Stop being a trainer!

It was as if I had seen this person before from somewhere, and there was a strange sense of familiarity.

Rather, it was precisely because of this strange sense of closeness that she decided to follow so directly.

If it was a normal situation, I would probably just wish the teahouse couple a happy relationship in my heart and then do what I need to do. After all, it is a relationship of sharing a club room, so there is no need to delve too deeply into it.

But now, Airi Hayabusa pretended to be an ordinary horse racing girl passing by and stood in the carriage, but her ears were trembling slightly, and she completely focused the conversation between the man and the tea seat in the other carriage into her ears.

"I'm sorry about what happened yesterday. I didn't expect to make you so angry."

"It's okay. We've already met and known each other. Isn't the game important? Let's watch it together and study it together. Takarazuka Kinen... I haven't watched it yet. But you, is it really okay to hide it from the person in charge? They won't be unhappy, right? They know that I watched the game with you alone."

"They are all good kids, they will understand. After all, I decided to do this for their own good. When I was young, I always laughed at adults, but when I really encountered a big change, I got to that position and understood why I made that choice."

"That's right, only time can tell... Ah! Don't look at me like this, I'm actually still very young, right? Really young, not really old."

"I know that horse girls are hard to be eroded by time. I understand."

"That's not what I meant! You did it on purpose!"

"..."

Isn't this total flirting?

Seeing the teahouse owner angrily stepping on the man and then apologizing in a low voice as if realizing something, Airi Suko felt her mouth was about to sour.

What the hell are you watching? Why do you have to watch Tea House flirting with others? And Tea House, are you changing your role too quickly? You were so easily coaxed into the palm of a man's hand? Where is the dignity of Umamusume?

After listening to the conversation on the train, the expression on Airi Hayabusa's face became more and more strange.

What is this?

The teahouse seemed to be completely unaware of Tresson's situation and kept asking some common sense questions in the car. The man answered them very friendly and laughed from time to time.

Even when we got off the train at Hanshin, we hadn't finished talking about Tresen yet, and were still laughing and talking. Even Airi Hayako was staggering a little. However, at this time, I heard the voice of the teahouse.

"...Hey, we're going the wrong way. This way."

'Oh, okay.'

Wait a minute, it looks like I’m going to lose you!

Seeing the figure turn back in an instant and disappear from the corner, Airi Suzuko subconsciously turned around and followed, walking to the corner.

However, the deep and dark alley was winding and rugged, and it was impossible to see who was hiding inside. Just when Elissa decided to walk into the alley, she heard a questioning voice behind her.

"Hasuko-san…? What are you doing here?"

"Ah, Tea House-kun, what a coincidence..."

You change clothes so quickly?

That’s not right. You already went in, how did you get out?

Looking at the confused Manchester City tea girl in a light yellow dress in front of her, Alice suddenly felt that her thoughts seemed a little confused.

Chapter 12: Doppelganger and Takarazuka Memorial (Third update!)

"Hasuko-san...are you doing something bad?"

Looking at the nervous Alice, Manchester City Tea House, who was wearing a floral dress, looked at her with suspicion.

Although she knew that the classmate who had occupied the club room had always behaved unreliably, she was still somewhat shocked that he had followed her directly to Hanshin.

After all, Manchester City Tea House had not told anyone about her plan. She intended to take advantage of this break to go to a coffee shop in the Hanshin area to taste and classify, which was a relatively private matter. As a result, when she turned her head, she saw Ali Hayako running into the alley cautiously.

So what exactly did she investigate? Her Manchester City tea house?

"Hasuko-san, I've said this many times, but—"

"It's a doppelganger! Tea seat!"

"what?"

"It's the doppelganger, Tea House, I saw it! The other you is walking with that man!"

"..."

Is this a deliberate provocation?

What new experimental project do you want me to try?

Looking at the excited Elissa who was pressing her shoulders with her hands, Manchester City Tea House frowned with some dissatisfaction.

