Chapter 1551: NO.166: He still remembers the training, eh

NO. 166: He still remembers the training, eh.

At the same moment, inside the activity room.

With 34 minutes left until the training schedule time, the high school horse girls, all in position except for a certain researcher, heard the sound of the sliding door being violently pulled open.

Although they could tell at once it wasn't the trainer, they still looked up to see the researcher staggering in, holding a big box of bottles and jars that looked like they'd block the view.

Aimu Zhiji didn't feel like moving, Chazuo just silently ground coffee, and only Bogang stepped forward; thanks to her height, arm span, and strength advantage, she was able to free her hands.

"Thanks, just put them on the edge of the test bench, handle them gently! These will all be used later to study monster power."

"?"

Hearing that, not only did Bogang's ears twitch, but even the two listless people lifted their heads.

"That's banned in competition." Aimu Zhiji reminded.

"What the heck! What the heck what the heck what the heck!" Ailisuzhi pointed with her index finger left and right, "Why do you think I'd use this in a competition?! When have I ever done that?!"

"... Since I've known you," Chazuo muttered, "haven't you always wanted to make a drug that lets horse girls run faster? Or did you change your tune after meeting the trainer?"

"No way!" Ailisuzhi waved her small hand, "Back then I never thought of using it on myself! I wasn't even planning to go out on the field!"

"... How is it different?" Aimu Zhiji, somewhat speechless, "Don't others use it the same way, for competition?"

"Don't worry about it! Anyway, this research isn't for running—it's to keep certain guinea pigs from running."

"Trainer?" Chazuo asked.

"Why'd you lock onto it directly!" Someone slammed the table, angry at a teammate's lack of cooperation, "I clearly added 'some'!"

"... In my memory, you've seemed to spend all your time researching potions unrelated to running," Aizhi frowned, "and they're all for the trainer to drink."

"That's because he won't let me use others as test subjects! Ahhh! Guinea Pig‑kun is too strict! Now it's time to make him pay the price!"

"Question," said Bogang, who had just put things down and was listening to these people speak, raising her hand, "Does Suzi‑team member want to harm the trainer?"

"What do you mean by 'harm'?"

"Does the Suzi‑team member want the trainer to sit in a wheelchair?"

"What kind of understanding is this, uh… could you not stand so close?"

Turning around, she saw Bogang already right in front of her; all that was left was to add a fisheye lens for the classic EVA storyboard as Suzi shrank her head and stepped back half a step: "I'm studying in place of Qian Jun! She should be focusing on her finals, so it's up to me to open a new chapter of research!"

She raised both hands high, as if to embrace the world.

"This way, my research results will also keep Guinea Pig‑kun tightly bound beside me! So those fat, crafty women can't snatch him away!"

"... Fat..."

Because her heart knot had loosened and her appetite improved, over these past months Aimu Zhiji, who'd occasionally been troubled by weight issues, unconsciously lowered her head, then tilted it to look at herself, then turned her gaze to Meipu Bofang, whose outward fullness surpassed her own.

"?" Meeting Aizhi's gaze, Bogang tilted her head in doubt, then turned to Suzi to question, "Will it succeed?"

Suzi hadn't answered yet, but Chazuo whispered, "... I just think she's finally gone crazy."

"Chazuo——!" Suzi, drawing out "cafe," clenched her fists angrily; though her long‑sleeved white coat hid any menace, it was just like her usual selfishness when demanding food from the trainer.

"If you keep this up, I'll use you as a stepping stone for scientific progress!"

"... You can't catch me," Chazuo immediately raised both palms, striking a pose like the original Ultraman's back‑bow battle stance, and said seriously, "I, I've learned from 'friends'."

Those words and actions looked utterly unconvincing, just a small animal's startled pose, which made Aizhi's lips twitch upward slightly.

But in fact, although Chazuo had suffered plenty at first, she later grew more and more composed, able to skillfully refuse any drink or food Suzi offered and deftly deflect her various ideas.

At that time, Suzi really couldn't catch her.

But once Aomo appeared, this long standoff finally saw a dawn of truce; nowadays Chazuo is quite relaxed, leaving only a muscle‑memory vigilance when hearing those words.

Of course, compared to before, she's now made great strides in source‑energy arts, gun comprehension, and shooting accuracy.

This progress in ability and means is more direct than anything; aiming to match Zhouri Ningjing is a heavyweight choice, making her words all the more persuasive.

It's just that people sometimes space out.

When the dazed‑cute look comes on, all the effort put into building achievements collapses entirely.

And looking at her like that, Suzi, who ought to be mocking her wildly, merely glanced over everyone and wearily waved her hand.

"Never mind, never mind! Stop dragging this out with you guys—where the heck did that Guinea Pig‑kun guy go?!"

"Could he still be hanging out with those women?!"

"…" Looking at her expression, Bogang's mind involuntarily conjured a scene from the past.

The meaning behind that image is somewhat offensive, making this high‑morality good kid reluctant to say it out loud.

But when she unconsciously turned her gaze to her companions, she found that, although Aizhi didn't understand much, Chazuo's eyes were flashing with the same look as her own.

"You're also thinking about that?"

"You too…?"

"Can you perform that again? It's that……"

"I'd never be like that woman" sort of thing.

Too bad—even faced with that sour‑laden air, neither of them could say a word, wishing there were a Xiao Qian here to speak for them.

Reality is, there's no Xiao Qian, and no trainer——

"All set? What are we doing here?"

The sudden push of the door and the doubtful voices mingled, turning the unfinished thought around—yet Ailisuzhi still stubbornly pressed forward with a sour face.

"A doll?"

"Of course not."

Hearing such a puzzling question, it's easy to understand once you realize Aomo has recently been building a puppet‑style doppelgänger; they're asking whether it's his true self or a copy.

Although the copy is also controlled by the original, it's more accurate to say he chose puppet technique to avoid weakening the original's sovereignty; but evidently, to him as the horse‑girl‑in‑charge, even a copy run by the original would still make her unhappy.

So Aomo therefore withdrew from the fray yesterday, quickly pulled back, and the next day didn't plan to clock in just to prove his existence; instead he gathered Dream Journey, Xiqifeng, and JunChuan JiangSheng for a formal meeting, sharing information and consulting each other to confirm their action plans.

This was both a way to share the workload and to administer the right remedy.

Monster-related matters are handled by monster tamers.

Horse girl-related matters are naturally settled by the horse girls of the URA Association.

As for the behavior of interfering in online public opinion and blatantly persecuting horse girls and trainers...

Naturally, those persecuted horse girls and trainers must unite to resist.

To leverage the upcoming Classic Triple Crown Gaoyue Prize, his idea of achieving something once and for all still requires the horse girls to win on the racecourse in order to glimpse the maximum completion.

Although the four girls under him will all enter the Gaoyue Prize, achieving a scene unseen in horse racing history since the early days of the race system.

— Multiple horse girls under the same trainer are jointly pursuing the Classic Triple Crown.

Back when the gambling mechanism was still primitive, some capital would intervene with trainers and horse girls to artificially influence victory, forming employment contracts and having multiple horse girls compete to raise the win rate.

Those horse girls often do not try to outdo each other; they even cooperate, using tactics such as dragging the pace and unifying red skill targets to secure someone's victory.

And now, Aomo here clearly presents the opposite of the appeal situation.

These four girls, none of them intend to yield to another.