Tresen Red Line Domination

Zhong Ming thought.

Zhong Ming walked to the middle of the room and pulled the switch of the chandelier twice. The light dimmed and then lit up again. He said, "When you lie on the tatami at night, you can just use your toes to pull it down to turn off the light. That's what I did."

Zhong Ming smiled.

Xiao Limao nodded seriously, indicating that he had learned it.

"I usually make breakfast. After all, nutrition is very important for the athletes. Our morning exercises are very early and Tresen's canteen is not open yet, so I have to cook it." Zhong Ming said.

Although Little Chestnut eats a lot, he only makes breakfast for her, and it probably doesn't cost him much of his savings in a month.

"Yeah." Xiao Limao's eyes lit up as he looked at Zhong Ming.

The trainer was willing to help her cook, he was indeed a good person.

"Trainer, can we start training now?" Xiao Limao looked at Zhong Ming and asked.

"Now? You just moved in today. Don't you need to take a rest?" Zhong Ming asked. Seeing the tenacity in Xiao Limao's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then grinned.

"Okay, then don't think my training is that easy. Come to my room and do 100 squats and 100 push-ups first..."

……

The moon rose from the east and cast silver light in the center of the night sky. In one of the millions of houses in Kasamatsu, the lights were on and two people were doing night training.

"You have already done enough physical training. Further training will only delay tomorrow's training, but this does not mean the end of the training. Next is imagination training..." Zhong Ming said solemnly to Xiaolimao while sitting in his room with his legs crossed.

Xiao Limao knelt and sat opposite Zhong Ming. There was no chair in Zhong Ming's room, so the two could only sit opposite each other like this.

"Imagination training?" Oguruma tilted his head.

"That's right. The horse girls at the Tresen headquarters also adopt this kind of training when they are injured. They imagine how their brains will react when they imagine themselves competing with their opponents. Strong players can even make their imaginary opponents seem to materialize." Zhong Ming explained.

Looking at Xiaolimao's still confused eyes, Zhong Ming stood up, punched the air, and then swung back and forth as if he was in a ring, as if there was an opponent in front of him.

As Zhong Ming moved, it seemed as if a human-shaped boxer really emerged in the air in front of him.

Zhong Ming punched the phantom away and explained to Xiao Li Mao: "I can only do this superficially. I can't do it like in the comics. After all, I am just an ordinary person."

Oguruma hesitated for a moment. Although she was not as good at complaining as Shining Glory, she knew that now was not the time to simply say "Oh, so that's it".

But she also understood what Zhong Ming meant, but she still couldn't learn it after trying several times.

“It’s okay if you can’t do it. This is not a necessary skill for all horse girls. It just means that you have a more suitable training method.” Zhong Ming shrugged and looked at the moon in the night sky outside the window.

"Let's stop here for today's training. I'll make you some midnight snack. Can you eat cilantro?"

"Sure!" said Little Chestnut Hat with shining eyes.

Zhong Ming smiled, walked to the kitchen counter and started a fire. The room suddenly became quiet without any conversations discussing training. Xiao Limao sat quietly, with only the humming sound of the induction cooker heating up.

Zhong Ming was a little uncomfortable with the sudden silence. After thinking for a while, he asked Xiao Limao, "You train so hard, do you have any goals you want to achieve?"

Xiao Limao withdrew his gaze from the carrots on Zhong Ming's cutting board, thought for a moment and said, "No, I don't want anything in particular. I'm happy enough just because I can run. When I was a kid, I couldn't even walk. It was my mother who massaged my knees and ankles every day that gradually enabled me to run. So... just being able to run makes me happy."

The sharp weapon galloping on the field, the soft knees and ankles are not a gift from God, but the fruit of mother's love... right?

Zhong Ming looked at the faint smile on Xiao Limao's face and couldn't help but smile too.

Hearing Zhong Ming's laughter, Xiao Limao came back to his senses, his face flushed, and he lowered his head and asked, "Am I weird like this?"

"No, this is the most normal way." Zhong Ming stirred the noodles in the pot with chopsticks and looked at the boiling water in the pot. "Many people forget their original wishes and get lost in desires during their efforts. Only those who can stick to their original wishes can truly grow. Keep going, Xiaolimao. Your mother will be proud of you. Although I am just your trainer... but if you can stick to your original intention,

I,

You will be proud of it, too.”

Zhong Ming seldom expressed his inner thoughts so bluntly. Perhaps it was because Xiao Limao was too cute, or because she had very few expressions, or perhaps it was because the atmosphere suddenly became good, so Zhong Ming spoke out.

But after he finished speaking, he still scratched his head a little shyly and said, "Just forget the last sentence."

Xiao Limao was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while and said: "If I can make Zhong Ming proud, I will work hard, because Zhong Ming is the best trainer for me."

Just like Zhong Ming’s outspokenness, she also spoke her mind bluntly.

Instead of calling the trainer, shouldn’t you be calling Zhong Ming?

Zhong Ming stopped talking, looked down at the cooked noodles, a faint smile on his face.

It seems that training together is fruitful, at least it has brought them closer together.