"What doppelganger? Hayabusa-san, have you finally lost your ability to judge because of the black tea you drank?"

"It's true! You're wearing a black suit, a pleated skirt, and black stockings! You look very mature! You're dating that guy! It looks like they're going to the Hanshin Racecourse to watch the race!"

"So what on earth are you talking about—"

"No, she probably meant me."

For a moment, in that instant, it felt like the world had dimmed.

Hearing the hoarse voice of "tea house" coming from their ears, both of them shuddered.

It was as if the surroundings were shrouded in a layer of terrifying mystery and shadow, and countless chills began to spread from the heart to the limbs and bones.

That feeling was even more terrifying than the domain of the East Sea Emperor. If the domain of the East Sea Emperor was like controlling the dead, allowing people to see the horror of being dead and running, then this shadow went a step further.

It is the living underworld.

Only when the master of this domain has personally seen the underworld between life and death, or even crawled out of that hell, can he not be affected by that kind of despair.

Endless black shadows permeated the alley. Amid the howling of countless dead and corpses, a tall horse racing girl wearing a pure black suit, a pleated skirt, and a black stockings bodysuit, who looked quite mysterious and elegant, slowly walked out.

It's 'Manchester Tea House'.

Looking at the man with red eyes in front of him, Manchester City Tea House at the entrance of the alley was almost strangled by fear. He just stared blankly at the dead man in front of him who seemed to have crawled out of hell, unable to make a sound.

Because she had a secret that no one had ever told, but now, that secret was no longer a secret. She watched as a part of her eternal self turned around and looked at her.

It's the same.

We are all the same.

"It's amazing that there are girls who look so similar to me..."

Walking out from the depths of the alley, the figure with red eyes was filled with countless resentments. He reached out and touched Manchester City Tea House's cheek, carefully observing her cheek which was full of fear.

It's cold.

It seemed that due to the cold and damp atmosphere and weather in the alley, the palms wearing black mesh gloves also felt a chill.

But the other party seemed to be enjoying the coolness. In Manchester City Tea House's sight, the image of her friend and the horse girl in front of her gradually overlapped. The cold breath stimulated her spirit, making her instinctively stare at it all with wide eyes.

Then, she did nothing and put her hand down.

"Well, I see. I think I know what's going on. Is that part of me here with you? I thought that part of me had completely disappeared in that hell, but I didn't expect it to become a part of such a lovely little girl. The world is really wonderful."

"…You mean, the 'friend' thing?"

"Friend? The most desperate part of me is your friend?"

As if hearing an incredible word, his red eyes slightly bent, revealing a weird and creepy smile.

"Haha, my childhood suffering has become your friend? It seems that I am not as cruel as you thought... Really, I have only been in this country for 24 hours, how many surprises are you going to give me?"

"That, that!"

Mustering up the courage to look at the demon-like horse girl in front of him, Manchester City Tea House forced himself to steady his feet and make his expression look calm.

"Excuse me, who are you? What is your relationship with your 'friend'? And what is your relationship with the man next to you? Can you explain everything?"

"Hmm? Are you questioning me, kid?"

"...No, I was just asking."

Seeing the smile fade and the expression gradually become cold, Manchester City Tea House subconsciously turned his eyes away, then as if he thought of something, he looked into her red eyes stubbornly.

"I'm just curious!"

"Um……"

The tall horse racing girl in front of him was silent for a moment, stroking her chin, and looked in surprise at Manchester City Tea House who was mustering up the courage in front of her, and Elly Hayako who was hiding behind and trembling.

"As expected, it seems that I like you two very much. Otherwise, according to my previous habits, I would have kicked anyone who dared to ask me this question a long time ago... It's really strange. Although your school is old and run-down, and your behavior makes me very dissatisfied, how can I put it? I just have a feeling that I can't leave you alone."

"..."

"..."

The two junior high school horse racing girls didn't dare to say anything to the confused and terrifying figure.

