Uma Musume: Become a Legendary Trainer

Chapter 399 Maruzen, listen to my explanation!
Kitahara thought that he must be a little drunk, so he thought that Taro Yusuhara's suggestion made sense. He changed his clothes, left the bath, and walked towards the room where Maruzenski lived.

I forgot about basic courtesy and knocked on the door out of habit, said "excuse me", then casually opened the wooden sliding door and walked in, feeling a little dizzy.

At first, I was slightly surprised by the mess in the room.

The bathhouse rooms in the Japanese-style building are all of traditional Japanese structure, and the tatami on the floor is full of messy luggage at a glance.

There are so many of them that it looks like a lot of people live here.

Some bags had their zippers closed, while the suitcases were wide open, with their contents completely scattered out.

Brushes, combs, hairpins for curling hair, hair dryers, makeup bags and cases, some fashion magazines, racing magazines, playing cards

There are even intimate apparel such as underwear.

In short, there are all kinds of women's chores everywhere, and it is impossible to imagine how such a mess was created.

In a trance and surprise, Kitahara also saw that there was a lonely white stocking thrown near the corner of the table.

It was obvious that those were the stockings for Tresson's school uniform, but in the mess in the room, he couldn't see the school uniform at all, nor could he find the other pair of stockings.

...Why are you so sloppy...?
here……

Is this really Maruzenski's room...?
Although a little drunk, Kitahara felt that he had not found the wrong room.

But the mess in front of him made him feel that it was far different from his usual impression of Maruzenski.

On weekdays, Maruzenski's external image is undoubtedly quite outstanding, very dashing and attractive, and has nothing to do with sloppiness and messiness.

Comparing this image with the house in front of him, Kitahara couldn't help but wonder if he was really dazzled and had read the wrong room number.

I couldn't help but take a few steps back at the door and look at the room number.

...Yes, this is the room...

So, is Maruzen really like this in private...

After confirming that he had not taken the wrong path, Kitahara felt awkward at the contrast.

Then, unable to help himself, he hesitated at the door for a while, took off his slippers, put his shoes in the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and walked into the house.

He wanted to tidy up the room a little.

Under normal circumstances, he would not have done such a presumptuous thing.

Even though there was a confession process, Maruzenski's strange behavior in the past two days made it difficult for him to judge whether it was a confession or not.

This is also the reason why he followed Yusuhara's advice and wanted to find Maruzenski.

He wanted to confirm it directly and then take the initiative to do something.

Even after they confessed their love, including the day of the competition, their relationship actually only lasted two or three days.

In this situation, it seems inappropriate to rashly enter someone else's house.

However, Kitahara has always lived alone and has always taken care of his own household chores. He has been single for a long time, so he is very good at this.

Over time, I got used to keeping the house tidy.

Probably due to the effect of alcohol, he finally went into the house and started to clean up.

Let's put all the magazines on the table first...

Put the dressing gown on the table first, along with the playing cards and stuff...

This... should be used to fix hair, right? Then you should put it in the bathroom...

Huh? There's something in the bathroom...

How can I just throw these coats and skirts around? If they get soaked in water, I might not be able to wear them anymore...

Why are underwear mixed with coats and skirts?!

This will make your clothes smell!

Even if there is no smell and even if you can wash it afterwards, won’t you feel psychologically uncomfortable? Really…

There are socks wrapped inside?!
Oh, the other stocking is found...

Well, put it in the washing machine with the other one first...

Although he was a little tipsy, Kitahara was still quite familiar with housework.

He cleaned up the outer room and bathroom with ease, then returned to the outer room carrying the other sock he had just found and picked up the one he first found on the corner of the table.

Well, as for the washing machine, it’s in the corner of the bathroom… huh?

Holding two pairs of white stockings in his left and right hands, Kitahara subconsciously wanted to go back to the bathroom.

As he turned around, his eyes drifted across the entrance hall and suddenly froze.

At some point, it was Maruzenski who appeared at the door with long hair slightly watery, head tilted, wiping the ends of his hair with a towel, eyes wide open.

