Why was I assigned to be a horse girl?

This is probably what true beauty is like.

What's most amazing about humans is their imagination and their ability to fill in the blanks...

Therefore, what truly evokes human thought and imagination is not a completely visible expanse, but rather an imaginative space where everything is partially obscured.

As a passionate man who has been single for over twenty years, Kotobuki Toru quickly changed his sitting posture from a carefree cross-legged position to a more reserved knee-hugging position.

Although his rational mind told him that the phone screen wouldn't capture anything other than his face, Kotobuki Toru still changed the subject and teased, "Why aren't you wearing pajamas?"

On the other end of the phone, Fei Tu Hu Po lifted her long, wet hair, which resembled red coral in the water.

"My hair isn't dry yet, it'll get wet if I wear pajamas." Fei Tu Hu Po shook the stray hairs off her forehead uncomfortably, complaining with a pained expression, "Even using a towel can't completely dry it."

"Then use a hairdryer."

Fei Tu Hu Po's face instantly fell, and then the video window showed a piece of molten plastic that was already charred and still smoking.

"My hair dryer must have been too cheap and of poor quality. It overheated and short-circuited after only about ten minutes of use... If I hadn't reacted quickly, my hair would have been singed by this hair dryer!"

"People safe is good……"

On the other end of the phone, Hitoko Amber was still full of indignation. "And the racehorse girls are such a waste of water when they take baths... They feel cold if the water temperature is below 44 degrees Celsius, and they have so much hair. Just the amount of water used to wet their hair and tail is almost the same as the amount of water I used for my entire bath! At this rate, I'll have to recalculate my living expenses!"

Kotobuki shook his head helplessly. It was truly a case of some people being desperately thirsty while others were drowning in floods. The human women he knew would do anything and spend any amount of money to keep their hair.

On the contrary, when it came to Fei Tu Hu Po, she started to complain about the large amount of water used and the excessive gas consumption for boiling water...

"If you spend the money, you can always earn it back. Life is so short."

Fei Tu Hu Po wholeheartedly agreed, nodding and saying, "Make money, make money! Actually, the reason I called you so late was to ask what kind of pre-race training I should do if I were to participate in a draft horse race? Do I need to do anything like carbon supplementation?"

"Speak first, I don't have any practical experience either."

Kotobuki tilted her head and thought for a long time before tapping her knee and answering, "The horse-drawn carriage race mainly tests the horse girl's waist strength, leg strength, and core muscles, so I suggest you go to the gym..."

"I can't afford to go to the gym..."

"Um, that is the dolphin swimming style, knee bend and leg raise, plank with alternating arm and leg raises, and more."

"Wait a minute, isn't this an advanced human fitness technique? Can I use it too?"

Seeing that Hitotsu Kohaku wasn't so lacking in common sense when it came to exercise and fitness, Kotobuki Toru immediately nodded: "Then I'll get straight to the point. My suggestion is: of all the muscle training techniques you know, except for those that are easy to injure your tail and require a supine position, you should do at least five times the number of exercises that humans do... If you can still keep up after that, you can do extra training."

“No problem! I’ll start training like this from tomorrow… But I’ll still have to deliver food and work part-time, but I’ll definitely make sure there are five times as many as humans.”

Kotobuki Toru scratched his head in surprise. "Wow, you accepted it already? I was just about to say..."

According to textbooks, racehorse girls usually experience feelings of fear and negativity when faced with the amount of training they need to do, and they need others to comfort them.

The fact that Hitoko accepted everything so readily and decisively gave Kotobuki a long-lost feeling of being trusted.

Even though I'm not a formal professional trainer, and this is the first time I've met this person today...

But this feeling isn't bad at all.

Fei Tu Hu Po on the other end of the phone then asked, "By the way, what else did you want to say?"

"I had prepared a sentence to encourage you to train, but you already know what I mean, so I won't say it."

"No, I want to hear it."

Kotobuki Toru looked at the girl in the picture with a serious expression, even her ears were perked up, and said, word by word:

"Talent and background cannot give you well-developed legs and well-defined muscles; these can only be obtained through hard work and perseverance."

Actually, this was a sentence that Kotobuki Toru was preparing to say to his future self, someone responsible for his future.

Chapter Fifteen: The Legendary Safe Childbirth Method

"Yes! I heard you, I'll remember it well!"

