Tresen's five horses tore me apart

According to the noble lady's own request, the horse maidens who received the king's orders had to move in dance steps. She did the first half fine, but the second half had to be a normal pace.

"Tsk."

She smacked her lips a little, but the lady made no move to protest, nodding gracefully and accepting the punishment.

However, the lady, who was obviously of noble birth, with even her name declaring this fact, could not quite perform the drooling manner of Oguri when eating, but in this respect, she did not make things difficult for Umamu.

This obviously had nothing to do with the super reinforced and weighted training iron ball that Donna was holding in her hand, which faintly showed finger marks under the horse girl's gaze.

I just wonder if her posture would remain so elegant if there was a pineapple pizza in front of her.

Bai Le thought with a bit of evil humor in his heart.

He never had an in-depth understanding of Donna's family background, but Donna always gave him an Italian feeling, and when it comes to Italy, it is naturally the authentic old Naples pineapple pizza with Sap sub-cannon.

Although someone felt that if this thing was really placed in front of Donna, he would probably be used like a dynamometer.

After a few performances, the penalty game was considered over and the next round began with a draw.

"Well, it's my turn to be king now."

Xiaolimao opened the paper note in his hand and scratched his hair in some trouble.

She hadn't drawn it in the previous rounds, and this was the first time.

In fact, this game itself was the first time that the country Cinderella played it.

Obviously, the child hadn't thought carefully about what kind of instructions to give.

"Numbers three and four, pass a small piece of cake with your chopsticks."

After thinking about it, the child offered his own ideas.

This command is indeed in line with Oguri's style. It is not very difficult, but it must be related to food.

The small cakes are ready, as for the chopsticks.

Bai Le stood up, walked to his desk, opened the drawer, and pulled out a pair of disposable chopsticks.

“It’s what I leave behind when I occasionally order takeout.”

He explained.

Mr. Bai Le has to work overtime and sometimes doesn't want to eat in the cafeteria, so he chooses the delivery service. The delivery service within the school is also very convenient. The outside deliveryman delivers the food to the gatekeeper, and then there will be special personnel to deliver it to the designated location. These are often working horse racing girls, and they will be replaced by staff on duty at night, which can be regarded as an extra income.

Not every horse girl is very rich. Living in Tokyo is not easy. The tuition fee of Central Tresen is not cheap. Horse girls tend to consume a lot of materials. Even if food is provided for free, the prices are rising every year. Therefore, the school will also provide some convenient work-study positions to help those horse girls who have not yet debuted to overcome the difficulties.

There is a kitchen in Sirius’ training center, and naturally there are also bowls and chopsticks for Mr. Bai Le to eat. They are all made of stainless steel, which is easy to maintain and disinfect, and does not easily leave odors.

On top of that, he also uses his own cutlery when eating instead of the disposable ones provided by takeout.

However, it would be inappropriate to throw away these complimentary chopsticks, so Bai Le simply collected them all and put them in a drawer. Now they are ready to use.

Number three is in a beautiful pose, but number four is a piccolo player.

"Just sit where you are... Okay."

Oguruma added, using a slightly awkward Kansai accent, which almost made the people around him laugh out loud.

This rule of Silent Suzuka seems easy to follow, but others said that they were not very proficient in Kansai dialect, and this half-baked appearance could easily make others laugh.

Make people laugh, then break the rules. This rule is surprisingly easy to trick people, and is even more troublesome than Donna's dance rules.

Fortunately, Oguruma's instructions were very short, so the horse girls managed to hold back.

"Please, Miss Piccolo."

She wasn't very proficient in the Kansai dialect with her beautiful posture, but her movements were graceful and impeccable. She held the chopsticks normally with one hand, picked up a small piece of cake from the table and handed it to the piccolo player.

"Ah, Your Highness... Miss..."

Now the piccolo player seemed a little at a loss.

She has always been the one serving her own prince, such as dressing him, providing logistical services, etc., but now she has turned against Tiangang and asked the prince to bring her a cake.

Even if you know that this is just a game, the concepts you have developed over time cannot be overturned in a short time.

"Hurry up, Miss Piccolo."

However, the beautiful posture seemed to be completely unconscious, and she even urged him with interest, which made the loyal escort girl even more at a loss.

"Well, that's rude."

The piccolo player finally took the cake from the beautiful posture with trembling hands.

Then, I was punished for not speaking in a Kansai accent.

461

Chapter 461 King's Game 3.

"Number One lifts Number Three up and spins him around."

This command sounds simple, but it is quite difficult to execute.

The difficulty does not lie in the execution itself - Ma Musume herself is not heavy, and even Bai Le can try his best to carry out such an order.

However, if he is the one being executed, then the difficulty will increase suddenly.

Of course, the problem is not that Ma Musume can't lift Bai Le. Even the smallest Tamamo Cross would not have difficulty in this regard.

The problem is that it's hard to hold back laughter.

Whether it was Xiaoyu, the number one candidate in the imperial examination, or the other onlookers, it was hard not to laugh when seeing such a wonderful combination.

Mr. Bai Le looked like he was dead, rolling his eyes at King Aldan who gave the order. The occasional mischievousness shown by this gentle girl - at least in his opinion, it was a mischievous side - was really unbearable.

However, Aldan seemed to be having a lot of fun, so Mr. Bai Le had to hold back.

After all, he knew very well about Aldan Mejiro's condition. While she was training, she would go to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination every week unless she was required to attend the game.

This is not only the doctor's instructions, but also Bai Le's request.

