Tresen's five horses tore me apart

Fortunately, this is a common practice. The gas tank has the authority of the student union, and there is almost only one person living in the entire trainer dormitory. Therefore, the empress agreed without hesitation to temporarily open a room next door to accommodate the piccolo player who needed relatively close help.

"Oh, life is so hard. I hope this leg gets better soon."

Bai Le looked at the huge plaster on his leg, sighed, and went to sleep.

……

Below was a sea of black human heads, each with horse ears.

"■■■■■■"

They were cheering something.

What on earth is it?

I wanted to stand up and listen, but found that I couldn't move at all.

……

"What the hell."

Bai Le discovered in the morning that his leg was somehow pressed down by the plaster, and now it was numb and he couldn't move.

He could only urgently call the escort girl next door.

"How is it now, Lord Bai Le?"

"Thank you. I feel much better. I didn't expect you to have such a skill, Ms. Piccolo."

Someone said gratefully.

The piccolo player seemed to be very experienced in dealing with this kind of thing. She helped someone down from the ground - it was really very troublesome to move the big plaster by one person, and then she rubbed and patted Bai Le's intact leg with her hands.

If you don't know, you might think it means to make someone's legs become numb at the same time.

However, as the piccolo player moved, the numbness in Bai Le's legs quickly eased, making him feel much more relaxed.

"After all, training as a bodyguard is very hard, and learning some of these techniques is very helpful, but compared to your massage skills, it is far inferior."

The piccolo player's hands trembled slightly.

An important tradition of the Sirius team is that someone regularly conducts physical examinations on all team members. The piccolo player has naturally seen this.

She knew then and there that this thing hurt like hell.

Later, I was instigated by the eldest daughter and experienced it myself.

That really hurts.

The well-trained escort girl had to show an inappropriate expression in front of the young lady.

However, the effect was unexpectedly good. After a short period of pain, it was followed by a whole day of relaxation. Now the piccolo player couldn't say whether he would want to try it again.

Soon, after washing and changing clothes with the help of the escort girl, Bai Le sat back on his golden wheelchair and was pushed to Sirius's office.

In fact, he was thinking of just living in the training center, which would save him the trouble of commuting to and from get off work.

However, living in an office for a long time is actually quite stressful, and it will lead to a bad mental state in the long run, so someone finally chose the dormitory.

After all, the dormitory can still give people a little bit of "home" feeling.

Alas, I don’t know how my family in this world is doing now.

In the middle of the night, someone would occasionally think like this.

He is Bai Le, but not the Bai Le of this world.

It feels like being a person and not being a person at the same time.

It is precisely because of this mentality that someone has not been in contact with his family for all these years.

He didn't know how to deal with it.

Such thoughts passed by quickly like a shooting star. Bai Le had a lot of things to do now and had no time to be sentimental.

Especially since the Chrysanthemum Viewing Festival is coming, he has to take Oguri to Kyoto.

A week later, the White Emperor visited the Kyoto Racecourse again.

The specially made wheelchair was pushed by a grim-faced escort girl wearing a suit and sunglasses. Standing next to her was the ashy-haired monster Ogururo, who was now preparing to win the last of his classic triple crowns. The part below the knees was covered with a blanket, so you couldn't see what was inside.

Such a design naturally attracted the attention of all those who came to the venue for adaptation training.

Whether it's a horse girl or a trainer.

"The rumors are true."

Did he really sacrifice himself to take responsibility?

"I heard it was an accident."

“I don’t think it’s easy to say.”

"Oguruma looks to be in good shape."

"After all, it was that guy who discovered Uma Musume, and her performance was so good before."

“How should we deal with this?”

"Mr. Baidi is very handsome in a wheelchair."

"I think it tastes a bit sickly. Hiss, it looks delicious."

Amidst the whispers, Bai Le's wheelchair slowly passed through the crowd and headed towards Luomi Slope.

The planned field adaptation training began without any interruption.