After hearing Kotobuki Toru's words of wisdom, Hitoko Amber's lips twitched slightly as she carefully repeated Kotobuki Toru's words.

"Hey, thanks for the suggestion! I'll definitely remember it! That's a really great line! It's so powerful! I'll put it on my takeout bag tomorrow!"

Kotobuki Toru was a little embarrassed by the girl's enthusiasm: "No need for that, it's just a summary of things I've learned about encouraging students to study..."

Hitotsu Kohaku poked the phone camera with her fingertip, trying to express that she wanted to poke Kotobuki Toru on the other side of the phone: "You should be proud when you should be proud... I think you can totally say, 'I am a great trainer.'"

"Haha, don't flatter me. I haven't even finished my graduation thesis yet. Although I've already obtained my trainer's certificate, I don't have the courage to call myself a professional trainer."

"I don't have the courage to call myself a professional racehorse girl either. We're both just amateurs, aren't we?"

Holding the phone, Hitotsu Amber chuckled softly, looking at Kotobuki Toru on the other end of the video call. The girl pursed her lips: "Um, Kotobuki, could you please..."

"Didn't you call me Tou Tou? Why are you suddenly being so distant?"

"Oh right, TouTou..."

"What were you planning to ask me to do just now?"

This time, Fei Tu Hu Po smiled and shook her head: "I forgot! It's getting late! Remember to go to bed early and get up early for good health!"

"Yeah, you too. Don't be too nervous. Goodnight!"

"..."

Amber looked at the social media app, which had returned to the chat interface, and sighed softly, "What am I thinking? I want a trainer already?"

That depends on whether the other person thinks highly of you, right?

It is said that more than 70% of trainers will only work with one racehorse girl in their entire career, which means that the careers and fates of these trainers and racehorses are highly intertwined.

One glory and one glory.

Whether it's a person or a racehorse, they only have one professional career in their lifetime.

Even finding a temporary job requires an interview and mutual selection, yet I suddenly had the urge to invite Kotobuki Toru to be my trainer.

What level of awareness did you have when you said those words?

Can a mere amateur racehorse carry the weight of someone else's career?

Why would the other party choose me?

Feeling dejected by her own words, Fei Tu Hu Po buried her face in the buckwheat pillow she had made herself by picking buckwheat hulls.

"You can't exactly say, 'I'm cute, please be my trainer,' can you?"

After running around all day, hearing all sorts of comments, and occasionally glancing at herself in the mirror, even Hitotsu Amber had to admit... she really was an incredibly cute and beautiful girl with no flaws.

The conclusion that there are no blind spots was reached after I carefully examined myself while taking a shower.

"Ugh, what am I thinking...?"

To find a trainer, you at least need to demonstrate your value, right?

……

The next day, at 5:20 in the morning, Fei Tu Hu Po woke up on time.

There are many benefits to waking up early, such as finding cheap ingredients at suburban morning markets and being able to get breakfast orders with high delivery fees when delivering food...

All I can say is that Uma Musume truly lives up to her name. She only ran about 100 kilometers yesterday, but if it were a normal human, they would be lying in bed all day today.

But if it were Uma Musume Pretty Derby...

Fei Tu Hu Po sat on her bed and stretched her waist slightly. Her muscles and bones relaxed as if flowing water. The refreshing feeling made Fei Tu Hu Po subconsciously let out a comfortable hum.

Hitoko Amber felt that this distance was not yet her limit... but she didn't know how this level compared to other racehorse girls, or whether it would catch the trainer's eye.

"Forget about that for now, let's train! Only through hard work and perseverance can we achieve well-developed legs and well-defined muscles."

Hitoko Amber got up from the tatami mat and patted her cheeks.

"Wow~ This face is so soft..."

After happily playing with her soft, bouncy cheeks like a snowball, Fei Tu Hu Po changed into a slightly unisex old tracksuit, put on her sneakers, and ran out of the house.

Hitoko's apartment is located in a suburban area of ​​Sapporo. According to other neighbors, it is inconvenient to go shopping or go out because it is far from the city center. However, this disadvantage does not matter to Hitoko at all—she has no money and no time to go shopping anyway.

Moreover, being near the suburbs, the food and goods grown by the farmers are very cheap!

"One pound of rice, thank you! It doesn't need to be milled so finely, brown rice is fine, it's good for your stomach and intestines, and it's also filling."

