Half of a Umamusume

"Indeed, then why didn't you lock the door? No, wait, this is my problem, I should have knocked before coming in..." Mejiro Dobo spoke incoherently. The impact of that flawless white body was so strong that Mejiro Dobo felt that he could only watch from a distance and not touch it.

After apologizing to Fujiwara Shirayuki, there was no more noise outside.

Ten minutes later, Fujiwara Shirayuki came out of the bathroom, wiping her hair. At this time, Mejiro Dobo was sitting on a chair repairing her shoes. At her feet was a broken horseshoe.

"Senior, are you still going to do independent training later?"

"Ah."

"Really hard work."

Fujiwara Shirayuki looked at her.

"After that day, did any trainer come to see Senior?"

Mejiro Dober paused for a moment.

"No."

"That's it."

In that competition, Mejiro Tabou won the third place, which was very good, but not enough for Mejiro Tabou.

Only by winning the championship will she be able and qualified to join the trainer's team.

The instructor had clearly gone to such great lengths to get her in, but in the end, she had wasted the opportunity.

Mejiro Dobo's heart was filled with regret.

I tried my best, but still couldn't catch up with them.

This is the gap in talent, it's despairing.

"Senior Dober."

Looking at Mejiro Dober biting his red lips, Fujiwara Shirayuki said, "I watched that race too. I think Dober-senpai is really amazing to be able to run that kind of result."

After all, Fujiwara Shirayuki was also ranked third, and she fully understood the hardships and difficulties involved.

"Not only me, but my trainer also watched that game."

"Trainer..." Hearing this title, Mejiro Dober raised his head.

"You mean the one who jumped from the audience?"

Chapter 47: Noisy Night

Fujiwara Chiya, anxious after seeing his horse girl fall, jumped directly from the audience seats. Fortunately, his companions next to him were quick to pull him back.

The commotion in the audience was spread like this by Treson's trainers.

Although the real reason was extremely stupid, the ending was still good. Everyone could see how nervous he was about Uma Musume.

However, the more he heard such compliments, the stronger his sense of guilt became. This title was too fake for him and it would be more appropriate to give it to Nase Fumino.

"Maybe I had some misunderstandings about him before. He is not such a bad person."

Whether it was the way he silently helped him or the fact that he anxiously jumped off the stands because Shirayuki fell, it all changed Mejiro Dober's opinion of him.

Maybe he's astringent, but he's a good trainer.

"And what happened to your trainer?"

Mejiro Dobo asked Fujiwara Shirayuki, whose smile was rather stiff.

"My trainer said that there was something wrong with Dober's running posture. His center of gravity was too far back, which was not conducive to acceleration. Moreover, at the end of the race, Dober still had some energy left, which meant that the timing of his acceleration was not right. If he could start accelerating before the curve, he might have surpassed the two opponents in front of him."

Listening to Fujiwara Shirayuki's words, Mejiro Dobo quickly recalled the situation during her own race. Just as she said, she always had a feeling of being unable to use her strength when accelerating, and she still had some energy left at the end, which was far from what she had expected before the race, that she would cross the finish line when her strength was exhausted.

Is it a problem of center of gravity?

The instructor never said this during training before.

That's right... After all, the other party is also a trainer, definitely more professional than the instructor, and her problems can be easily seen through.

"I see. I will improve. Thank you and thank you to your trainer." Mejiro Dober nodded solemnly to Fujiwara Shirayuki. What she needed most now was knowledge in this area.

"I'll change my running style later and see if there's any improvement."

"Dober-senpai, it's hard to tell the difference by yourself. You need a trainer present."

"Trainer?... But I don't have a trainer." Mebai Dober's eyes dimmed.

"Where's my trainer? He's always been optimistic about you."

"Shirayuki's trainer..." Mejiro Dober hesitated.

Even though the other person was not as bad as he imagined, Mejiro Dober still felt some resistance when he thought about the fact that he was a man.

Her ideal situation is that she wins the competition and many people want to sign a contract with her. Among them, Mejiro Dober chose a female trainer, so that her strength will be recognized and her future training will not be so uncomfortable.

But ideals were vulnerable in the face of reality, and she couldn't even win.

"The reason why those horse girls were able to win is because each of them had professional guidance from a trainer. The instructors only provided basic training and did not teach in-depth content. If the seniors could receive more professional guidance, they would definitely win the game."

Seeing that the other party was a little hesitant, Fujiwara Shirayuki immediately added.

"It's heterosexual phobia, I think. Senior Dober is somewhat resistant to training under Trainer Qianye. If that's the case, I'll convey the message on behalf of the trainer."

"……what?"

Mejiro Dobo didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"I can take the place of the trainer and tell you every instruction he gives. In this way, Senior Dober can receive guidance from the trainer without having to come into contact with men."

"No... this is too much trouble for you."

"It's not a problem." Fujiwara Shirayuki stood up.