Under the influence of such a terrifying and powerful field, it was a remarkable achievement for them to have the courage to have a conversation.

It was simply beyond their capabilities to question or even run. Fortunately, however, changes soon occurred.

"It's decided. You two, come with me to see the Takarazuka."

The terrifying figure in front of him quickly clapped his hands and grinned into a ferocious smile.

"Well! Just let that sucker pay. It's fun to see him always look so painful when he pays. Come, sister will take you to see it!"

But we all have our own things to do, right?

The two people wanted to refute this, but when they saw the figure smiling kindly, they wisely swallowed their words and followed obediently.

Chapter 13: Takarazuka Memorial Begins (Fourth Update!)

"..."

Why would simply inviting new employees to expand interpersonal relationships result in a huge loss of wallet?

Kato Akira looked at his wallet with horror, which had spent four large bills in an instant. Then, he looked with a look of despair at the three horse girls who were sitting in the front row holding horse girl snacks and eating them with gusto.

...So why is Golden Ship selling fried noodles here?

And why didn’t I encounter the golden ship?

Even apart from this mysterious question, why did Ning Jing inexplicably bring Aili Suko and Manchester City Tea House to him on Sunday and spend a large sum of money on him?

And it was obvious that Zhou Ri Ning Jing, the instigator, had no so-called guilt at all. She just ate fried noodles and occupied the best seat carelessly, then looked at Kato Ming and waved her hand, indicating that he should sit next to her. It was as if she had bought the ticket.

That seat should have been his, so why could Ning Jing sit there so leisurely and without any concern on Sunday?

Sitting next to Zhou Ri Ningjing with a bit of frustration, looking at the horse racing ladies doing warm-up exercises on the field, Kato Akira continued to think about various logical problems.

"Okay, stop looking so sad, have some?"

"I don't need to steal the horse girl's food."

"Oh, you're quite sensible."

Like a bohemian eldest child of the family, Ning Jing on Sunday just lay down on the seat, resting her head on Kato Akira's shoulder and her legs and feet on Aili Hayako and Manchester City Tea House, who also had bitter faces.

That wild look instantly attracted many eyes, but when they saw that it was Uma Musume, all the eyes disappeared. It seemed that for the people of this country, whatever Uma Musume did was very reasonable.

If you think about it carefully, it is true. Uma girls are basically all kinds of strange life forms, and their strange behavior does not seem to attract much attention. If it were a human, I think everyone would look at it, but in the case of Uma girls, there is also a Lu Mao selling fried noodles at the venue. I don't know where she came from.

"So? Who do you think will win?"

Lying sideways and eating fried noodles, this unruly female hooligan slurped the noodles while asking Kato Akira incoherently:

"Now that all the horse girls are on the field, judging from the trainer's perspective, who do you think will win this game?"

"It should be the resurrected Maruzenski, right?"

"Oh? Can you tell me why?"

"After all, it is a resurrected super sports car. It has quickly gained popularity and arrived at the Takarazuka Kinen in a short period of time. It is also the most popular car in this competition, so it is highly anticipated."

Kato Akira thought for a moment and said in a low voice.

Looking at the graceful red figure on the field, watching her walk onto the grass and blow a kiss to the stands, the entire venue was filled with waves of noisy noises.

Just after its comeback, it won the Mermaid Championship G3 Grand Prix with a six-horselength difference. The once red sports car has not decayed or rusted due to the passage of time. It even has a tendency to become stronger and stronger. Its strong posture and vitality make it clear at a glance that the red sports car has been completely resurrected.

And from the perspective of Uma Musume, although it is not true that those who have blossomed will be defeated by those who have not blossomed, the owners of blossoms and domains do have certain advantages in many races. Similarly, the red sports car Maruzenski, who can run on the track, has completed self-blooming and even showed a more powerful domain than ordinary domains in the G3 Mermaid Championship.

This horse girl who had the most regrets and unwillingness seemed to reach another level the moment she released herself. This is also one of the objects that Kato Akira pays special attention to.