Chapter 1949: with translation of chapter title

NO. 569: Ah ya! Senior, how can you be so bad!!

After that, how much more did he drink?

If it were Aomo Lindun from a year ago, he probably couldn't give an answer.

Only demons relatively mature and steady in certain specific fields are still not considered to have shed youth's rawness; yet even when approached by an idol, and even more when surrounded by the idol's attentions, they cannot help but feel excited.

It's practically like the fantasy before being dazed by Morrison's economic views; it's not hard to imagine becoming confused in that state of loss of composure, then the future repeatedly interfered with by alcohol.

In the end, it will surely be an even greater loss of composure.

Getting drunk and acting crazy is secondary; if it turns into some welcome development—like waking up to see a strange bed with naked bodies sprawled beside—it would be quite thrilling yet oppressive.

A year ago, he couldn't possibly have received such treatment.

A year later, he also couldn't possibly make such a low-level mistake.

After signing those four adult group members, Aomo's every day felt like undergoing desensitization training—during work he would receive casual greetings from the four famous horse girls; even if that day's training had nothing to do with them, as student council president, vice president, or infirmary staff they could find time to say hello and give guidance.

And simply chatting with the trainer.

When it comes to the training sessions they participate in, needless to say, there will occasionally be appearances of the likes of Wanshan Siji and Dazhenhan, irregularly refreshing to add to the training intensity.

That truly is intensity in every sense, and likewise training in every sense.

It trained not only the horse girls but also the trainers.

Allowing present-day Aomo to easily outpace Shu Zi Lao Shi by a large margin, in one fell swoop entering the realm of the endgame—just as chasing stars, just as pure, yet now able to truly achieve the state of 'not causing trouble for the other party' like a clear mirror and still water, letting all thoughts drift only in the undercurrents below.

"One hundred thirty-nine cups, no more."

In the overly lively activity room the next day, Aomo the trainer responded with unusual calm to the high school group's implicitly questioning gaze.

"I contacted Dazhenhan and Sirius to pick them up respectively, and Miss Wanshan is being sent back by her automatic driving system; anything else you want to know?"

Of course, compared to the concern of those as girlfriends, the speaking scope entitled to the horse girls by their status and position would be far too narrow.

Even if prefixed with 'responsibility', it's the same.

But if one wants to go further, how should one do it?

First, one must graduate.

Otherwise, one would have to be like those two in the adult group who have already graduated.

This reasoning has been discussed too many times among the horse girls' own circle, and moreover Aomo has stated it outright.

Being underage is not allowed, and neither is it allowed in one's professional career.

The former is secular law, the latter is the horse racing circle's rules, and moreover a part explicitly forbidden by central decree.

Thus the claim of dating is hard to establish.

But put another way, as long as one doesn't directly mention dating, relying merely on some intimate interaction cannot yield a conclusion.

In Telesen, you can not only see some unusually dense trainers and horse girls that make people anxious, but also see a group deliberately feigning stupidity to exploit loopholes.

Don't ask; asking just means more than friendship but not lovers, asking just means no dating.

But eating together every day, chatting together, and even having overly intimate interactions—just missing some adult-only segments.

You also aren't clear whether that bunch might have such segments behind the scenes.

Anyway, as long as it's truly not discovered and doesn't affect training and running, it's indeed hard to manage, and most people won't bother to manage it.

On the contrary, someone might secretly indulge in it.

Whether those who ship this CP ultimately want to see an official announcement is a matter of opinion.

Anyway, such a way of dealing with it has existed for a long time, and moreover persists in some verbal teachings and cyber secret manuals; to this day it has become a test of information retrieval ability for some horse girls whose romantic feelings are stirring.

Like whether central or local Telesen, there are hidden non-public forums outside Umastagram and such—this completely requires horse girls with connections or luck to access, a gate to an unknown world.

However, in recent years they have been heavily cracked down on.

After all, leaving it unchecked would put pressure on the association and the student council. If you insist on stirring up cases that make everyone unhappy, then you too won't be able to have a good time……Such secret communities restricted to horse girls' login often easily become breeding grounds for illegal crime, so administrators also often resort to an invisible heavy hand to exert a certain degree of suppression.

Although administrators may not necessarily have a sense of justice, failing to balance well will lead to having their utilities inspected—a future that is clearly visible.

