Half of a Umamusume

"You've been skipping work for so long, Qianye. I didn't know how to send you messages, and you didn't answer my calls. In the end, I had no choice but to come to your dormitory to look for you. Are you going to die?"

Shaking his head like a rattle, Fujiwara Chiya denied again and again.

But Akikawa Yayoi hadn't finished her words yet. She stood next to Fujiwara Chiya with a fan in her hand, patting it while admonishing him: "I've clearly warned you not to drink anymore, but you insisted on drinking. Go ahead and drink, and you even fell asleep on the bed! It seems like I have to punish you."

"Punishment!? What punishment?"

"There is a flower bed to the west of Teresen. Go and clear the weeds there, water and fertilize it every day. You will be in charge of taking care of the flower bed this month."

"Chairman, I remember that flower bed was super big, wasn't it?"

"That's right, otherwise how can it be called a punishment?"

Showing a very uncomfortable expression, Fujiwara Chiya gritted his teeth and nodded. Yesterday he had spent all the money he earned from the Mejiro family. Now that funds were tight again, everything would be fine as long as his salary was not deducted.

But when talking about yesterday, Fujiwara Chiye covered his head. He had no idea how he came back or how he got into bed.

Pulling back the quilt, Fujiwara Chiya looked inside.

"ah--!"

"what happened again!?"

Akikawa Yayoi was startled by him.

"My clothes...are gone."

Now he was only wearing his underwear, his coat and everything else were gone.

Did I take it off by myself? Or did someone else take it off for me? Where did I put the clothes after I took them off?

Fujiwara Chiya looked around but couldn't find it.

"Your clothes are gone?" Upon hearing this, Akikawa Yayoi's eyes suddenly changed, "You little brat, did you do something after getting drunk yesterday?"

"No, no, no, I definitely wouldn't do that!"

Maybe……

"It's better this way. If you get into any trouble, I won't forgive you."

"Yes!"

Akikawa Yayoi sighed.

This kid is far inferior to Fujiwara Zenzai. It is hard to imagine that the gentle and considerate trainer who cared about the horse girls in every possible way would have a child like this.

He wasn't as cute as he was when he was a baby. Now that he has grown up, he drinks and skips work, which is a disgusting thing.

Looking at Fujiwara Chiya who was looking for clothes everywhere, Akikawa Yayoi slapped her face.

"That's enough. If you can't find it, change your clothes. Anything else? Where did you put it?"

"In the closet."

Akikawa Yayoi walked over quickly. Just as the other party opened the door, Fujiwara Chiya seemed to remember something and stretched out her hand, "Wait a minute, Chairman! Don't open it yet..."

Before she could finish her words, Yayoi Akikawa opened the closet, and saw a whole row of pillowcases with Uma Musume patterns printed on them.

The outermost one is a photo of one of the triple crown winners, representative Qian Ming.

"Ahem, let me clarify. Collecting these is just my hobby. There is no special meaning. I basically don't use these pillows. Even if I do, it's just for appreciation. I respect all horse girls and will never invade their privacy. I won't follow them like a stalker. My collection is legal and compliant. No horse girls were harmed during the purchase."

Fujiwara Chiya spoke righteously.

After an unknown amount of time, Akikawa Yayoi finally gave an answer.

"Trainer Qianye."

"Yes."

"I'll leave the flower bed on the east side to you as well."

"……Yes."

It was noon and Fujiwara Chiye was sitting in the office sighing. This was the most unfortunate thing that could happen in his life. Fortunately, it was a collection for all ages. If the chairman found any that were banned for 18+, he might have to pack up and leave.

By the way, how did Akikawa Yayoi get into my room? Did she have a spare key?

This is too scary! It's even scarier than being the landlord. There is no privacy at all!

Just as Fujiwara Chiya was thinking about Akikawa Yayoi, he suddenly discovered that his thinking was exceptionally quick. Whether he was getting up, going to work, or eating breakfast, his body moved freely and he didn't need to think about anything unnecessary.

Does drinking make people smarter?

It shouldn't be possible.

Fujiwara Chiya pinched his chin, and his eyes moved to the training table in front of him.

When the four words "Fujiwara Shirayuki" came into his sight, he felt as if a bolt of lightning struck him from head to toe, and Fujiwara Chiye jumped up from his seat on the spot.

Snow White! She hasn't gotten up yet!

He suddenly closed his eyes, as if he knew he was dreaming and forced himself to wake up. When Fujiwara Chiye opened his eyes again, there was already a new picture in his head.

It was Fujiwara Shirayuki's bedroom.

Without thinking too much, she hurriedly put on her clothes, picked up her schoolbag, and ran to school.

"I'm sorry I'm late!"