When their eyes met, Beiyuan was surprised for a moment, then subconsciously raised his hand and greeted him.

"Well, the hot spring is pretty good, isn't it, Maruzen... uh..."

He was only halfway through the greeting when he suddenly realized what he was doing.

When I was sorting my clothes, I didn’t react when I found my underwear.

Now, as he greeted people with two pairs of white stockings in his hand, he realized that tidying up the house itself was not a problematic thing.

The problem was that he was not cleaning up his own house, but Maruzenski's house.

And when he greeted and waved, the white stockings fluttered in his hands, forming white arcs.

It was as if it was greeting its master.

"Wait, wait! Maruzen, let me explain..."

Instantly putting both hands behind his back and shaking his head desperately, Beiyuan was horrified, “I just suddenly saw that the house was too messy, and I just wanted to help clean it up, there was really no other intention!
“You have to believe me!

"I really just..."

Halfway through his words, his expression suddenly became even more horrified.

Outside the door, from the direction of the corridor behind Maruzenski, a familiar noise could be heard faintly.

"Let me tell you, I've never lost a game like this. Xiaoyu, just wait and beg for mercy!"

"Ha! Isn't it just a game of luck? If it comes to luck, I'll never lose!"

"A competition of luck? But Maruzen said it still requires some thinking, and I'm not very good at that... Well, it would be very sad if I lost too many carrots."

"It's okay, I'm just playing a little before dinner. Even if I lose some carrots, I can just eat them back during dinner. It just so happens that it's a buffet."

"But for Xiaoli, losing the carrot must be a very uncomfortable thing, right? Hehe..."

It couldn't be more familiar. At the beginning, it was obvious why Inari and Tamamo Cross were pointing in the direction, and then came the voices of Oguruma and the others.

How did they get here?!
Kitahara felt his brain freeze up instantly.

He also vaguely realized that even if he didn't know why Oguruma and the others came here, if he didn't find a way to do something, it would be very troublesome if he was found in Maruzenski's room.

Especially when his hands were behind his back, each holding a pair of someone's stockings.

However, before he could think of what to do, he suddenly felt dizzy.

In an instant, my waist felt tighter and my sight turned sideways.

And felt a strong pulling sensation.

Then, within a second, or maybe half a second, he was placed on the toilet in the bathroom. Only then did he realize that he had just been carried sideways by Maruzenski, who had rushed over from the entrance, and was carried to the bathroom.

What a fast speed, worthy of being Maruzenski...

No, I should say, what a quick reaction...

He also realized that if he stayed outside any longer, he would probably be discovered by Oguruma and the others, and hiding in the bathroom seemed to be the only option in the short term.

Kitahara reacted, but Maruzenski was still in shock.

She never expected that this man would appear in her room.

Moreover, he was holding onto his stockings and greeting him nonchalantly.

Does he, does he actually have such a strange hobby in private...?
Isn’t this too weird…?
Holding Uma Musume’s socks or something, is that considered harassment…?
But, but...

I don’t think I’ve heard from Oguruma and the others, or anyone else, that he has this strange habit of harassing people…

so……

He is simply to me...

Wait! That doesn't work either!
Socks and stuff... too weird!!
With such a mess of thoughts, Maruzenski himself didn't even react. The moment he heard the voices of Oguruma and the others, he took the initiative to carry Kitahara into the bathroom.

He closed the door with a swish.

Perhaps it was because of the sprint that the blood rushed up and my mind became clearer.

No, no matter what, we must not let Xiaolimao and the others find out, otherwise it will be very troublesome...

His consciousness was a little slow to react after his body, and Maruzenski didn't care about anything else and quickly looked outside the bathroom.

First he shouted loudly.

"If you come in, just sit anywhere. I'm in the bathroom and will be out soon."

Then he turned his head, put his index finger in front of his lips, and silently said "hush" to Kitahara.

Kitahara was very clear about the importance of not making any noise.

I admire and feel fortunate.

Fortunately, this kind of thing happened to Maruzenski, a horse girl who was mature enough and reacted quickly enough.

