Electronic records aside, this was the first time Omer had witnessed a Manchester City run.
To be fair, Manchester City Teahouse has not performed well in past competitions.
Being the same age as Ari Soko, she naturally challenged the new horse race early like other high school horse racing girls, and then lost in third place.
In such a competitive event, as long as you are not first, you will be defeated. After a smooth debut, I also came in fourth when I participated in the Hochi Cup Yayoi Award and my weight dropped sharply. The Azalea Award continued to decline. It can be seen that His body and even his mind are under some kind of pressure.
For a horse racing girl who does not have the assistance of a trainer, failure in her debut is also normal. At this time, she will either meet a trainer to correct her condition, or she will struggle on the thorny road of self-struggle.
Manchester City Tea House is obviously the latter. She was once unable to be signed by other trainers and could only rely on herself. This was a very difficult thing.
She is far away from her parents in Central Teresin, and although her relatives have opened a shop nearby, a good child like her refuses to share her worries and stress in order not to cause trouble to her uncles and aunts.
Being accustomed to being immersed in one's own world and living indifferently and conflictingly with the world is the way of life at Manchester City Teahouse.
It's completely different from Sunday Serenity's irritable attitude that tries to interfere with everything.
But fortunately, I have a quiet Sunday and other 'friends'.
As a top student in the Psychic Department, it is natural to have a lot of ghost friends.
It’s only natural that there are some ghost friends who can give suggestions and have some insights into horse girls’ competition——
——After all, it was a ghost encountered in Tresen.
The cafeteria thought so, and never thought about the possibility that it was his sister who was behind it.
Two months after that, with an adjusted spirit and regained health, I stepped onto the grassland of the Furano Special Race, and beat Manchester City Teahouse with a 2-horse advantage, finally embarking on a career race. on the right track.
——Then he touched it!
Because they did not sign a trainer, they continued to carry out student activities according to the established curriculum of Tereson High School, significantly reducing the frequency of competitions. In this way, Manchester City Teahouse gradually faded out of the sight of event followers.
She wasn't in a hurry either.
Horse racing girls all have their own reasons for running, and those who have not found the necessary part will naturally not be anxious, just like Ari Tachyon who originally stayed in the laboratory all day.
And what’s the reason for the Manchester City Cafe?
At the end of the straight, the black horse girl saw the curve before entering the curve, and also saw the same black figure standing outside the curve.
Slowing down when entering a corner, at a very close distance, the moment he met his eyes, the strong wind after cornering suddenly turned into a storm!
Sweeping on both sides.
I see……
The trainer watching from the sidelines and the brown-haired horse girl following behind seemed to notice something in their similarly scarlet eyes.
The latter followed the storm caused by the Manchester City Teahouse with a smile, as calm as if he was in the eye of the storm at the center of the hurricane, while the chestnut-haired horse girl further ahead who seemed to be leading the way refused to give an inch.
[Exceeded expectations, Plan No. 2 was abandoned, converted to Plan No. 3, and the position was corrected]
The amount of training far exceeds that of ordinary horse girls, and the result is a physical fitness that far exceeds that of ordinary horse girls. If calculated according to the five dimensions of the game, Miura Bourbon will undoubtedly crush the other two.
What's more, she also chose what she was best at, the horseback running method that would put her ahead from the start.
On this basis, even if Manchester City Teahouse suddenly accelerates, it will be difficult to overcome its barriers.
Rather, her sudden acceleration was a bit reckless, because the trainer's suggested positioning for her was to chase horses.
A chasing horse is a follower who maintains stability in the middle position and accelerates to sprint at the end.
In comparison, hasty acceleration is a destruction of the original physical planning.
[Teahouse team member, what on earth are you...]
——
"Wow, the sequence is accelerating like this?" Yutaka Nishizaki was extremely surprised.
Outside the field, the team composed of trainers, racing girls, and passers-by were chatting about the soul of horse racing, but everyone was inevitably paying attention to the field.
