Half of a Umamusume

"It still doesn't work..."

Fujiwara Chiya heard such a voice.

Finally, after the fatigue on her feet eased, Fujiwara Chiya put on her wet socks.

This thing can squeeze out water...

Looking at the pantyhose that had become translucent, Fujiwara Chiya once again marveled at the huge amount of water that Uma Musume could produce.

After solving Bai Xue's problem, Fujiwara Chiya turned his attention back to the competition.

He happened to see the Golden Ship race.

In the crowd, she ran slowly and leisurely, with a relaxed and comfortable expression.

"You're slacking off on the field! Why don't you run seriously?"

Fujiwara Chiya couldn't hold it in any longer.

This guy was really just running to pass the test, without putting in any extra effort.

Finally, in the middle of the crowd, the golden ship crossed the finish line.

"Easily."

The Golden Ship didn't stop, but jumped over the railing and ran in front of Fujiwara Chiye.

"Trainer, did you see that amazing running posture?"

"Sorry, I didn't see it. Please show it again."

Fujiwara Chiya took out a handkerchief and wiped his wet hands silently.

After the Golden Boat ended, Mi Yu was next in line. She stood on the field with a determined expression.

"For my brother, Mi Yu must win this game!"

Chapter 66: Requirements for Rice Bath

In fact, when Fujiwara Chiya first met Mi Yu, she realized that there was a terrifying power in that petite body. If it was used properly, it would definitely be a rare talent.

However, the other party seems to have always had an inferiority complex, feeling that she is not as good as others and that she is at the bottom of the horse girls.

Ideas, once formed, are often more difficult to change than actual strength.

However, Fujiwara Chiya never gave up. If the other party fell into inferiority complex, Fujiwara Chiya would tell her over and over again how special she was.

It is truly admirable that one enters such a competitive arena in pursuit of one's own happiness and for that little dream.

"Take the Ami Bath!"

Fujiwara Chiya shouted loudly.

As if hearing his words, Mi Yu in the crowd pricked up his ears.

"Brother...Brother is cheering for Mi Yu..."

Mi Yu quickened his pace, stood out from the crowd and ran in the front.

In the end, she crossed the finish line with a gap of half a marathon length.

A natural result.

In the examination team, there was neither a capable horse racing girl like Mejiro McQueen, nor anyone who wanted to compete with anyone for the first place. The horse racing girls who were overtaken by Mi Yu had no intention of overtaking at all, and just followed behind.

In their eyes, Mi Yu was trying a little too hard. The winner received no rewards, nor did he gain fans. Results were not determined by speed, and there was no ranking in the test. It was a little strange that he was trying so hard to be the first.

But Fujiwara Chiya doesn't think so.

Since she is a horse girl, it is natural that she should aim for first place.

Looking at Mi Yu running towards him excitedly, Fujiwara Chiya touched her head.

"Brother, Mi Yu won."

"Well, I believe Mi Yu can do it."

No matter how small the victory was, Fujiwara Chiya would encourage her like this.

Success did not come from scolding, but from recognition of her efforts time and time again.

He will use this method to gradually erase Mi Yu's inferiority complex.

"Then... Brother-sama." Mi Yu said shyly, "Can I go to Brother-sama's room tonight?"

what! ?

Seeing Mi Yu's blushing face, Fujiwara Chiye blinked quickly several times.

To my room! At night?

This is somewhat exciting.

Could it be that Mi Yu wanted to... No, no, no, that's impossible. Isn't what happened to Miss Junchuan embarrassing enough? The problem is not Mi Yu, but my thoughts!

Fujiwara Chiya shook her head quickly.

A child as young as Mi Yu probably wouldn't think about that kind of thing.

So, Fujiwara Chiya said.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Hearing the other party's agreement, Mi Yu smiled.

"Rice bath will definitely make Brother feel comfortable!"

After saying that, she ran away.

"Ok??"

Is there really something wrong with my thinking?

After Mi Yu’s exam was over, the next in line was the famous general Nu Tao.

Under Fujiwara Chiya's 360-degree care, the other party completed the test without any danger. During the test, he ran out of the corner twice, which scared Fujiwara Chiya so much that he thought the other party was going to cause trouble and was about to run away midway, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the opponent just lost his balance due to the inertia of his chest and accidentally rushed over the head.

