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Chapter 576 NO.159: There Will Be Such a Fate (Monthly Ticket Plus Change)

Omer has always believed that dinner parties are a complex social ritual.

Generally speaking, diet mainly serves people's physiological needs, but it also has social attributes.

It depends on history and social context, and has become a social behavior today—people often arrange it for discussing things and solving problems, so that eating itself becomes a secondary element.

When he was in the Welfare Institute in the Demon Realm on the inner side of the Bode District, Omer used to eat alone.

Because there used to be a frenzied period of "the collective is higher than the individual" in that area, so that after that, the repressed individuality rebounded, and the concept of "individual society" is still emphasized until now.

As a result of the growing encouragement of individualism and personal responsibility, even eating is marked as individual—your plate and your portion serve as a personal boundary that people don't stretch.

So it is conceivable that when Omer was adopted by Morrison Linton and brought to Jiemen District, how his ideas were impacted and expanded.

After all, people here even eat with a big plate or even a big bowl, and when they share a dish, they are full of disorder and chaos.

There is a cruelty of war.

Of course, with Omo's adaptability and acceptability, which is different from ordinary people, it is not a difficult problem to integrate into it. He will even be in charge of the house soon, facing a large number of large plates and large bowls in the tableware at home.

He quickly overcomes the anxiety that most Baird people have when they come into contact with this kind of culture: "When sharing a dish with everyone, I will be very confused and think about how much I should eat, where should I start eating, and whether I can grab it Any other equally hungry companions? '

In this sense, the Birds are no less awkward than the Far Easterners.

Of course, people from the Far East would probably add a half-truth: 'Will they be hungry? ' came to seek the 'Asahi' which is a specialty of the Far East culture, but after all, Omo was more influenced by the Dongyan culture.

When I think about these things, I just feel incomprehensible, especially since there are more than half of Penguin Logistics in the dinner party.

Energy Angel, Croissant, Texas, Lapland, although the last one is barely, but it can be counted as more than half.

Mostima is still on a long-distance trip, and the flight attendant's main business is topstar, and logistics has long become a pastime in her spare time.

This sounds like a bit of a millionaire experiencing the subtlety of delivering food in life, but for the time being, Mr. Iss grew up on the office chair as always, and he was probably inseparable from his desk.

Omer often feels that he should recommend a comprehensive labor and social security law to the other party, but when the other party has no objection, he should not do more.

In this way, only a certain evil animal is left.

The emperor would not have missed such a noisy occasion, but he did choose to refuse.

Saying some old 'don't want to mess with your bunch' line, like an old thing that's going to die at the end, then jumping up to kick Omer when he sees what he's thinking.

Naturally, this kick was an empty kick. Today, Omer's buff, which is always ready for battle, hardly relaxes, and it is still the same until now.

After all, at this moment, it is a dinner between two groups of people.

It is indeed a dinner.

Three and a half Penguin logistics employees, three horse race girls, and a middleman named Omer——

——This kind of combination doesn't look like it's purely for dinner, it's more like some kind of business dinner, and a guy like him who takes care of two parties should be the busiest old unlucky guy.

He was also really prepared mentally.

Thinking about introducing each other and even satisfying the gossip of some people, I have to come up with the psychological expectations of facing the reporter group.

But the result was completely contrary to expectations.

The girls gathered together, it was clearly the first time they saw each other, but there was no awkward sense of distance,
On the car before arriving at the restaurant, Omer had already been squeezed into the corner by changing seats many times, listening to the self-introductions of these people silently, and getting to know the politeness.

Those who are progressing quickly are already chatting about female topics such as cosmetics, such as Croissant, Maruzenski and Zhenjiling.

The slow progress is the exchange of experience in horse racing and logistics. This group is obviously the representative of Qianming, Texas, the talkative energy angel and all kinds of curious Lapland.

The topics of the two groups sometimes mixed and crossed, and the quotas of the groups changed several times, which made Omer turn to look at the terminal several times——

——For a man, it is not wise to pay attention to women's topics, not to mention that participating in it may not be able to understand.

His knowledge base does not include how to discuss hair and manicures with people, or even deal with skin discomfort and fingertips caused by the wrong use of cosmetics.

But in any case, this is a good thing after all.

It can be awkward when you're ready to face the guns but the crowd isn't there, but the girls talking to each other only relieves Omer that he's once again thinking too badly about the situation.

If you think about it carefully, although these two groups of people are not familiar with each other, at least there is no social fear.

There are even suspected social terrorists mixed in.

There is no need to do anything by myself, it is better to say that as the only male, I am in the way inside.

Realizing this, he focused on the light screen even more, until he arrived at the restaurant to choose a seat, he was still sitting in the corner, admitting that he was a burden in the women's friendship.

Not only is it cumbersome, but it may also be a mess.