Pushing open the classroom door, Fujiwara Shirayuki said breathlessly.

Everyone's attention was focused on her.

The slightly balding teacher pushed his glasses up.

"Shirayuki-san."

"Yes!"

"The get out of class is over."

Jingle Bell!

The lunch break bell rang.

"That's amazing, Bai Xue. You're actually late for a whole morning."

Especially Zhou, they sat around Bai Xue.

"Oh, the longest I've ever been late was probably only two classes." Qingyun Tiankong leaned back in her chair, holding her head, showing off her achievements.

"I thought Bai Xue couldn't find the way to school, so I called her, but no one answered."

The famous general Nu Tao spoke cautiously.

"Isn't Sleeping Beauty a kind of grace?" Good Opera pinched her waist and laughed.

Fujiwara Shirayuki lay on the table with a haggard face.

She now regrets very much that she drank so much last night.

She drank so much that her brain was blacked out and she has no memory at all.

Recalling the scene of waking up naked in the morning, Fujiwara Shirayuki thought secretly: I really didn't do anything, right?

Chapter 49: You have a strong body

By the afternoon, a brown-haired girl appeared in Fujiwara Chiya's team. She was Mejiro Dobo who came to listen.

"Is there such a system for auditing training?" Huang Jinchuan expressed surprise.

"Anyway, everyone should treat her as a teammate, and we will train together during normal training. Do you understand?"

After getting everyone's unanimous agreement, Fujiwara Chiya looked at Mejiro Dobo, who nodded cautiously.

"Then proceed with your training according to the schedule. Through that mock match, I have summarized your problems and written them down on paper. The parts marked in red are the ones you need to focus on improving."

After distributing the training schedule again, Fujiwara Chiya handed the one for Mejiro Taboro to Shirayuki, asking her to help pass it on.

"This is yours, Senior Dober."

"Do I have one too?"

"Of course, you are also the trainer's horse girl after all."

"That's it..."

Mejiro Dobo began to look through it carefully. The plan was very detailed. It not only included the training content, but also the things that should be paid attention to during training. Not only that, the training sheet also summarized its own shortcomings and improvement plans.

If the instructor's training plan is a short answer question, then the trainer's training plan is a complete process flow chart, which takes into account all aspects of time and quantity, which is completely incomparable to the instructor.

Looking at the training schedule, Mejiro Dober suddenly felt enlightened, as it answered all the problems she had encountered while running.

"Thank you very much..." She hugged the training watch and bowed to Fujiwara Shirayuki.

"Senior Dober, please stay with us for the time being."

After the warm-up, Fujiwara Chiya began the special training for each horse girl.

First up is the Golden Ship.

Fujiwara Chiya came to the golden ship and found her sitting on the ground.

"What are you doing? It's not break time yet."

"I'm training."

"Your training is step jumping."

"No, trainer." Golden Ship didn't even raise his eyelids. "Haven't you figured out what I'm missing?"

"Isn't it endurance?"

"So you mortals can only see these superficial things." The Golden Ship snorted, "What I really lack is actually the realm."

"What's the matter?"

"It's the realm of knowing everything. I'm now feeling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and bathing in the essence of the world. I think I'll be able to break through soon. Trainer, please don't disturb me."

"No...are you training or not?"

"I'm training."

Unable to communicate in the same language and the general refused to listen, Fujiwara no Chiya had no choice but to go to the famous general Nu Tao.

"Trainer, what is Golden Ship doing?"

"Zazen."

Spreading out the schedule of the famous general Nu Tao, Fujiwara Chiya said:

"Nu Tao, your main problem now is your start. I've seen that your start is too heavy, which is not conducive to acceleration."

"Yes, I'll go train now!"

"Wait a moment."

Fujiwara no Chiya stopped the famous general Nu Tao who was about to run away.

"Check your shoes first to see if there is anything wrong."

"Yes."

As the famous general Nu Tao spoke, he sat on the ground and began to check his horseshoe.

"Trainer, everything is fine."

"It's not enough, there are shoelaces."

The famous general Nu Tao pulled at his shoelaces.

"No, it's too light. The force when running is much greater than this. You have to pull hard." Fujiwara Chiya demonstrated to her by grabbing the middle area where the feet were tied and pulling to both sides.

"Trainer, it's so itchy..."

"Just bear with the itch."

No matter what the other party said, Fujiwara Chiye had decided to completely put his shame behind him.

The situation of the famous general Nu Tao is too special and normal inspection is simply not suitable. She can accomplish any bad thing with coincidences beyond human imagination. Fujiwara Chiya even suspects that her bad luck can make her shoes explode suddenly without paying attention to the laws of physics.

After confirming that there was no problem with her feet, Fujiwara Chiya looked at her clothes.