The last person to appear was Taijian Fulai.

She clasped her hands together in front of her chest and rubbed them quickly, muttering something.

It's already this late, so stop trying to do anything magical and just compete seriously.

Fujiwara Chiya couldn't help but complain inwardly.

Even if there really are gods in the world, it is impossible for them to take care of all the trivial matters. How can gods handle that?

"Heh, looks like we can have chicken tonight."

Dai Jianfu suddenly showed a confident smile.

After the start of the race, she rushed out at a very fast speed. After the second corner, she lost speed due to lack of physical strength and finally finished fifth.

It is not clear whether he will win the chicken dinner, but Fujiwara Chiya knows that he will definitely lose a large number of points for the acceleration timing.

Tomorrow I have to ask her to change her habit of praying to gods all day long. In the competition field, strength is the only thing that matters.

After finishing her Uma Musume exam, Fujiwara Chiya was ready to get up and return to the office, leaving the rest to Shirayuki.

"This kid has a great running form."

Before leaving, Fujiwara Chiya heard several trainers talking like this.

“The timing of the acceleration was also perfect and the movements were beautiful.”

Who is it?

Fujiwara Shirayuki looked at the track.

I saw a white figure running in front. Her speed was neither fast nor slow, just right. She drew a graceful arc at the turn and finally crossed the finish line with a lead of two horse lengths.

With her eyes half-opened, the white pony girl made a 'V' sign with an expressionless face at the finish line.

"Miko, you run so beautifully!" Te Bie Zhou shouted excitedly.

Happy Miko.

She is the rare horse girl who has the ability to adapt to multiple venues, and is also the horse girl that Kiryuin pays the most attention to.

Her movements were as standard as those in a textbook, and there was not a single bit of redundancy in her turning posture.

Compared to the Emperor of the East China Sea and the horse girl of the Mejiro family, Happy Rice is no less inferior.

I've never heard of her name before. It might be because she runs mud track races and she's very quiet and doesn't like to show off.

Now she understands.

This guy is a piece of gold, dug out by Kiryuin himself.

Fujiwara Shirayuki looked at the other person seriously.

Perhaps noticing Bai Xue's gaze, Happy Mickey turned around, waved to her, and made a 'V' sign with his hands.

I didn't understand what it meant, but Fujiwara Shirayuki replied to her first.

This guy will definitely be a tough and powerful enemy in the future.

As night fell, Fujiwara Chiya sat in the dormitory, waiting for the rice bath to come.

During this time, all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind.

If there is a one thousandth to one ten thousandth chance that Mi Yu really meant that, what should he do?

Agree or refuse?

If he agreed, wouldn't he be a beast who attacked a child? If his colleagues and friends knew about it, what would they think? He couldn't hold his head up among all the trainers.

If I refuse, it will hurt Mi Yu's heart. Will she be able to train seriously and happily in the future?

Fujiwara Chiya was caught in a dilemma.

Fujiwara Chiya took out the amulet of Taikan Fukurai and held it in his hand.

But don't do as he thinks and give him multiple-choice questions.

"Brother?"

"Hey! Mi, Mi Yu, when did you come..."

Hearing the voice, Fujiwara Chiye was startled. When he looked up, he found that Mi Yu was already standing in front of him.

"I knocked on the door just now, but Brother didn't respond. Mi Yu found that the door was not closed, so she came in... Didn't I disturb Brother?"

"No, no, well, please sit down first. I'll pour you a cup of tea."

"Miyu brought some cookies for Brother. If you don't mind, would you like to eat them with Miyu?"

"of course."

The two sat on the sofa, Fujiwara Chiya ate biscuits, and Mi Yu watched with his face in his hands.

The look of anticipation on his face and the way he put the food into his mouth bite by bite made Fujiwara Chiye feel like there was something put in the biscuit.

"How is it, Brother-sama?"

“Very delicious.”

"Really? Hehe~"

“Is this made from rice bath?”

"Yes, did you see it, brother?"

"No, it just...smells like a rice bath."

Hearing this, Mi Yu became even happier.

It seems that my brother still remembers the cookies that Mi Yu once made.

After eating, Mi Yu got down to business.

"Brother." As if making some kind of decision, Mi Yu looked into Fujiwara Chiye's eyes.