Although there is no demon-like consumption, the changed physique can still give him a nutrition conversion rate almost like that of a horse girl, which is effective for getting rid of the juvenile body as soon as possible.

Although it is impossible to become an adult in one meal, it is not difficult to be a year or two older, so he temporarily abandoned his usual views——

A dinner party is not just a complicated social ceremony, it can also return to the original intention and turn it into a feast, as long as the participants have a zombie-like heart:

Eat, eat, eat!I fucking eat eat eat eat eat eat! !
While binge eating, he still maintains a basic dining manner, just to appear unobtrusive, so that the angel on the side quickly asked: "Hey, is this dish so small? It will be gone so soon?".

It can only be said that there is a reason for someone who is capable enough to be alone for more than ten years, but this is exactly what he wants, the only problem is that...

The table is a bit big, and his arms aren't that long.

Of course, the Mage Hand can solve such small problems, but that obviously does not meet his original intention of marginalization.

"You want this?"

"Yes, Thanks…?"

Subconsciously, he took the dishes delivered by the pair of black chopsticks, and was slightly taken aback, then saw the chopstick-like black thing quickly collapsed and retracted, retracting into the shadow under the table, leaving only a red light outside.

But there is no malicious intent, only hesitation.

That's Zaro.

Where is this trouble coming from?

If it weren't for the wolf master's style of painting, Omer would have suspected that it was also a member of a certain group.

From yesterday to today, he has been experiencing some inexplicable tricks, this feeling is only seen on other people - on important days like birthdays, there will be a group of people preparing for it without telling that person, So much so that the person was paranoid all day long.

但8月16日显然不是什么特殊的日子，他的生日不在今天，更没有别的需要庆祝的事，而企鹅物流的同事生日更是分别散布于6、9、11、12月——这些人要过生日也不该是自己被排除在外。

Of course, Omer just had this kind of suspicion, as if his colleagues at Penguin Logistics were also deliberately pushing themselves out of a certain topic.

At first glance, Remulle, who was acting freely at first glance, seemed to be restraining Qianming. From time to time, Laplande would insert one or two irrelevant questions when they were talking about stories in their respective fields. Celenina's position was uncertain, and occasionally Will participate in the topic, and occasionally bring the topic back to Qianming as if he doesn't cooperate.

In contrast, Croissant chatted with Ms. Zhenjiling and Maruzen much more harmoniously, and there was no sudden change in topic. They just covered everything from cosmetics to hobbies to work and study.

The interests of the three of them are brilliant and colorful. Omoben avoided the topic of women, but paid attention to the topic of astrology and business. After listening for a while, he felt that there seemed to be a hidden confrontation in it. It may be just an illusion that it is fighting back and forth for the sovereignty of the topic.

Because I don't know the style of the two groups of people chatting on weekdays, so it's hard to say if it's an illusion. The only thing I can be sure of is the familiarity that I feel from time to time, and it's not an illusion.

This does not prevent him from continuing to choose to eat until the end of the meal - he suddenly received a message from Laplande:
[The guys you know are all pretty tough, aren't they? 】

[? 】Omer slowly tapped a question mark, looked at Laplande who was diagonally opposite, and the latter was also looking up, showing a happy smile towards this side, and then buried his head in tapping on the phone.

[I originally said I would accept the challenge, but I didn’t expect Croissant to surrender first. Now I have a fresh impression of this group of Kuranta-like horse ears~]

【challenge? 】

[Otherwise, otherwise you eat as soon as you eat, why call us?You will not be slow in this regard? 】

[It's a bit special to be competitive in this field]

[I'm not very interested, but whoever makes everyone unable to withstand provocations, anyway, let's let it go first, the remote support of Sora girl is also a bit delayed, but it's a bit nondescript]

Do you bring extraterrestrial support for your strange topic confrontation?

Homa was a little speechless, and looked up at Croissant who was waving the show to end, Qian Ming who was running to check out, and other people stretching or picking up small bags, and he also stood up.

Thinking about whether to stay at Penguin Logistics in the afternoon, or to sneak back to the bedroom at a time when Tachyon and Akane won't notice.

Why don't you let Bourbon investigate first... Just as he was thinking this way, he heard the childish and sweet voice that he had gotten used to suddenly say:

"Trainer, can I go out with Kallen?"

"..." Omer turned his head after hearing the words, and looked at the really clever who had walked a few steps.

In just a few steps, she was standing in a position that would not make people alert, but was a little closer, so that people could better appreciate her carefully groomed beauty.

That's by Omer's side.

It made him glance at Qianming and Maruzen, and even Croissant and Texas who had chatted with her.

Then he pressed the phrase "I want to go home as soon as possible".

"Okay."

He said in a moment of silence.

　[-] monthly tickets plus change, although the enthusiasm was interrupted by the group chat, but it was rubbed out at night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)