"Okay, in that case, let's take down Donghai Dabi and show them the strength of Lumaoma Xiaolimao!"

In the small room, the two challenged the highest competition in the East China Sea region.

Zhong Ming cooked the noodles quickly. When he was about to ask Xiaolimao if she wanted another bowl, he looked up and saw that she had finished eating and fell asleep on the tatami.

Is training too tiring?

Zhong Ming had no choice but to give his bed to her and sleep on the bed that was originally given to Xiao Limao.

Zhong Ming raised his foot and grabbed the chandelier cord with his toes and pulled it down to turn off the light.

"Den."

The room darkened.

Well, that'll do.

Zhong Ming closed his eyes with satisfaction and turned on the air conditioner, which he had rarely used to save electricity, so that Xiao Limao could sleep more comfortably. Soon he fell asleep in the cool air.

The moon had traveled another quarter of its way to the center of the night sky. Xiao Limao's ears twitched, and he woke up rubbing his sleepy eyes. He was about to finish his noodles, only to find that Zhong Ming had already cleaned them up and put them on the stove.

Xiao Limao looked at Zhong Ming, who was sleeping at a distance from her on the other side of the small room, and found that he was sleeping soundly. She couldn't help but start observing this room, which she had been concentrating on exercising and had no time to look at.

Although the room was a bit old, it was very clean. There was no dust in the corners and windowsills. The blue quilt covering me exuded a warm scent from the sun and the smell of orchid-scented laundry detergent.

On the table next to him were a notebook and a pen, on which were written Zhong Ming's thoughts and summary of the training.

Xiao Limao walked to the table and saw a photo on it. It was a group photo of Zhong Ming and other people Xiao Limao didn't know. It seemed that when they graduated from high school, someone pulled a banner at the school gate that read "The Seventeen-time Champion Graduates Today, Ming King Descends!" Zhong Ming covered his face with one hand, speechless and ashamed. Other people wearing the same school uniform looked at Zhong Ming and smiled.

Ming Wang, the same name as that horse girl.

There was a photo album on the corner of the table. Xiao Limao took it and opened it. Inside were photos of Zhong Ming in various competitions. He was serious and focused on the field. Xiao Limao realized belatedly that his trainer seemed to be a little different from other trainers.

At the very end of the album, Xiao Limao saw a handwritten message from Zhong Ming.

"Although I didn't become a world-class player until the end of high school, I was not disappointed for some reason. Perhaps from the beginning, I worked hard with my classmates because of my love for sports. So even in this world where sports are not popular, I feel very satisfied. I am proud of my teammates and myself."

This is what he just said... thought Xiao Limao.

She saw a sentence crossed out at the end: If possible, I would like to step onto the court again, but unfortunately I probably can't do it.

Xiaolimao was stunned for a moment, then turned back and saw Zhong Ming's persistent and focused eyes during the game.

If this is the wish that he cannot fulfill alone, then I will help him realize it... Oguruma suddenly thought to herself. Standing in front of the desk, she looked back at Zhong Ming who was sleeping soundly on the tatami. The silvery moonlight slanted in from the window and illuminated her cheeks.

Because I decided.

I want to be his horse girl.

Chapter 14: Coming to him again

In the early morning, sunlight shines through the swaying green leaves into Zhong Ming's home.

Zhong Ming looked at the bowls piled up to the ceiling in front of him and realized that he had been careless.

"Bubble, bubble..." Oguruma's mouth puffed up on both sides and she chewed the food in a very contrasting and beautiful girl style.

But Zhong Ming fell into deep thought as he looked at his bankbook which was empty again. Did he have any misunderstanding about Uma Musume's appetite before? She could eat so much, so she must not be human.

"Have you finished eating? We are going to start morning exercises." Zhong Ming asked Xiao Limao who put down his bowl.

"Didn't we just finish the appetizer?" Xiao Limao was stunned for a moment and tilted his head.

"Saiyama, please wait a moment. I'll go buy some noodles." Zhong Ming said after a moment of silence.

Morning exercises are jogging around the Nagara River and Mt. Kinka to warm up, followed by targeted training. Zhong Ming follows behind Oguruma, watching her posture to see if there are any mistakes and preventing her from getting injured accidentally. No matter what sport, injury is the biggest enemy of the athletes. In front of this devil who may appear at any time, even the age factor that makes countless athletes sigh has to come second.

On top of Jinhua Mountain.

"The warm-up ends here. Massage your knees and ankles first. Your soft knees and ankles are your weapons, but they will be damaged if you don't maintain them in time." Zhong Ming said to Xiao Limao who was sweating from running.

"Yeah." Xiao Limao nodded. The sportswear she was wearing was thrown into the washing machine by Zhong Ming last night and washed clean. Now it looked much fresher.

Oguruma sat on the bench at the top of the mountain and rubbed her knees slowly to relieve the strain brought by the exercise. She looked at Zhong Ming who walked to the edge of the railing at the top of the mountain and looked down at the Kasamatsu scenery. Although he had run here with her, there was no sweat on his body.

Xiaolimao couldn't help but think of Xinxin Guanghui's words. Could it be that Zhong Ming is really an alien?

But even if she is an alien, Zhong Ming is her trainer.