"Could you sell me these rotten vegetable leaves for a discount? Or just give them to me for free? I can't possibly accept that... Am I that cute? Um, thank you."

Because she needed to exercise and deliver takeout at the same time, Fei Tu Hu Po only made herself a simple but substantial breakfast.

Uma Musume's powerful strength also came in very handy when cooking. Generally, to eat rice cakes or rice dumplings, you have to pound them with a hammer, but with Uma Musume's strong grip and hand strength, she can easily shape rice balls into rice cakes with just a little force.

"It really does prove that great strength can create miracles... If only I could mold a lump of charcoal into a diamond with my bare hands."

After casually remarking, Hito Amber wrapped the leftover rice cakes in a plastic bag and tossed them into her takeout bag, thus beginning a new day's journey.

Before the food delivery order arrived, Hitoko Amber's chosen morning exercise spot remained the same one she had a deep connection with: the Uma Musume Girls Park.

When we arrived at the park, it was deserted except for a solemn statue standing in the center of a pool, spouting water.

After glancing with a complicated expression at the three goddess statues that had also turned her into a water-spraying princess, Hitoko Amber began her self-training.

According to Kotobuki Toru, as a Uma Musume Girl, she needs to achieve five times the performance of a human, starting with weighted squats.

The average human being can do 70, so you should do more than 350!

"One, two..."

Without hesitation, Hitoko Amber embarked on her squatting journey, and while mechanically performing squats, she also gained a deeper understanding of herself.

Even though the old tracksuit was much looser on me, I found that the matching tracksuit pants were a bit tight around the hips when I did squats.

Sure enough, it wasn't just my pectoral muscles that got bigger.

So, is this what my classmates were talking about when they were discussing private topics... the "safe delivery type"?

"No, no! What am I thinking? I'm having distracting thoughts! That means I'm not exercising hard enough!"

Also, have I been overthinking things a lot lately?

Chapter Sixteen: The Competitive Spirit of a Horse Girl

Do 500 squats.

500 one-arm push-ups.

Do 500 lunge stretches.

……

After nearly two hours of intense training, Hitotsu Amber finally pulled herself out of her reverie.

Although I'd known for a long time that athletes with strong athletic abilities tend to have more wild thoughts and desires in certain areas, the way I found myself getting so carried away in that direction was terrifying...

To avoid letting her overthink things and creating an awkward situation, even during the break in her self-training session, Hito Amber didn't let herself be idle.

While soaking her feet in the fountain pool of the Three Goddesses to cool them down, she also started searching online for information and strategies about the horse-drawn carriage race.

Although a helpful prospective trainer would likely give me an excellent answer if I asked Kotobuki directly, I felt that I should first learn more about the subject myself and then ask Kotobuki with questions that I couldn't answer. This would show sincerity and respect for Kotobuki.

There aren't many rules for the draft horse competition. The most important rules are that there can be no physical contact with other riders and no illegal use of drugs. The rest is up to each rider to use their own unique skills.

Hitotsu Amber opened the recording of last year's horse race from the same period...

The racehorse girl in the picture is wearing a common school sports uniform, with thick leather shoulder pads on her shoulders and thick, safe-looking gloves on her hands. This is all the equipment the racehorse girl is wearing.

After the starter gave the signal, the racehorses would put the heavy, durable hemp rope over their shoulder guards, grab the ends of the rope with both hands, and begin to drag.

Steak!

[L-shaped hamburger!]

[Zero-calorie ice cream!]

The racehorses moved forward slowly but steadily, chanting strange cheers. The sleds connected to the other end of the rope made a creaking sound, typical of metal deforming, as the racehorses exerted their strength. The silver shovels ploughed deep and terrifying furrows in the dirt road.

This powerful scene, combined with the petite racehorse girls in front of the trailer and the cheering spectators in the stands, creates an explosive visual impact.

Even Hitoko Amber, who was a latecomer to the profession, was deeply moved by what she saw.

This is probably what people online often refer to as the competitive spirit of Uma Musume (a female horse racer).

[We must win! We must win! We must be stronger than all the other racehorse girls!]

This seemingly petty emotion, however, gives the racehorse girl the power to break through her limits: it makes her more agitated and excited than stimulants, and more able to make her forget all pain and fatigue than adrenaline.