Then——

Has anyone in the Ophiuchus team successfully made contact with such websites?

The answer is affirmative.

Setting aside for the moment the question of how many have made contact and how many want to act on it—even in this activity room there are sometimes 'kids' and 'outsiders' like New Cosmos and Thus line: JunChuan JiangSheng present; who would dare do that then?

After the red of the grating meets the black lake of the ancient well without ripples, and then gazing toward the dim blue and pink-purple veil beyond, the already insufficiently united hostility suddenly collapses, turning into vague words that come to nothing.

As expected, it ended.

Aomo Lindun sat down, calmly picking up the coffee cup printed with his own serpent-entwined moon mark, from a website's printed merchandise gift pack.

In the coffee cup, as usual, was pre-filled with fragrant coffee—this too had been revealed in Aomo's eyes from the very beginning, a trace of outward conformity but inner disconnect.

He was naturally calm and composed, after all having gone through the same process once before.

The girlfriends at home could produce greater intensity and adult-level pressure and interrogation; by contrast, the girls in the activity room were rather fresh and innocent, enough for the trainer to show a gentle, indulgent smile like an elder's, opening the day's work.

In the morning they gather in the activity room, chat casually, and in the chat discuss training and then naturally report other athletes' recent conditions, conduct a physical training session and verification of the Three Goddesses' skill cultivation, then switch to self-discipline training.

After the classic Triple Crown, the training intensity of the high school group's horse girls is just as before the race; it belongs to a relatively mild training level to stabilize each one's condition while observing whether any physical abnormality shows up after the race.

This is a continuation of part of the post-race physical examination, and moreover a review of the horse girls' mentality.

Whether the winner has a vague direction, whether the loser remains lost……This step is not within Aomo's learned professional knowledge; merely as a user and guide of monster cards, he inevitably pays extra attention to the horse girls' psychological state.

But as a trainer, the focus of work lies even more after this: the training of the adult group is where Aomo must not let up until the end of the year!

Regarding this, you can also directly see from the training schedule an especially obvious shift of emphasis.

Unlike Aomo handing out to each person a schedule like a class timetable, each has their own different training timetable.

Once the schedule chart Aomo posted in the training chat room is extended, one can clearly see that the adult group's training schedule will surge in the coming one and a half months, gradually overtaking the high school group's density of arrangement.

If this were seen by other horse girls, they would mostly cheer and take a break.

Indeed, the fact is exactly so.

After the Chrysanthemum Prize in the second half of October, what's left for the high school horse girls is mostly wrapping up this semester's cultural courses and optional preparation for the early-year races.

It can be said to be a fairly long relaxation period, allowing them to return to the ordinary campus life of regular JKs.

But Suzi, Bourbon, Chazuo, and Aizhi only felt that time was tight and the task heavy.

Whether it's maintaining training intensity, further self-proof, or making big strides on the path to becoming a trainer... it's really busy, isn't it!

Especially since the trainer's work isn't over, he also isn't willing to free up more spare time, so everyone ends up fighting over that bit of activity time.

Not a single one of the several seniors in the adult group observes martial virtue.

Clearly, they had seemed to have few courses and little training, claiming limited growth potential so they couldn't mindlessly increase training intensity, and thus didn't need to take up much of the trainer's time. This also made everyone let their guard down for a while, feeling that these few weren't particularly threatening, after all, time was on the side of the younger group.

So what's the result?!

How did the trainer suddenly increase their training courses so much?!

What the hell is going on!!

Wasn't it agreed that we wouldn't mindlessly add courses? How did the schedule suddenly catch up to the density of Suzi+Chazuo?

Nobody has any objections?

You all are seasoned veterans who have weathered many battles; you can't mindlessly accept the arrangements of the new trainer, right? You should protest, right? You should have a better opinion, right?

Speak up!

"Isn't it about time?" Bairen said.

"Yeah, it's already this late." Qianming also stood up.

Tianlongxing casually closed the webcomic, raised a hand and said: "I'll go notify Ludao Fu; she should still be sitting at her desk."

"Mm, have her come over, then follow the usual procedure."

Qianming: "Pack up the stuff, wait for you to send it over, I get what you mean!"

Mm, that's what they said.

(End of chapter)