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Chapter 489 NO.72 You guessed it right, she has been ambushing you in the cafe screen
More recently, Omer has felt he should put his activities on hold.

Or in other words, stay at home for a while.

The reason for this kind of thinking is not the recent trend of public opinion, but the awareness of the extremes of his own social circle.

The ideal form of the relationship network of mercenary firms should be a friendly network at the level of enterprises and forces, rather than purely personal connections.

Of course, the latter can also achieve the expansion of the firm's network, but the burden on the parties...

Homa lay prone in front of the balcony and yawned.

The cold wind that hit him could not shake the devil's physique, nor could it bring him sober stimulation.

It was another rainy night, and under the eaves of the balcony was a line of rain curtains, which made the night scene of the city in this corner blur like neon, adding a bit of dreaminess.

On August 612, 8, Cosmos Awards, champion: Manhattan Cafe.

Small OP-level races are not worth much publicity, but August is also the slow season in the horse racing world.

Throughout the whole month, there are only a few venues in the world, and even the Cosmos Award can appear on the page of URA Association’s Youjun Magazine—of course, the paper magazine has not yet been released, but the electronic magazine will be one step ahead.

The black and ominous figure occupies a huge page, and the title of the dark cloud hangs directly below it. The art words with fangs and claws plus the real name of Manhattan Cafe seem to be some kind of new card pool promotion.

Although it will be replaced by a new game layout tomorrow, and then placed in the promotional position of the folding board, it also represents the official start of the career of the dark horse girl.

The title may be changed, it is a tradition, just like many horse girls are called monsters when they debut, but Narita Shirahito is the only one who has been given the official title of monster.

More respectable titles like 'Dark Skyscraper' were mentioned after the game, and reporters asked him what he thought of it.

As for why not ask the teahouse...

At that time, there was a row of reporters at the gate of the arena, and of course they would not be greeted by a black-haired horse girl who was not good at speaking.

He has been interviewed once, and he is also an eloquent trainer, so he naturally wants to share Ma Niang's worries.

Before that, of course.

Omer also had to inevitably meet up with those friends in the industry.

Snow Beauty, Yuzao Cross, Mi Yu, Zhenjiling, Desert Hero, and other horse girls' greetings to him are naturally far less important than the congratulations and compliments to the protagonist of the game, Manchester City Cafe.

The appearance of a group of little girls huddled together can make Tachyon's roommate Ari Digi look down upon her.

The enchantment of high-density friendship between the girls is unfolding, making Omer subconsciously stay away.

And after that, the congratulations and encouragement from famous retired horse girls like Rudolph, Chiaki, and Maruzenski...

It's hard to say whether it's exhilarating or overwhelming.

But after that, it was as if soldiers were fighting against soldiers, and adults were going to torture adults.

These senior horse girls didn't stand by the teahouse for long, but they soon turned to congratulate and look forward to Amo... Isn't it a bit too dangerous?

Not far away, a reporter has already cast their eyes!
I didn't look at the high-density friendship screen of the protagonist of the game, but cast a dangerous look here again! !
And Bai Ren, can you go back and talk about the teahouse training?I know the teahouse is a good seed, but you don't have to read it all the way, right?If it continues like this, Dark Sunday will appear!
Not to mention the confrontation between Dark Sunday and the monster who is not afraid of the shadows, the communication that Miss Big Shock failed to arrive at the scene due to her internship was true, which made Omer worry.

Although this fellow expressed the same regret as the other party, he was relieved in his heart.

As for treating guests to dinner after that, saying that he wanted to make amends... Naturally, he repeatedly evaded it, and quickly said that there was no need to be like this.

It is fascinating to eat with idols, but as a rational fan, you have to be careful of fanatical fans.

Not to mention anything else, this Metronian has already clamored to challenge him to a duel.

Considering the opponent's combat effectiveness, Omer first thought he was talking hilariously.

After that, there was another urgent visit from the trainers.

The horse girls' matches, the corresponding trainers, and even the trainers who simply came to spy on the information and keep an eye on the enemy's movements for their own horse girls, would all be present as a matter of course, and Homa fully understood.

It's just that when they ran over one by one, and when he had just finished dealing with the reporters, and the thought of finally being able to get off work was brought up again, Omer couldn't understand.

I thought to myself whether I should put on a Sima face or not. Since there are so many people from the Far East, they should be good at reading air, right?

Do you know what is 'Don't trouble others'!

What challenged me? How could someone treat a newcomer who just entered the pit as a strong opponent?

What is smiling and congratulating, but implying intentionally or unintentionally that he should focus on cultivating a horse girl or something... Is it too much control?Are you trying to poach a wall?Or is he a righteous person who claims to uphold the high-mindedness of newcomers in the trainer circle?

There are also those who call him by his first name, and Zhiqiu said that he and the teahouse will wait and see... Isn't that necessary?With so many people watching, a round of an OP-level event with a threshold of hundreds of fans, doing this will only make everyone think you are a small belly.

At the end there was shouting 'His Royal Highness Linton, I am your fan! 'Oh... Omer's goosebumps came up, and when I asked what kind of fans she was, she said that she was a fan of the villain voting, and she would fight for him with the Ma Niang version of the black fan... Hiss - there are still some fans in the ranks of trainers Will there be such a strange species?
In short, it was like this. He was bombarded too much by Ma Niang, reporters, fellow trainers, and strange fans in one day. In the end, there was a video call between the chairman and Ms. Junchuan to congratulate and encourage him. The latter seemed to see it. His exhaustion and a series of words wishing him a good rest are very heart-warming.

It doesn't matter whether it's polite words or sincerity, in short, Omer has been cured, and his favorability with the secretary in green has increased by 30 points.