"She's a little anxious," Omer said, glancing at Sunday Serenity, who was also looking at the stadium, "but it's understandable."
In that brief moment, he saw the familiar emotion in the teahouse's eyes, familiar, but even more passionate.
It was a deeper, more passionate, burning desire than when we talked about the Dream Cup last night.
At this moment, he was naturally surprised. He realized that there was another extremely profound 'desire' than the strongest way of the Dream Cup.
What kind of 'desire' can surpass a runner's yearning for the highest laurels?
Maybe...that can only be the original intention of running.
Omer could see clearly that although the quiet burning flame was already being licked by tongues of fire, it was not aimed at himself, but at Sunday Tranquility standing beside him.
After realizing this, he would inevitably think of the writing on the note and the conversation in the dream.
Is this her reason for entering the arena?
"Miss Sunday," Omo said suddenly.
"What?" Sunday Ning's response was naturally unpleasant.
"After we finish chatting, can we run a round with Kazata-san?"
"?"
The dark Ma Niang turned her head and saw that she, who had also been attached to the tea seat to witness the training, could naturally say: "Are you no longer satisfied with squeezing those two unlucky guys?"
"No, I just want the fire to burn bigger."
He said this softly, and a shocked look immediately came to him.
She was the same quietly burning runner, but she said nothing out of trust in Homais.
Yutaka Nishizaki frowned and looked at him, then looked at Sunday Serenity, and finally at the Manchester City Teahouse.
in silence.
This top trainer understood what Omo meant. After all, Yutaka Nishizaki himself also indulged and even protected the true nature of the racing girl.
But my family knows their own affairs.
Yutaka Nishizaki believed that he had accumulated enough experience before he dared to carry out the kind of training method that was despised by the other group as "free-range" training. As a newcomer, Omo dared to make such a decision.
It is not said that he is not bold, and even some of his colleagues who are also young would have accused him of being a madman.
He should have corrected himself, but after some thought, he chose to wait and see.
It is not appropriate to interfere in other people's training. He also feels that Brother Omo is not that reckless. Besides, he and Omo also have an agreement to help each other. As a person who has been through it, he can indeed give a lot of experience and guidance.
In addition, Akane Shinjo, a layman whom they had never paid attention to, also looked at Omo with a silent smile on her face.
She didn't understand horse racing, but she also noticed the gaze from the Manchester City Teahouse.
After all, it was really hot, so hot that it was scary, but it also made her feel extremely familiar.
She has integrated such vivid emotions into weird sculptures countless times, and then given them life. It has nothing to do with good or evil. This is the freedom and willfulness of the creator.
Of course, it was another story when she allowed those creatures to wreak havoc.
After being redeemed by the existence she created, she looks back on the past with its own complications.
But that only means a change in her stance, not her personality.
Her character has not changed, and she deeply appreciates Omer's attempt to stir up trouble.
So the only one who would really speak out because of Omer's words was Sunday Quiet.
"Don't you think this should be corrected?" When asking this question, she stared at Omer closely, her golden eyes accumulating some kind of oppression.
It was rare that she would take the initiative to look at Homais like this.
There was no other reason. She hated Omo's sometimes too sharp gaze, which seemed to cut through everything in front of her, making her avoid it.
But she never backed down when it came to her sister.
"Which trainer would suppress a racehorse girl's desire to run?" Omer answered her very seriously, "As a human being, that is a paranoid emotion, but as a racehorse girl, that is a necessary trait. "
"With that, she can achieve the goals she desires and achieve the dreams she desires."
"I will watch whether that desire will turn into an 'evil ghost', but before that..."
When he said this, he paused and faced the golden eyes. The brown eyes had already been filled with dark red.
"I just want it to flourish."
My roommate had a cough yesterday. I hope he just has a cold... We are both going to move back to our hometowns. It's really a shame to have a sun.
(End of chapter)
