Chapter 446: NO．29：Afterwards, Bairen left the field and ran together with Suzi and the others

NO．29：Afterwards, Bairen left the field and ran together with Suzi and the others.

"You, whom everyone believes and admires, are exactly that strongest and invincible idol!"

"You have no weak points at all, and the morning star resides within you!"

A song popular among the transmigrators played in the timed light screen; Aomo raised his hand to shut it off, putting on a busy guise of cutting off communication—what one saw was, of course, the training already underway.

And it was strength training.

As the top specialized academy for training horse girls, Central Trensen's equipment warehouse contains many special items.

These include tires of various weights and sizes bound with rope, from ordinary motorcycle tires to truck tires to tank tires, even tires for spacecraft mounts—all stacked in a pile!

Once applied for, they can be used, and they are the most commonly used weighted gear for horse girls.

But Miss Narita's preference is different.

Her choice is like something that walked out of a hot-blooded battle manga.

Weighted bags, weighted hoof irons, weighted headbands—the last one is unnecessary; it would easily cause dizziness.

Besides, there aren't many muscles to train in the head, and overdoing it might even cause hair loss.

Of course, right now she is unusually not taking the lead in action, but instead she waved at Aomo.

"You're back, Aomo."

Chewing on a grass root pulled from somewhere as a twig substitute, Bairen's gaze lacked the sharpness it had when he first arrived.

"I'm back, how's the situation?" he said, nodding calmly to the acting trainer; Aomo turned his head and saw a very 'hot-blooded' scene.

Three horse girls, with various weights tied to their sportswear and a large tire dragged behind them, were sweating profusely, singing... well, not really singing, and one was even complaining bitterly.

"Ah... I'm dying... I need water... the last lap... has it, has it not come yet... Guinea Pig, where on earth did you go..."

"Speaking easily makes you short of breath, Suzi."

"That's right, Suzi team member, your endurance index is not ideal; now that the trainer is absent, Coach Narita is the top priority, and we should act according to her instructions."

"What... top priority... huh!... Ah, Guinea Pig! Can I rest?"

Suzi looked like she was about to run out of breath, like a red-light Ultraman, which was quite worrying.

But there are differences even among red lights.

In this world there are those who die quickly, waiting for equipment to warm up with a wrist-mounted launcher, and there are those who, after taking several hits post-red light, suffer no ill effects, their flesh and health being as solid as a Z-type special aircraft.

Aolisuzhi does not belong to either of those two types, but Aomo, who is not unaware of her stamina condition, merely waved from afar:

"No, you can't, keep running."

His voice was gentle and soft, his smile sincere and sunny—though at this distance it should have been blurry, yet for the horse girls' hearing and sight it was no problem.

"How... like this... you've obviously been in the restroom for so long!"

Look, you're not acting anymore, and your speech is coherent.

Although you could also say it's due to anger.

Aomo pretended not to hear, simply walking steadily up to the guardrail of the training field's track, still smiling as he watched those few girls run near and then away.

As they drew near: "Going back there's pudding and black tea."

That remark also made the office's sole tea party's eyes light up, and they slightly caught up with their companions' pace.

At that moment, Aomo also didn't want to favor one over the other.

But when it comes to brewing coffee, he wouldn't dare show off his skills before the tea house.

However, it's not limited to drinks……

"There are other desserts too, you two."

He said this, turning his head to look at the girl he had bothered.

"Bairen, are you coming too?"

Although the other party largely helped out of a desire to repay the amulet, after becoming acquaintances they've grown accustomed to helping……

But it's indeed proper to entertain them; this is also his confidence from having renovated the kitchen and refrigerator, allowing storage of more ingredients and dessert materials!

Although this lone wolf lady usually gives off a cold, aloof, tough impression, few women would refuse dessert.

And Miss Qianming's possible protest… we'll talk about that later.

Aomo could also entertain her, but she simply has no presence, so there's nothing to be done.

However, Bairen's response still conforms to his usual image:

"Me? No need."

"Not only black tea, but coffee too; the tea house's skill is enough to be called professional."

At first hearing this sounds like just enthusiastic welcome, but actually Aomo also knows that Narita Bairen will go to the Fierce Bird Coffee Shop.

