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The gap of three horses widened easily from the prologue to the middle. In the clear images and sounds captured by the high-speed camera, the breathing of the childhood sweetheart in the back was already mixed with some kind of obsession. Impurities.

"Obviously it's just a symbolic run..." Mefilas sighed with a hint of helplessness.

No matter how indifferent he was beforehand, wouldn't it be completely exposed once he started running?

"It's okay, it's better to say it's how it should be."

"Oh? Why can't you see it?"

Turning to look at Suzi who answered the conversation, little Omo was somewhat surprised.

After all, the training schedule carried out according to memory did not include her, but she did come, saying that she wanted to cheer for Tea House and Bourbon, but as a direct victim, Omer could still have the same effect even if he became a little Omer. The feeling of being 'stared at'.

He's just the monitor...

Did Tachyon and Akane really reach an agreement? With such a guess that could almost be regarded as a conclusion, little Omo didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, except for the fact that the other party actually talked to Tachyon and Bourbon, other times They are very quiet and don't interfere with the itinerary here.

Such a quiet watcher, in this young child's body, actually seems to be quite familiar from a long time ago.

It was in this constant silence that she rarely spoke about others, and it seemed that she could see the telepathic cooperation between herself and Sirius.

But whether you noticed it or not, little Omo's acting skills of pretending to be silly by making use of his appearance were just as impeccable back then as they are now.

Even the madman in front of the test bench just stared at his "stereotyped" face for a few seconds, pouted, turned around, and answered:

"These two have long been considered celebrities, let alone childhood sweethearts. Even if Sirius Symbol's performance is not particularly outstanding, the group of people who pay close attention to Rudolph Symbol will dig up their relationship with each other. past."

"If you dig too much, you will talk about the confrontation and persistence of your childhood sweethearts?" The cosmonaut calmly understood the following text.

"Yes, you should know this best, Guinea Pig-kun~"

"Taiko..." Teaza said, unable to hear it. "The trainer is not in a good condition today."

Bourbon looked at the trainer's appearance, which was still as 'mechanical' as hers, and then looked back: "Master, the state is "infant", and it is judged to be abnormal. Team Tachyon, have you adjusted the medicine? "

"Well, in order to better restore the body, it is natural to optimize the original formula."

She admitted it openly, causing Mefilas's curved eyes to cast a subtle look that was difficult to understand.

"My current thinking that reflects the physical age is also your masterpiece?"

"Well~ Well~ This can be considered as a better way to relieve Guinea Pig-kun's pressure, right? If you keep tightening yourself so tightly, be careful that there will be an existence like Demon God ZERO~"

"It would only be reasonable for you to say this last week."

Little Omer's face was expressionless.

He had just returned from Duju Terrace for a day and was in an unprecedented period of relaxation.

There is no imminent case, and there is no competition that requires the preparation of information immediately. It has even solved the self-taught knot that has been strained for many years.

Even when she was feeling lacking in her heart, she still accepted Akane's feelings that she had deliberately avoided before, and gained a lively and lovely girlfriend.

Except for the extravagant annoyance that the woman's offensive is still fierce after the relationship, the whole thing is very relaxed, and there is no sign of being tense at all.

But obviously, Arisuko has the talent to talk nonsense with a calm face. Even if she is exposed like this, she doesn't care at all: "How could it be possible~ Mr. Guinea Pig has the same temperament as a self-abusing guinea pig, but he will soon find a burden for himself. oh."

"...Speaking of Aiori, is there something wrong with her?"

In order to pay attention to the child's prophetic mentality of his children, little Omo said.

Yes, not the child king, but the child prophet.

Little Omo doesn't like to be the center of the crowd, and naturally he won't take the initiative to lead his friends to do things, but he always has the opportunity to become the 'understanding brother' of the children, giving them immediate response when they are sad or even crying. Do the 'right instructions'.

He was also given the nickname 'Kind Prophet' by a few adults who found it funny. In the Hongying District context, he was a kind prophet, but in the Bad District context, he was a child prophet.

"What's going on? Isn't that guy always like this~" Suzi said angrily, "He was making trouble for himself and was mentally exhausted. He must have been fighting against the pillow today."

"There is always a reason for everything," said little Omer. "What may seem self-absorbed at first glance may be..."

"Okay, okay, I know what you want to say. Don't say these useless things. You wouldn't tell me this under normal circumstances."

"…Indeed."

No matter what, discovering flaws in one's performance is always a psychological blow to a child, although strictly speaking, most children will forget this very quickly.

But Omer is obviously no ordinary child.

He subconsciously looked at the competition between the two racing girls who were strictly speaking at their peak.

A horse racing girl who is about to retire and has been competing in the stars for a long time. Even if her glory is short-lived, she is still strong. A horse girl who has been retired for several years. Although she keeps training, she can't compare with the amount of training and strength she has in active service. The eight-time champion will regress a bit.

At this moment, the gap has changed from three horses to two horses.

Sirius, the symbol of duplicitous seriousness, gradually approached, and Rudolph, who was originally a symbol of the intensity of daily training, also took the same natural steps.