After all, Mejiro Ardan's physical condition was not very good before, even though this condition seemed to be turning around as the training progressed - her physical fitness was improving slowly and evenly. Although it was not as good as her predecessors in the team at the same time, it was much better than the initial condition. However, it was obvious that this degree of improvement was not enough to make people feel at ease compared to the illness she had suffered since childhood.

Hopefully, she'll be in better health throughout the Shining series.

Thinking of this, Bai Le's eyes regained a little vitality.

After all, even though he knew that Uma Musume was very strong, he would still feel uncomfortable as a man because of his inner feelings and the common sense he had built up over the past twenty years when a little girl like Tama, who was only 1.4 meters tall, was easily lifted up like a barbell.

This is Ma Musume. If this power is abused, the danger to ordinary people will be immeasurable.

After a while, he was gently put down, and his feet touching the ground made Bai Le regain a sense of security.

And the atmosphere became lively.

That's enough.

Seeing the excited Xiaoyu forgetting her dance steps and going back, being stopped by others and having no choice but to perform the scene of eating in the void, Bai Le nodded with satisfaction.

It seems that after the game, the relationship between team members will be further improved.

"Hey, why is it still me?"

The game started again, and Aldan covered his mouth in surprise.

This was the third time in a row that she had drawn the King's identity.

"Then, number five, pick up princess number two. The time is one minute."

After a moment's thought, she gave the king's order.

Bai Le also thinks that the princess hug is a good idea. A princess hug between horse girls is like a beautiful girl hugging each other, which is pleasing to the eye.

If it wasn't him who was being held.

That’s right, the number two this time is Mr. Bai Le.

"Ah, Trainer, is this okay?"

Fortunately, the person holding him was Xiao Limao. The good boy didn't have any other thoughts and just looked at him with concern.

"it's okay no problem."

Normally, when doing a princess carry, the person being carried has to hug the neck of the person carrying him/her to help save some energy. However, this problem does not exist for horse girls. Oguruma is also a horse girl. Not only can she eat, she also has the same strange strength as other horse girls. It can be said that it is easy for her to pick up Mr. Bai Le. Instead, someone has to pay attention to curl up their legs and not let them touch the ground.

But to be honest, feeling the power of Uma Musume in this way is indeed a new experience for Bai Le. After all, under normal circumstances, when facing ordinary people, these kind elves will subconsciously or consciously control their own strength, otherwise it is easy to hurt people.

Therefore, most of the human beings' understanding of the horse girl's power is indirect, and is achieved through the effects of the power.

Of course, the strength of some horse girls is terrifying enough, such as Donna squeezing an iron ball with her bare hands. Just seeing it will make people feel fragile.

And now, there was no other thought in the girl's simple eyes, and even through the clothes, Bai Le could easily feel the strength of the taut muscles under the temperature of the skin.

It was this strength that lifted him up easily, just like lifting a baby.

This feels so weird.

One minute was still very short and very long. Xiao Limao put down Bai Le and staggered a bit. He finally remembered to change into a dance step and was spared punishment this time.

The good news is that the next king will not be Aldan.

The bad news is that the next person to be executed will be Bai Le.

"Number one and number three, look at each other, then raise your hands above your heads. Maintain your gaze on each other and say ええやん while high-fiving each other. Don't bend over. Hehe, we even have an Osaka accent ready for you."

Tamamo Cross, who defeated Aldan's re-election bid, seemed to have given it sufficient consideration.

ええやん is a Kansai dialect, which can be regarded as a greeting. It probably means "not bad" or "very good".

The second bad news is that the other executor is Aldan.

There is a small problem with this game. Aldan is 20 meters tall and Mr. Bai Le is meters tall. After both parties raise their hands, there is a -centimeter difference, so they cannot hit each other directly.

When the two stood up, Xiaoyu's eyelids twitched, and she felt something was not right.

She wanted to quickly add that bending over was also okay, but she felt that it seemed too obvious, so she stamped her feet in annoyance.

Bai Le felt that there seemed to be some magic in Mubai Aldan's purple pupils, which deeply attracted his attention.

Because he has been bedridden for many years, Aldan Mejiro has a temperament as fragile as glass. Combined with his exquisite face like a porcelain doll and his long white hair with a slightly bluish tint, he looks a little unreal.

He looked into the other person's eyes, trying hard not to look down.

As a qualified trainer, Bai Le almost memorizes the physical data of every person he is responsible for.

And recently he felt that his thoughts kept drifting in other directions.

There have been some such situations in the past, but today I feel that the degree of drifting is particularly serious.

There seemed to be a hint of smile and respect in Aldan's clear eyes.

Mr. Bai Le tried to reflect on himself, lowered his arms, tilted them a little, adjusted them to the point where their palms could touch horizontally, and then moved forward.

He stopped immediately when he felt a soft touch in his palm.

The whole process was perfect, except that it didn't say ええやん.

So this time there were two people being punished.

Unlike Bai Le's slightly bitter face, Mubai Aldan seemed to be very happy, even when he was pretending to eat, he seemed to be enjoying it.

462

Chapter 462 King's Game 4.

The King Game went on for several rounds, and Mr. Bai Le became the king the least number of times. This time, he became the king in a beautiful posture again.

"Number seven sings a song."

Her orders were simple and direct.

The person who is going to sing is Mr. Bai Le.

"Well, I have no problem singing, but I suggest that you change the instructions, classmate Miaomiao."

Bai Le stood up and advised kindly.

"Is Mr. Trainer's singing not very good? It doesn't matter. Even if the song is unpleasant, I still want to listen to it."

Seeing the silly roe deer with a curious look on its face, Bai Le could only sigh.

It’s almost time, so it’s a good opportunity for you to see how powerful the KTV terminators in our dormitory back then, known as the Four Heavenly Kings of Ghosts and Wolf Howls, are.