But after that, some old classmates, teachers, teaching directors, and even Morrison’s friends bombarded him with phone calls, text messages, and chat rooms, so he had to temporarily turn off his phone and borrow Qian’s phone to search for the work number The same price as the private account protection package.

Very strange, very strange.

Obviously seeing other new trainers debuting with Ma Niang would not be like this, Nishizaki Yutaka even said on the phone, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"How could someone be a hundred times as popular as I was when he first debuted! '.

These words revealed how insignificant he was at the beginning, not to mention, as a "prince in training" who was directly promoted by the URA Association, published a book, and was at the center of the idolized stage like Ma Niang, Yutaka Nishizaki Insights in this field are always beyond doubt.

It can only be said that this is an abnormality, and the abnormality does not lie in Ma Niang herself, but...

All in all, Omer thinks this is not okay.

A person's energy is limited, and the social circle that a person can maintain is also limited.

Omer, who has never been able to talk about cash charging in the past, has almost burned out after going through this day.

As soon as I got back to the office, I lay my body on the sofa first.

Before preparing dinner, it seemed to turn into snow-white ashes first.

Then Tachyon was about to be merciless, and he had to take advantage of the situation to stuff him with a tube of medicine.

Remarkably, she succeeded.

So now when Omer stands in front of the balcony and yawns, his upper body is glowing and his lower body is emitting black air.

... The side effects of her medicine are the main effect at all, Homa sometimes thinks so.

The medicine developed towards what function, the achievement of the goal is always uncertain, but the side effects are so precisely locked, either glowing or darkening, and occasionally the two together.

I don't know when it will turn into a delicate ash.

But her game needs to make Omer care more than the potion.

Omer felt a sense of karma at the thought that both her and Bourbon's fights were on the same day, tomorrow.

After all, he made the schedule.

Be considerate of the girls' feelings, and make everyone's debut time as consistent as possible, and as early as possible, and at the same time, it must be gradual... Now, if he has the opportunity to go back to half a month ago, he can probably give himself a slap in the face to make him think again. .

"...Trainer, would you like coffee?"

The teahouse that silently asked this sentence beside him is also a proof of Homa's poor state.

Normally, the trainer, who is a demon, would not fail to notice the girl's footsteps, after all, the balcony door was open.

But what can better show his state is probably the listless gaze.

"Coffee, the caffeine in the coffee fruit..." Turning his head to look at the black pulp in the tray held by the tea stand, Omer's words were a little fragmented.

"Coffee fruit is the 'cause', caffeine is the 'effect', because of the result, the cause of the cause... Nan Wusan, the actual karma."

"?" The tea seat tilted its head suspiciously, and the ears on the top of the head also twitched, "The trainer...is studying Buddhism?"

"I'm studying coffee science... No, forget what I just said."

Facing the pair of golden pupils, and seeing the other party nodding in such a simple way, Aomo helplessly raised his forehead, only feeling that his performance was detrimental to the image of an adult.

"Oh..." The tea seat nodded again, and then slightly raised the tray in front of his chest, "Then... coffee? Does the trainer have to go to bed early?"

"Probably not, I'm going to fix a training plan for you tonight, ah, give it to me."

After holding the coffee, Omer took a sip of the familiar mellow aroma, and finally became more energetic.

Although some of them saw the luminous body reflected in the black slurry.

"Training plan..."

"After all—" "Trainer..."

"..." The two who spoke at the same time were silent for a while, and then Omer raised his hand, "You speak first."

"Hmm..." It wouldn't turn the scene into a teahouse of refusals. He responded, put down the tray, and raised his head to look at Omer again with that dark golden gaze.

"...Trainer, you've changed back."

"You can't always look at people with that look," Amo knew what she was talking about, so he smiled helplessly, "Usually, that's not pleasing either."

A top student in Spirituality, with a perfect psychic physique, Teahouse has been able to see ghosts since she was a child, and also attracts ghosts. At the same time, Aomo is not surprised that she can see the pattern of her own soul.

She could probably see the bound darkness from the very beginning, and she could also see the outline of the devil in Omer's soul.

As a demon with unawakened blood, he lives like a human in society, and behaves and pretends to be like an ordinary person for 19 years and two months. This is this young man with human appearance.

It was his holster.

And that ferocious appearance is the reflection of his soul, the unrestrained, unrepressed sharp eyes, the cold and inhuman posture are his true appearance.

So when the teahouse wanted him to show the darkness and not hide it, he responded directly by turning into a demon.

And the style of acting at the base of the aggression alliance is very different from usual.

That is also part of the little agreement.

As long as Homa doesn't hide it, Teahouse can clearly see the shadow he wants to chase-and then bring him victory.

"It's you child..." Gently rubbing her head, Omer stroked her hair that was also like a crescent moon again, "Have you always hidden this hobby in front of Sunday Tranquility?"

"Is it weird?" The cafeteria looked up at him.

Those eyes are innocent, but they have been chasing the darkness.

Even his usual dull performance has become an excellent camouflage.

The well-behaved and sensible child has always secretly had other hobbies.

Considering she has been chasing the quiet pace of Sunday, it is not difficult to think whose influence it is.

But Omer is not qualified to say.

He took a sip of his coffee helplessly, and turned his eyes to look at the rain screen again.

"It can only be said that they are relatively small, but we still have to choose carefully. Not all shadows are worth chasing."

"Hmm..." The tea seat responded with lowered head, and the corners of its mouth slightly raised.

"I just love the color of the coffee...the ones like 'friends' and trainers..."

"Ah... is this really the type that can be confused?"

"...the difference between mocha and black coffee, trainer... guess who is who..."

"No."

"Sunday Tranquility has not kicked the knight from the screen for a month. I am afraid that she will learn the Yan style kicking me secretly."

(End of this chapter)