I'm a pegasus, not a racehorse girl

Linguang started to process the meatloaf and slices of bread, but the customer didn't leave, but continued to stay at the window and chat with Linguang. Her face showed an interest in Linguang that was visible to the naked eye.

"Let me tell you, you are Ma Niang, why are you in the cafeteria? You are not very old yet?"

"By the way, my name is Big Tree Express!"

As she spoke, she proudly compared herself with her thumbs, which made Linguang smile.

"It's okay to call me Linguang, I just work here because of my hobby. Fortunately, the head chef recognized my cooking skills."

"Hobby, that's normal, just like I like to shoot with a revolver, but unfortunately there is no special shooting room in the academy."

"After all, there is a lot to consider. It is really difficult to get approval for a shooting training room. Well, your light meal."

"So fast!"

Dashu Express was taken aback, she looked at the hamburger and salad pushed in front of Linguang, and fiddled with some unbelievable tableware.

"Even though it was done so quickly, it still smells good and looks delicious!"

Completely dominated by the sense of taste, Dashu Express didn't even say hello, and she left straight away with the plate in hand.

"What an informal guest."

"Linguang (Master), can I have a cup of coffee?"

Not long after the Dashu Express left, a dark and mysterious figure came to the counter.

Compared with the "big" express car in every respect, the racehorse lady in front of her is a complete smaller beauty.

She has long black hair and an excessively fair complexion. Although the Central Treisen school uniform she is wearing is not black, but whether it is an illusion or something, the first impression she gives is still black.

"Okay, dear guest, do you need some milk?"

Linguang asked gently, but the other party seemed to dodge a little, not only did not dare to look directly at Linguang, but even his body shrank a little.

"Don't, don't come close, [I] will be scared."

"..."

Linguang narrowed her eyes, she saw something at this moment, the depths of her golden eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

"Would you like a drink too?"

Linguang's tone was still calm, but that concern was gone.

"I want coffee."

A moment later, a figure that was so faint that it was almost invisible emerged, and came to Linguang under the panicked eyes of the teahouse in Manchester.

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Chapter 210 Three

"Okay, coffee? Do you want milk? Or sugar cubes?"

After seeing this illusory figure, the seriousness in Linguang's eyes eased, and his tone and expression returned to the usual gentleness.

"Black coffee, don't add anything, thank you."

An unknown existence with more than 90.00% similarity with Manchester Teahouse, her personality can be said to be very different from Manchester City Teahouse.

Not to mention the richness of the expressions on the face, but the difference can also be seen in the behavior.

This shadow-like guy is as cold, sharp, and full of danger as her existence.

This is also the reason why Linguang was on guard just now.

"How about you, Manchester City student? Do you want to add milk?"

"Yes, thank you."

Lowering his head, let the separated strand of bangs that grew to his chest cover his somewhat bewildered eyes, the tea seat was a little shy.

'It was known by Lin Guang, the existence of [Friend] was known. '

This is the first time I have experienced this unprecedented situation where I am completely seen through. It is not superficial, but I really understand my own reality.

Keeping her shyness, she came to sit next to [friend], during which the teahouse didn't say a word, but the unknown being who had a close relationship with her had already seen through her mind.

"..."

She said something that only the tea seat could hear, which made the tea seat even more at a loss.

"Yeah, no... Indeed, I said that only those who fully understand me can be my friends..."

Manchester Teahouse seems to be convinced by her [friend], but she is still hesitant since she has never actively communicated with others enthusiastically.

The Shadow Teahouse also shook its head helplessly.

"..."

"Of course I'm not disappointed, Linguang is excellent, but... can I really make friends?"

"..."

"But I also know my usual reputation, if Linguang doesn't want to be friends with me..."

"If it's a friend, of course I would."

A soft voice sounded from the side, accompanied by the mellow aroma of coffee, which made the ears of the teahouse in Manchester subconsciously start to sway.

"When did you come?"

Although the teahouse wasn't overly frightened because the voice was too stable, the shyness of knowing that little secret still made her blush.

"Hehehe."

"stare!"

The shadow teahouse on the opposite side saw the whole process of Linguang coming, but deliberately didn't remind him, grinning silently, which attracted the glaring gaze of the real teahouse.

"So, what should this person be called?"

Putting the soft black coffee without any adjuncts in front of her, Lin Guang stared at the golden eyes on the opposite side, which were as golden as hers, but completely different.

"Just call me SS, as a code name for communication, it's enough."

Legs crossed, leaning back on the chair back, SS picked up the coffee cup in front of her with one hand, and took a clean sip.

"Well, it's really delicious. I actually feel a kind of heart in this cup of coffee."

In contrast to the quick-moving SS, the Manchester City Teahouse sat there with legs together, holding the coffee cup with both hands, and sipping in small sips.