This is one of the results of his past gathering of horse girl information; it includes not only their ability and performance development curves, but also their preferences and current status—among which there is both public-domain information and some rumors that require judgment of truth and falsehood.

As for the Fierce Bird Coffee Shop, that falls under gossip and is merely hearsay.

Occasionally someone mentions it, but even among fan circles it hasn't been accepted.

And discerning truth from falsehood is precisely the job of an information gatherer.

Although the customers of such animal-themed coffee shops basically come for the animals themselves—just as cat café patrons go for petting cats, what they drink isn't really important—but it can still be considered an entry point.

... but this probably won't work……

"No, I have something else later." Bairen shook his head.

This reaction indeed shows he doesn't value coffee……

Aomo felt a bit regretful at lacking a coffee enthusiast, but still nodded: "Then there's nothing to be done, are you busy? If you're rushing back, don't worry about this side."

Thating that if there really were an urgent matter, it could largely explain why the other party wasn't also at the field today.

To be frank, he himself has had the idea of joining in on such strength training.

The training method for horse girls is also useful for people, only requiring a large reduction in exercise volume and weight.

But for demons, on the contrary, they need to add some weight.

He both wanted to set an example for the girls and had his own target for keeping up his daily exercise.

It's not just horse girls who need to stay in shape; it's just that Bai Ren is here, and he feels a bit unable to relax.

Though thinking about it seriously, there's really nothing; the other side probably wouldn't drag me into another run.

But I feel a bit uneasy, as if going onto the racecourse would bring something different.

It makes him carefully watch Bai Ren's reaction.

The latter obviously doesn't have his complicated thoughts; hearing this, he only paused a bit and said, 'It's not that busy; just leaving normally and handling it together with the older sister is fine.'

"I see."

Just thinking that Pipa Chenguang would help with the handling, Aomo felt there was nothing to worry about.

Once they become corporate slaves, older brothers and sisters etc. feel omnipotent, as if leaving things to them will make everything all right!

"Aomo, are you done being busy? I heard from Suzi that you've been pretty busy these days."

"Rather than ask if I'm done, maybe ask when I can have free time, 」 Aomo, upon this topic, was somewhat speechless, ""the past half month has been endless busy, not only do I have to manage the race schedules for the three girls, but I also have some personal matters."

Even in a few days, I still have to take the girls to karaoke.

Since we're entering the competition, training for the winner's stage is also essential; we can't just go on stage and not know how to dance, only shouting 'Six Champions Six Champions~ Suolan Suolan~'.

"Then why don't you go get busy first? 」 Bai Ren suggested, his amber eyes hinting at some urging.

He felt a sense of being rushed, and Aomo, without mentioning it, shook his head:

"Actually there's nothing to be busy about right now, and I just transferred a job to someone else, just breathed a sigh of relief."

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"Like that..."

"Yes."

In the conversation, the three horse girls dragging tires had already gone around another lap; Suzi was still crying out while stepping, like a one-third half-baked who flashes a red light and is still damn hype, while Chazuo and Bolang remained silent, merely glancing at the smiling, waving Aomo and the silent, cold-eyed Bai Ren, then continued forward.

Kind of strange……

Not only Chazuo, but Bolang also subtly glanced again at the two silent people by the fence.

Although they always look that way, standing together feels awkward.

"Aomo."

Suddenly, Bai Ren spoke, causing Aomo to turn his head again.

"Huh?"

"You know horse girls also count as a kind of idol, right?"

"Huh, what's up?"

"Nothing……"

"……" Aomo remained silent, unusually unable to keep up with the rhythm.

He thought whether Bai Ren had been infected by Qianming; this topic jumps even more than Bi Ze, not worth discussing.

However, he didn't dwell on it either, already raising his hand to swipe the light screen, starting to brush through the mercenary exam question bank.

But doing the questions didn't hinder his senses either; soon he noticed that Bai Ren's gaze would sometimes look at him, sometimes at the racecourse.

"……" In brief contemplation, he lowered the light screen.

"Bai Ren."

"Huh?"

"I'll go to the restroom again; I have a bit of diarrhea today, I'll come back later."