Chapter 1577: No. 191: Promise

No. 191: Promise

The chestnut-red-haired horse girl always believed that Master didn't understand horse girls, yet also believed that he indeed understood horse girls.

Looking at this seemingly logical conflict of cognition, it has always been imprinted in the heart of this cyber horse girl, without ever causing confusion.

He could trust his own judgment, which the previous trainer had outright rejected, and formulate a brand-new training plan based on his own ideas; this is undoubtedly a kind of trust, the most important kind of trust in the relationship between horse girl and trainer.

Even if in daily life his words and concern mostly went to the Suzi team member, the Chazuo team member, and the Aizhi team member, Bopang could still understand that this, too, was a kind of trust in himself.

Because I am not as unrestrained as the Suzi team member, nor do I use meaningless yet conspicuous words to show off like the Aizhi team member, Master feels very at ease with me—second only to his ease with the Chazuo team member.

The Chazuo team member is indeed special.

A very petite figure, a low-pitched voice—just like a small animal pretending to be mature, possessing a kind of cuteness that Yuzhao classmate calls a contrast.

In fact, she is indeed like a small animal, always clinging to Master's side while never burdening him.

Such a Chazuo team member is indeed likable; thinking of how she was once alienated and pushed to the margins, Bopang himself inevitably feels a twinge of concern.

Let alone Master......

Therefore, in Beautiful Bay Bopang's eyes, the Chazuo team member is special.

Although there are no issues warranting extra care, she herself is already obedient and adorable enough, and can easily show Master some affectionate gestures that cannot be spoken of—something the Suzi and Aizhi team members cannot do.

As for myself......

My build, which is one notch taller and larger than the Aizhi team member's, completely unrelated to a petite and slender physique, means any intimate gesture I make toward Master will be avoided a step ahead.

At first, she still thought it was merely a coincidence, because the trainer's avoidance was truly too calm and natural, and Mi Yu classmate's agreement gave her confidence, until Yu Zao classmate pointed out this fact.

She felt a bit disappointed, but given the situation of the Suzi and Aizhi team members beforehand, she didn't really mind.

At least she still has the regular perk of being patted on the head. jpg

Master is not stingy with his approval and encouragement of me, nor is he sparing in expressing concern and trust; that expression lies in his everyday words and deeds, from his ability to read my emotions that are always misunderstood by others.

She can also feel the concern she desires.

From his ability to notice that stubbornness of mine that people always overlook.

In Beautiful Bay Bopang's memory, this was something only parents could do in the past.

Even Mi Yu classmate and Yu Zao classmate only began to gradually step into this field thanks to Master sharing the 'Beautiful Bay Bopang Explanation Manual'.

The field known as 'Beautiful Bay Bopang's Microexpressions' is now also becoming increasingly marginal, as she has increasingly stepped out of the past, out of the framework influenced by habit and soul, and begun to more clearly express her demands and elucidate her emotions.

She is very clear about who this is because of.

For a long time, this chestnut-red-haired horse girl, just as she had once boldly told her friends, believed that Master was a presence comparable to a father, that simply patting her head could awaken her childhood memories, grasping that faint, gauze-like sense of peace and satisfaction.

That is the small peace of having family nearby, the small satisfaction of receiving praise.

Precisely because she views her trainer in this way, amidst the frequent oddities and blunders of her teammates around her, she appears the most tranquil.

She seems to have taken over Chazuo's initial impression, being terse and quiet to the point of not fitting in with her teammates.

At one point, Ailisuzhi regarded her as a make‑up player, thinking she could at least cooperate with everyone's tactics, emphasizing a sense of participation by filling numbers, but no matter how you say it, given her sinful body (Suzi slang) and her trainer affection ranking almost on par with Chazuo's (Aizhi little sister slang).

Not participating in battle is a good thing.

——When everyone thought that, what was she thinking?

She wanted to keep going like this, gaining continual peace and satisfaction.

She naturally knows very well that the trainer is not her father, because her real father has always been healthy back home, helping Mother with gardening and farming; whenever she has time to return home, she can feel more tangible paternal love and the care of the whole family.

But then, what exactly is it that she wants more peace and satisfaction from the trainer?

She cannot reach a conclusion by her own thoughts alone, but unlike her three mute teammates, she has the personality to speak up frankly and ask when she doesn't understand.

That is enough.

Although the four of them were initially friendless shut‑ins, at most counting roommates as social ties, under the trainer's direct or indirect guidance they now each have more than two friends, the only difference being what each is willing to share with friends.

Some can't bring themselves to do it, some can't bring themselves to do it, and some think it's pouring black mud and shouldn't be done.

But the mechanical horse girl doesn't care about these.

Thus, in the end, she will get some conclusions from Mi Yu's trembling tremors or Yu Zao's cross‑shaped startles—she doesn't know if they are correct, but their essence is a highly consistent conclusion.

That is a conclusion that leaves her stunned, then immediately relieved.

It is also a conclusion that, when she hears the captain's battle report together with her two teammates, makes them all unconsciously start to drift off in unison.

Wanting to express herself, but perhaps it would put the trainer in a state of 'disturbance'… only then did she finally understand some of her teammates' past worries, but now it is no longer the time to worry about that.

Because the trainer had made an appointment with me, and also with the Aizhi team member.

Trust the trainer, then, is to trust oneself.

Trust one's own steps.

In the dim light, mechanical limbs extend from both sides of the dressing table, picking up the combat outfit pieces she placed on the tabletop, scanning, switching, and assembling in midair the unique fibers and lightweight alloy.

Trust the brand‑new self.

Under the twinkling specks in the darkness, the cross‑star‑shaped dark gold pendants attach one by one, forming the double‑buttoned waist posture, and immediately tracing the same shining cross‑star pattern on the shoulders.

Trust the profound darkness.

Fantastical water vapor, strange vortices, multiple eyeballs and entwined limbs, together with the outline of a person and a cat faintly illuminated in the darkness, that bizarre, otherworldly scene tinged with a hint of terror is an endless dream.

Trust the precision of calculation.

Strictly woven and precisely cut, they gather once more upon the coat that represents reason, countless scattered characters in midair combine into a precise formula encircling her fingertips' guidance, faintly visible as the text beyond numbers and symbols also subtly assembles, turning into the words once spoken to a certain demon.

No need for elaboration, no need for many words.

In the mirror's reflection is revealed each of their unhidden battle intentions, marching toward the goal built from the promise.