"Delicious!"

"Well, thanks for the compliment, refills are free, just let me know if you want to continue drinking."

Linguang looked at the teahouse with a smile on his face, and the other party blushed and nodded.

"Okay, now let's talk about your situation, SS."

After the two of them drank half of their coffee, Linguang began to look seriously at the SS in front of him, although he was still a little illusory, but he was no different from a teahouse in Manchester if he didn't look carefully.

"Actually, there's nothing to say about it. After all, you're already here, Lady Goddess. Compared to me, this is simply a small problem."

Taking a sip of the bitter liquid unhurriedly, SS looked natural.

"You can see it, because of the special talent of Manchester City students?"

At the moment when his identity was identified, Linguang was a little surprised, but soon calmed down.

This is not pretending to be calm, but Linguang feels from the bottom of his heart that this matter is not a big deal.

"Oh? Lady Goddess feels that you don't care about your identity being exposed."

"First, I'm not a goddess right now, I'm a reserve at most. Second, the horse race girls are good boys, I believe it doesn't matter if I let you know."

Linguang held up two fingers, shaking them slightly.

"I'm a little flattered, didn't you expect the goddess to be so approachable? What do you think at the teahouse?"

"Well, Linguang is indeed a good person."

The cafeteria who had drunk all the coffee unconsciously nodded twice shyly.Noticing that her coffee cup was already empty, Linguang refilled it for her.

"And I do live in this world, but SS you are different, you should have no intersection with this world."

Regarding this point, SS shook his head, expressing that he did not know either.

"I don't know. When I realized it, I saw the teahouse. Maybe we do have something to do with each other. That world is not beautiful, so I like to be with this child."

Seeing the tea seat's cute expression, SS's cold eyes also melted.

Noticing this, Linguang also changed his evaluation of her a little.

"So, Goddess, what are you going to do with me? I also know that I am a different kind of person. Even if you tell me not to come back after I go back, I have no complaints."

"don't want……"

What SS said suddenly caused the teahouse in Manchester to panic, but now that she doesn't communicate with others much at all, she can't think of words to persuade her to stay.

"Don't go, don't leave me alone..."

"Don't think of me as a cold person, or did I say something outrageous just now?"

Linguang said that he is a good person.

"As long as you don't mess around, I won't restrict you in anything. After all, your appearance is also a part of the world. Things that exist will have their own development. Forcing changes is not necessarily a good thing."

"Great!"

After hearing the news, the teahouse was obviously relieved, which made SS hum.

"Don't be like this as soon as you hear that I will leave. One day in the future, maybe I will part ways with you. You must learn to face the world alone."

But even though she said so, looking at SS's eyes, she let go of the heart that had been hanging in the air.

"So you look so scared, why did you take the initiative to come to me today?"

Thinking of this, Linguang was still a little confused. Logically speaking, you are not sure what I will do, shouldn't you stay away?

"..."

Manchester City Cafe suddenly trembled. , but there was a little devil's smile on SS's face.

"Because the teahouse wants to make friends, and the condition for her to make friends is to be able to recognize what the real Manchester City teahouse looks like. That guy, Erisiko, is so familiar with the teahouse because she noticed my traces."

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Chapter 210 Tachyon: This Rice Is Really Delicious

"Erisuko... so it was you that her friend was talking about?"

Linguang noticed this, and immediately remembered that quirky scientific horse girl from yesterday.

"Well, Tachyon. She obviously can't see me who doesn't take the initiative to show up, but she can still deduce my existence based on the daily behavior of the cafe."

Continuing to pick up the coffee cup, SS recalled the scene at that time with a sense of astonishment.

"Tachon does have amazing intelligence and judgment, and she will not be constrained by common sense.

When other Ma Niangs saw the Tea House talking to me every day, they thought it was because of the Tea House’s mental state. Only Ari Tayonko would assume that someone really communicated with the Tea House, and collected clues step by step to prove my existence. "

"So she is half a friend of the teahouse, because she also knows the real Manchester City teahouse. Although she is restricted by her talent, she just can't see me."

After hearing these words, Linguang felt that he had a deeper impression of the little girl from yesterday, and the image of Erisuko became more complete as he knew from the news reports.

"So today you want to see if Manchester City students can make friends? Even if the price is your disappearance?"

"..."

SS shrugged and didn't speak, but everything was in the air.

"Okay, let's end the conversation here, I should continue to work, what do you need to eat?"

Linguang shook his head, got up from the chair, and planned to go back behind her desk.

They came early at the tea house in Manchester, and there were not many horse girls in the cafeteria, so Linguang could chat with them for a while. Now that a large number of horse girls have entered the door, there is no space left for Linguang.

"I don't need to eat. Eating is just a taste for me. You can ask the teahouse."