"What's the meaning?"

Now it wasn't just Omo who was staring at him, but also Gray.

Faced with the gazes of the two people, Bize unexpectedly did not make any jokes as usual, but he did not speak in detail: "emmm, I know that man, one-sidedly. I originally thought he sent it, in the original world,"

It doesn’t matter if it’s not detailed. He’s just a stranger. Omer nodded and said, “Okay, have you finished the question?”

Gray didn't understand what "sent" meant, but for her, there was too much here that she didn't understand, so she just watched the two people interacting quietly.

"Probably" Bize handed over the page on which he answered, his expression not very confident.

"..." Omo looked at this guy with some suspicion and raised his hand to take the page. Gray on the side also seemed to be interested in the horse racing girl, and his eyes fell on the paper along with Omo.

[Short answer to the existence of horse racing girls:

Ma Niang refers to a race of demi-humans with superhuman physical abilities that have dominated the Holy Federation of Terra since ancient times.

Ma Niang is transformed into a horse girl by the spirit of a horse from another world possessing a human body.

There are only females in the race of horse girls, so they can only reproduce by performing the sacred "horse jumping" ceremony with human males. This is recorded in the Kojiki

Ma Niang has superhuman abilities such as leg strength, wrist strength, and dynamic vision that are multiple times that of ordinary people. Human beings cannot confront Ma Niang head-on. Therefore, there was a horse girl who locked the trainer who refused to "horse jump" with her into the basement and performed

"Horse jumping" day and night. This is also recorded in the Kojiki.】

"..."

Omo silently raised a hand and covered Gray's eyes.

Since the two of them were not acquainted with each other, this behavior was considered offensive, but neither party involved considered this at the moment.

Gray stood there blankly, while Homa looked up at Bize, who looked serious at the moment.

"I think I wrote it right!"

While maintaining the action of covering Gray's eyes with one hand, Omer raised his other hand to cover his forehead and his own eyes, his voice was full of exhaustion.

"I don't want to be too rude, but you should start studying it from the history unit in primary school."

The author's words were approved, and the AI ​​vertical drawing was also uploaded.

I would also like to thank some readers who did comment on the character pictures of Rise in this chapter.

Hmm. Let me roll a 1d5 dice to see if I need to add more.
Chapter completed!