Appropriately expand the stride length to a level that does not affect the cadence, subconsciously adjust the posture when entering the sprint phase, avoid shoulder pressure, and avoid bend deflection-these skills that other racing girls need to consciously control have already been used by her. Burned into instinct.

The pace that could make her known as the emperor was crushing the earth and tearing apart the strong wind.

There was no glow of skill, but it seemed as if he had already stepped out of the divine power of King's Landing, causing the ground he stepped on to sound like thunder. The current speed display on the upper screen gave a report that was enough to make the three people on the sidelines of the field. Stunning numbers that a little girl can’t ignore.

Everyone is mentally prepared for the huge gap between one year of active duty and three years of active duty.

I have even seen the finishing result of Aimu Orihime, who is currently in her second year of service. Miura Bourbon probably has the best say in what the scenery above looks like.

But even so, when she saw the numbers, she would still stay where she was, as if she was down.

It wasn't until he was patted on the shoulder by the cold split hand that he shuddered subconsciously and looked up at the figure who did not lower his head to look at her, but was still looking into the distance with that cold face.

At the same time, I also saw his other hand, with its ten divided fingers, patting the shoulders of Teaza and Tachyon with five fingers each.

"Compared to the cold numbers, the Mercedes-Benz posture is more worthy of attention, isn't it?"

He said calmly, pretending not to hear the sudden sound in his ears:

"Oh~ should I say it was as good as I expected, or better than expected? Haha, Omo-kun, this world is really great!!"

Alexis Kelif, the cosmonaut who secretly came to this world with the return of Ormer and Akane, took up the role of traveler without hesitation while both sides were dealing with salt. Frog, minding his own business, wanted to learn more about the world.

Then disappeared from the Internet.

Like something along the lines of Witchmon, Morrison, Justis, and Sunday Serenity.

Then it came back just right, accurately destroying the current scenery.

There is no trace of the comforting elders who used to liven up the atmosphere with thoughtful words in front of Akane Shinjo in the past, and gave Akane recognition, praise, and support.

But in fact, neither this guy's tone nor his habitual way of talking has changed from the past.

All that has changed is how everyone views Him.

At least for little Omo, hearing this guy's praise didn't give him any sense of accomplishment or gain.

Even if the other person is a paper figure in the tokusatsu works he likes to watch, when he really appears in front of him, he will have a "nothing more than that" look.

Sigh... isn't this kind of uncle a very common type in the Demon Realm?

Even the small nursery and welfare home in my memory has recorded several such volunteers.

It can be regarded as the enlightenment of Omer's observation and impression of this kind of people.

"Omo-kun~ don't say anything, and don't pretend you can't see me~"

"Xiaoqian is busy arranging the script, which is enough to make me disappointed. If you do the same, it will make me sad~"

This tone doesn't sound very sad, does it?

Little Omo looked silently at the finish line in the distance, greeted by the Sirius symbol who finally held back and showed no brilliance of skills throughout the process.

It's really troublesome to think about the eldest sister who has such determination. It's hard to imagine how I will deal with it when I change back.

"Just pay attention to me, Omo-kun, I didn't even publicize your story, oh~ look here."

"Don't worry, I still know how to repay kindness. Since you didn't mention my matter to Gulit and let me come to such an interesting place smoothly, then I will definitely not harm you."

Would a guy like you have a normal way of repaying a favor?

It’s hard not to suspect that it’s the Black Holy Grail-like logic assisting.

"Hey, hey, don't just look away! In fact, when I was passing by the surrounding network, I noticed an interesting thing. The name Omer Linton and the name Mefilas appeared together in the surveillance system. Four times."

"It's not public, it's two groups of people, they all seem to know how to behave, and they quieted down immediately, but they should be here to see you, are you interested?"

"who is it?"

Mephilas suddenly spoke, causing the three people beside him to raise their heads.

Even Rudolph Symbol and Sirius Symbol, who were holding mineral water bottles in the distance and slowly approaching, also had their ears slightly dangled.

Some doubtful eyes were cast on the little Omer who was not open to the public.

"Right, I'll show it to you like this. Just these two, I guess they will find it here soon~"

Instead of directly hacking to monitor the synchronization progress, two screenshots covering most of his face were displayed in front of the screen. Little Omo looked at the two figures above and hesitated for a moment whether he should teleport immediately.

After all, both of them have a distinct place in memory.

Those were the Penguin Logistics colleagues and their 'followers' whom he had not known how to respond to before, and... the 'opponent' whom he had even thought about inviting to the izakaya for a chat.

Chelenina Texas, Lapland Saluzzo and Lipia.

With obviously different backgrounds and coincidentally at the same time, we visited this training ground for racing girls at the same time.

Then they should all have someone to guide them... But when he thought about this level, the light screen also popped up a communication message with the note of Onino Xiaomi.

"...No need to deal with it, just bring the guests over."

He took the communication and spoke directly, and then received the visible astonishment and then the understanding look from the other party and the employees on the side.

What do you understand...

At this point, little Omo, who thought it would be better to continue muddying the water, felt a little confused.

I should have run away...This is not what I should face at all...

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But the first-generation Ultraman is looking for me!

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