of this, he was the firm believer in what happened to Omer and Akane during everyone's occasional gossip sessions.

But looking at this scene... isn't this too indifferent?

Can you reach this level just by acting?

Could it be that Omo really has no close relationship with Akane Shinjo?

It was hard not to doubt it, and just when he was doubting it, and even preparing to give a few reminders, he heard the lively female voice coming from behind:

"Please give way, thank you, thank you~"

Subconsciously standing aside, he was stunned when he saw the purple figure leaping past the people in front of him and bounding towards Omer.

Subconsciously turning around, he saw Liuhua, Mengya and the two Apengs all looking over here.

Even Chise, who was instructing Namiko to draw lines, was not looking here, but the evil corners of his mouth were obviously paying the same attention.

Concentrate on your work! You people! !

Utsumi felt angry and turned around again, then thought about it for a moment... and decided to turn around and pretend to continue what he was doing.

Then start peeking!

I wish I could prick up my ears.

Of course, he couldn't see anything at the moment. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Akane Shinjo jumping up and down, and actually passed over Omer, who was immersed in unpacking cardboard.

But he paused for a moment and sat directly behind Omo. As soon as he straightened his sitting posture, back to back, he stretched out!

Even in that arched backward motion, he simply pressed against the slightly hunched back of Omer, who was immersed in his work.

From that moment on, Utsumi believed that this was not his illusion.

The surrounding eyes became sharper.

But the person involved was extremely calm, and was even picking up the corners of the cardboard around him, as if he was already used to this kind of contact.

"Are you done?" he asked.

"Emmm, I can't say that I'm done with my work," Qian looked up and chuckled, "She's not willing to show up directly yet."

"Is that so... you can't forgive yourself?"

"Well," she lowered her head, hugged her legs and sighed, "Although I have regained some of my six-flower appearance, in this aspect I am still very similar to my old self."

"Do you need my help? There isn't much time left."

"...No need," she said softly, "This is not only my atonement, but also what I must do."

"I understand...Thank you for your hard work."

"Hey, hehe~ The little snake is also working hard," she said with a chuckle, and then she touched Omo's right shoulder and poked her head, "And the clothes I picked out for An Qi, I saw it~"

And Omo, who didn't care about the heads next to him and was re-piecing the pieces of paper in his hand, asked: "So do you need to call Anqi here now?"

"...Well, no need, just let the meeting take its course," Akane raised her hand and poked her chin, looking at the wall covered with railings and thinking for a moment, "And Anqi should be busy right now."

"Because of other Anqi?"

"You are too keen." The girl pouted and raised her hand to poke his face, which was focused on the splicing of the helmet.

"The enemy's elite individuals have not appeared for a while. Such an abnormality should always be worth thinking about."

Omer said, picking up the brand new cardboard helmet in his hand and handing it to the head on his shoulder:

"Try wearing it?"

-

The parallel lines gradually deviated, and the weather forecast became completely inaccurate for rainy days.

Knight, who walked with the 2nd generation in front of various information anomalies in Azalea Terrace and set up small detectors, put on a cold and cool demeanor as always, even if he was caught in the rain.

It is necessary to place these inconspicuously disguised detectors at 46 points of Dujuan Station to achieve an immediate and complete surveillance network at the data level. This is the result of a remote meeting between the 2nd generation, Omo, and Kaisaki Hikari.

Moreover, those detectors were also made on the spur of the moment by Kaisaki, and their shapes were as beautiful as the flying monkeys of Team Kurt.

It also made Knight, who was carrying those things, look like a scavenger in suits and ties.

And when his targets are occasionally in places like wild places, bridges, or alleys, he becomes more like a suspicious scavenger.

And now, the suspicious scavenger saw an unexpected person in the narrow alley amid the beating rain.

"...Why don't you hold an umbrella?"

After two seconds of silence, he asked in his usual cold voice.

His silver hair, which was wet from the rain, looked like a traditional school uniform with a stand-up tie and buckle, but he also had clothes with exaggerated flame patterns, and he was holding an unopened long-handled umbrella in his hand.

That look was all too familiar to him.

Because that is exactly who I was in the past.

Standing in front of him with a look that looked like she had been abandoned by Akane Shinjo, she let the rain fall down her hair and cheeks, like tears, and also like some kind of irony and provocation.

He subconsciously considered whether to draw the sword behind him.

But it was actually the other person who raised his hand and handed him the umbrella in his hand.

"Akane asked me to bring you an umbrella."

"..."

"Akane? Which Akane?"

"Kuro Akane and Shinjo Akane, both Akane."

At that moment, Knight got a younger brother (x)

There are three more people poking their heads at the entrance of the alley (x)

PS: The real character of Kuro Akane should be closer to Rikka than to Akane, but in this book, because she was infiltrated by madness and turned black for a time, her character is neither better nor worse. You, God must