Zhong Ming turned around and saw her massage situation and said, "You are not skilled in massage. If you continue like this, you will be late. Let me help you."

Xiao Limao was stunned for a moment. Before she could react, Zhong Ming had already walked up to her, squatted down, and kneaded her knees. His fingers were powerful and the acupuncture points were precise. It felt as if a warm current was flowing through her legs, which immediately relieved a lot of the soreness in her muscles.

"Your technique is very skilled." Little Chestnut Hat couldn't help but say, "It's better than my mother's."

While massaging her legs, Zhong Ming said, "Of course, I was a player before, after all, and I also had to massage my teammates, so it's natural for me to have this ability."

However, Uma Musume’s legs are whiter and thinner than men’s legs. She clearly has more explosive power than many people, so where does the muscle support for these legs come from?

Zhong Ming thought about it and decided that it might be the same as his superpower sports.

Didn't he also occasionally drive the Zone to play basketball, pitch baseballs at 200 km/h, and cross the Pacific Ocean with Swordfish?

Although it's not as rare as Uma Musume, it can still explain it to some extent.

Xiaolimao looked at Zhong Ming's serious expression as he was massaging her. Although he did a good job, she still felt a little uncomfortable with a man kneading her legs, even someone as slow-witted as Xiaolimao felt a little uncomfortable.

My mother seemed to say that I shouldn’t let strangers touch me… thought Xiao Limao.

But Zhong Ming gave her food and was a good man, so he should not be considered a stranger.

After a few minutes of massage, Zhong Ming heard the sound of running on the mountain path behind him. He turned around and saw a horse racing girl doing morning exercises. She had the same gray hair as Xiao Limao and was also riding a reed-haired horse. The difference was that her eyes were naturally fierce.

Fujimasa March.

Fujimasa March was stunned when she saw Zhong Ming and Oguruma. She didn't expect that someone would reach the top of Jinhua Mountain before her, and it was Oguruma who had lost to her before.

"Haven't you changed your shoes yet?" Fujimasa wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked unhappily while looking at the spare running shoes on Oguruma's feet.

"I'm going to buy it today." Zhong Ming said.

Fujimasa March's expression eased a little when he heard this. He walked up to Oguruma and said fiercely, "I will definitely defeat you next time. I am the horse girl who will set foot on the East Sea Darby."

Xiao Limao was stunned for a moment, and replied seriously: "I won't lose, because I have made an appointment with Zhong Ming to win the East Sea Darby."

Fujimasa March sneered: "If you don't have such a heart, I won't bother to provoke you. Come to the Youth Crown Tournament, I will prove that I am the real number one."

"I will." Little Chestnut nodded.

Because Zhong Ming had signed up before.

Fujimasa seemed very satisfied with Oguruma's reply. She turned around and continued running from another mountain path. Halfway through the run, she was stunned. The trainer from Oguruma didn't seem to be sweating at all, and there was no transportation nearby. How did he get up there?

I ran up without breaking a sweat...

Fujimasa looked at the rugged and winding mountain path. Even a horse girl couldn't run up it easily, and it was naturally impossible for the trainer to be an ordinary human.

...I'm overthinking it.

Fujimasa March continued running down the mountain.

Zhong Ming and Xiao Limao rested for a while on the top of the mountain and returned to Tresen College. Instead of rushing into training, they called out Xin Xin Guanghui and went to the shoe store to buy running shoes for Xiao Limao.

Xin Xin Guang Hui's family owns a running shoe store, and having guidance from an industry insider like her will definitely help them avoid a lot of detours. After all, Zhong Ming only knows how to train, but the textbooks don't tell them how to help a horse girl choose running shoes and horseshoes.

Why does it need horseshoes when it is clearly in human form? Zhong Ming thought.

Walking towards the mall, Zhong Ming's eyes trembled a little when he saw the running shoes with price tags of several zeros, but what frightened him even more was that the promotional photo used by this mall was the photo of Ming Wang smiling with one hand on the camera.

"What's going on with this photo? Did they get the portrait rights?!" Zhong Ming was shocked and angry.

“I don’t know about that, but there seems to be a rumor that Ming Wang is a horse girl from Kasamatsu, so all the shops in Kasamatsu hang her photos at the door. A horse girl who just debuted is so famous.” Shining Glory sighed.

But Zhong Ming doesn't want Ming Wang to become more famous. He just wants to earn some bonus. Now the greater Ming Wang's fame is, the more of a threat it poses to him.

Trying not to look at the huge promotional photo of King Ming that fell from the fifth floor to the first floor, Zhong Ming and the two horse racing girls walked into the running shoe store.

Xiao Limao stopped in front of a pair of pink running shoes. She was very fond of the girlish pink running shoes.

Shining Shining brought over a pair of all-black running shoes and said, "This pair is more suitable for Xiaoli's running style."

But it is also more expensive... When Zhong Ming saw that the pair of shoes in Xin Xin Guang Hui's hand started with 8, a full five digits, he almost couldn't recover.

But after all, it was for Xiaolimao's training, so Zhong Ming also set aside a portion of his last bonus to help her buy equipment.