Otherwise, tomorrow’s headlines might be about “Famous trainer’s little-known habit of stealing horse girls’ underwear.”

Thinking of this title, Kitahara shuddered unconsciously.

Then he remembered that he seemed to still be holding Maruzenski's socks in his hand.

His face suddenly felt hot, and he nodded calmly at Maruzenski who was making a silent expression, and Kitahara quietly threw the socks in his hand on the edge of the toilet.

As if to divert his attention, he thought quickly, took out his cell phone and gestured.

And opened his mouth silently.

"Silence, silence..."

Maruzenski was stunned for a moment, then his face lit up with joy.

When she asked Beiyuan to keep his voice down, she was struggling with how to communicate with Beiyuan without being discovered by outsiders.

If you silence your phone, you can do just that.

They quickly muted their phones together, and then, at the same time, Kitahara and Maruzenski both received messages from each other.

【Kitahara:
I just wanted to come and chat with you. When I saw that the house was a mess, I cleaned it up without thinking too much. I didn’t mean anything else (read)]

【Maruzen:
I just finished taking a hot spring bath, and told Xiaolimao and the others to come to my room to play some games before dinner (read)]

Then, there were a few more messages.

【Kitahara:
Then I will wait until you leave before I leave? (Read)]

【Maruzen:
I know you probably don't have any messy preferences (read)]

【Kitahara:
Then I will wait here? (Read)]

【Maruzen:
Then wait for me to remind you before you leave (read)]

After reading the last message to each other, Kitahara and Maruzenski nodded to each other in tacit understanding.

"Okay, I'm coming out."

This has already been said to the horse racing lady outside the room. After saying this, Maruzenski bit his lip, looked at Kitahara with complicated eyes, and pointed to the lock position of the bathroom sliding door.

Then he opened the door a tiny crack, squeezed out with his narrow body, and closed the door with force.

In a tacit understanding, Kitahara slowly stood up from the toilet the moment the door closed, tiptoed to the door, and locked it from the inside.

The door didn't seem to be very soundproof. Through the door, I could vaguely hear Maruzenski outside sighing in relief.

Then came the Ziru greeting.

"Well, let's play Indian Poker!"

Beiyuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled silently.

I didn't expect it to be this game, I remember it was also in the original work.

It's basically a deck of cards, and the dealer gives each player one. Players can't see how much their cards are worth, they can only stick them on their heads, so they only know how much the other players' cards are worth.

Afterwards, each player places a 1-chip ante by default and starts betting based on the cards they see from other players.

"Oh, so it's called Indian Poker? How do you play it?"

Hearing what Xiaolimao said through the door, she obviously didn't look like she had ever had fun.

"Little Limao doesn't know how to do that... Then why don't you be the dealer for a round and watch us play and you'll know."

Maruzenski gave a suggestion, "As for the dealer, let me take a look at the cards... Huh? Why are they here... Ahem, yes, I put them here before.

"Hey, take this round of poker cards, and everyone sit over here. I'll give everyone a poker card in turn. Don't look at the points, just stick it on your forehead."

"Okay... well, it's very tidy, just in time for us to play games."

"Yeah, that's right, it's really neat, haha..."

After a brief introduction, there was a rustling sound, and it seemed that the jockey ladies sat down in the room.

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you something before we play... it's not the rules of the game."

After sitting down, Maruzenski suddenly spoke up, "It's about the bathroom.

"Didn't I just go to the bathroom?

“It turned out that the toilet seemed to be blocked and could not be used.

"And there was a strong smell in there, so I locked the door."

"So if anyone wants to go to the bathroom later, they can only go to the public toilet outside."

Such a topic would be a bit abrupt under normal circumstances, but the other horse racing girls seemed to be focused on the game, and they responded casually to Maruzenski's words.

However, knowing what the truth was, Kitahara couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

“…Huh? Is this an illusion? Why do I hear… a sound in the toilet…?”

"It's an illusion! Didn't I just say that the toilet was clogged? It was the toilet that made the noise!"

(End of this chapter)