"Senior, you have always wanted to overcome your illness. If that's the case, then treat my trainer as someone who needs to overcome his fear. Use him to practice, and get closer little by little every day. I will be by his side, taking his place, and completing the training instructions."

"If Senior Dober can't accept the contract so quickly, you can also apply to the instructor to experience and learn under the trainer for a period of time. If you feel it's not suitable, you can return to the instructor team. How about it?"

This proposal was almost perfect for Mejiro Tabo. It could be said that it was entirely based on the hard work of the messenger, Fujiwara Shirayuki. Looking at the white girl who invited him sincerely, Mejiro Tabo could not help but say, "Shirayuki, why did you give so much for me..."

To you, I'm just a senior who has lived here for less than a month. We don't have a very deep friendship, and no major events have happened between us.

But Fujiwara Shirayuki has always been paying for her.

Was it because of my mother's request, asking her to help me overcome my fear of communication?

Mejiro Dobo didn't know, but she understood that a junior who had just met him for a short time would not give so much for a senior who was not like a senior at all.

After listening to Mejiro Taboru's words, Fujiwara Shirayuki remained silent for a moment.

"Because I like Uma Musume."

Fujiwara Shirayuki spoke.

"I like the way they run on the track, the joy they feel after winning, and their perseverance. For me, horse girls are the most beautiful thing in the world."

"So, Senior Dober, after seeing how hard you were working, I decided that I must let you shine on the field."

The simple and pure words directly struck Mejiro Dober's fragile heart. His clear blue pupils reflected her figure.

The girl in front of me is different from other horse girls. Her words are as beautiful as the song of an angel.

Are there really such good children in the world?

Maybe, the person in front of me is him.

Mejiro Dobo accepted the other party's invitation.

For the time being, I will train under Bai Xue's trainer and then make a decision.

That night, at the team's barbecue party, Fujiwara Chiya drank alcohol. Although Chairman Akikawa had forbidden him to drink, he had to vent his excitement.

"It worked. The senior is right. Regardless of whether it can be realized or not, let's just draw the pie first..."

Fujiwara Chiya, with a red face, was talking nonsense.

"Mi Yu... Although I can't drink alcohol, Mi Yu can drink beverages with brother." Mi Yu said while holding a glass of juice while sitting next to Fujiwara Chiya.

"You can drink it when you grow up."

"Yes, Mi Yu will be with my brother at that time."

"Boss, give me another plate of chicken skin!"

"Huang Jin Chuan, did you order too much?"

"Not much, not much. This is just the beginning!" the Golden Ship said loudly.

"Two more beers here!"

Bai Xue shook her head and waved her hands with incoherent words.

"Classmate Bai Xue, you can't drink! Ah... why are you already drunk?" The famous general Nu Tao tried to stop her in a panic.

A lively night passed. The next day, an orange figure pushed open the door. She frowned when she smelled the unpleasant smell in the room.

"This brat, I was wondering why he didn't come to work!"

Chapter 48: Drinking and Misbehavior

The next day, Fujiwara Chiye felt that he was being pushed by someone, and the force was getting stronger and stronger. As if it was not enough, the other party began to pinch his face.

It feels warm and tender, obviously a girl's hand.

Girls, since when did girls appear in the male staff dormitory? His head was so dizzy that he couldn't even think normally. His eyelids felt like they weighed a thousand pounds. Fujiwara Chiya turned his body and headed towards the hand.

Stop pinching me, it’s so annoying, let me sleep!

Fujiwara Chiya grabbed the hand and pulled it to the side. He heard a scream of "Ah" and then something fell on him.

What the hell?

Forget it, take care of him.

His head was like a mess. He didn't want to care about anything or think about anything.

"Qianye!"

Just as Fujiwara Chiye was snoring, he was suddenly punched in the stomach accompanied by a sound of anger.

"Pfft!"

The turbid feeling in his head was blown away in an instant. Fujiwara Chiye groaned and shook twice on the bed like a salted fish. Then he suddenly opened his eyes.

"There are thorns——"

"Get up!"

Before he could finish his words, he was punched in the stomach again, as if by some hidden force. Fujiwara Chiya jumped up from the bed. Then he saw Akikawa Yayoi lying on the bed with her hat tilted to one side. He didn't know whether it was because of her indecent posture or because she was so angry that her face turned red.

"Chairman, why are you here?!"

Fujiwara Chiya was so scared that her hair stood on end. This feeling was no different from when she was sleeping soundly and someone woke her up. When she opened her eyes, she saw that it was her homeroom teacher.

This is the greatest fear in life.

In just two seconds, Fujiwara Chiya broke out in a cold sweat.

"Do you know what time it is?"

"What time?"

"Ten o'clock."

After answering, Akikawa Yayoi immediately asked: "Do you know what day it is today?"

"What day of the week..." Fujiwara Chiya swallowed.

"Wednesday."

Fujiwara Chiya was sweating profusely.