The person in Uma Musume is Saint Seiya Torena!

"I've seen them flirt with you more than once, asking for kisses and so on. I can understand when they are in love with each other, but they are just learning. Please pay attention to the impact."

Tamamo Cross's words not only stunned Xiang Tianhai, but also stunned Shibumiya who was cleaning up on the side. Both of them were shocked. They both wondered if the pony girl in front of them had been replaced by a different person. The topic was too advanced.

"Master Xiang, can I borrow your bathroom for Xiaoyu to wash?"

Feeling very uneasy, Princess Shibumiya hurried to smooth things over. The topic her daughter brought up almost scared her to death as a mother. Her little daughter had grown up without her noticing and had started to talk about some mature topics.

"of course can."

Knowing that Shibumiya was giving him a way out, Xiang Tianhai naturally walked down the stairs. In fact, he also felt very embarrassed. After all, being pointed out by Tamamo's cross was somewhat shameful.

"I'll go get you some clean clothes. You should go in and wash first, or you'll be uncomfortable with all the sticky clothes on."

After pushing Tamamo Cross into the bathroom, Shibumiya quickly brought out some clean clothes, put them on the sink in the bathroom, and told his daughter to wash herself thoroughly.

Shibumiya lay down outside the bathroom door and listened for a while. After confirming that her baby daughter was taking a bath, she sat back in front of Xiang Tianhai and looked at the little man in front of her with a complicated expression.

"Xiaoyu is right about one thing. You have to be careful about the impact. That is Tresen Academy, a place for horse girls to study and train."

Knowing the character of her little man, Shibumiya did not want to say anything harsh. She was very clear that the man in front of her had some flaws in his character and was too soft-tempered, so he would always be taken advantage of by young horse girls.

"No, in fact I have already done so. Qianming and the others have been dishonest these days, and I have already taught them a lesson. As for what Xiaoyu said, it should be the student union's business."

Xiang Tianhai was certainly shocked that the Tamamo Cross Society brought up such a topic. Thinking back carefully afterwards, it seemed that there had been a lot of rumors since he and Maruzenski disappeared for an hour. The little pony girl must have been annoyed by those gossips.

"That's good."

Seeing Xiang Tianhai admit it obediently, Zhi Shenggong didn't want to say anything more. The little man in front of him was not someone who couldn't distinguish the priorities. He would know what to do after a simple explanation.

Shibumiya picked up the rag beside her and continued to wipe the hot cocoa until a hand touched her feet. She knew whose hand it was without looking back. Only one person could have that palm warmth.

"Stop making trouble, Xiaoyu is still taking a bath in there."

Thinking that Xiang Tianhai had some sexual intentions, Zhi Shenggong angrily slapped that hand away. She didn't want her daughter to see that kind of thing, so she tried to keep her relationship with Xiang Tianhai a secret for as long as possible.

"No, I just noticed that you scraped off your nail polish. I have no interest in you now. I only have Buddha in my heart."

Xiang Tianhai picked up the Buddhist beads seriously and chanted Buddhist scriptures. He closed his eyes and didn't look at Zhishenggong who was offended by his words. He carefully twisted the Muluanzi Buddhist beads.

"I hope you still have Buddha in your heart later."

Zhishenggong threw down the rag in his hand, and pulled Xiang Tianhai to an angle where he couldn't be seen from the bathroom. He reached his cold little hand in from top to bottom, determined to teach the man pretending to be an old monk a lesson.

"See you later, ma'am."

Xiang Tianhai opened his eyes, blinked at Zhishenggong, pointed his left index finger at her forehead, and disappeared into the room.

Shibumiya was teleported back to her bedroom with a bewildered look on her face. When she came to her senses, her face turned red. She was really angry and decided to starve the heartless little man to death tomorrow morning!

Pegasus.154 Meteor Conference

The founder of a certain foundation tried every possible means to appease the angry big reed-haired horse girl, and asked the small reed-haired horse girl to leave his room, preparing to interview the last horse girl of the Saint team. At the same time, the Meteor Foundation he founded was holding an emergency meeting.

"Ahem, be quiet."

The online video conference was hosted by Fighter, the second-in-command of the Meteor Foundation. Saint-Rite would not attend the meeting for personal reasons, so the full authority was handed over to Fighter, who would make all decisions.

Looking at the horse girls in various divisions on the screen, the fighter felt a ripple in his heart. Not long ago, they all worked at the Meteor Foundation headquarters, but now they have all gone their separate ways to develop in other places.

"It's been a long time since we last met. I am grateful to all of you for your hard work and dedication in your respective positions on behalf of Acting President Saint-Leite. I am very grateful for your outstanding contributions to the operation and development of the Meteor Foundation."

The fighter stood up and bowed to express his gratitude, and so did the horse girls who were in their respective meetings, all standing up and applauding, celebrating together.

When the fighters sat down, all the horse girls moved in unison, as if they had rehearsed it countless times, and sat down together with their hands on the table.

"This meeting is not an annual meeting. I believe you have all received the relevant documents explaining the specific reasons for holding this meeting. Now, please discuss the first topic in your hands."

The fighter flipped open the documents on the table and tapped his index finger on the table, making a crisp sound. He waited patiently for the horse girls from various branches on the big screen to give him a result.

In a field of vision that no one could see, the fighter covered her abdomen with her left hand and kneaded it gently, with a flash of unwillingness in her eyes. In the end, she still failed.

The Meteor Foundation has four main branches and one headquarters. The headquarters is naturally located in Paris, France. The remaining four branches are in North America, England, Australia and China.

Those who can attend this meeting are all horse girls who can leave a mark in the Meteor Foundation, or in the world, and they are all discussing the topic of "Subsequent distribution of auction funds."

The discussion lasted neither long nor short. Within ten minutes, all branches finished their discussion and began reporting from North America. The representative spokesperson was the Acting President of North America, Tornado.

"Regarding the subsequent distribution of the auction funds, North America hopes to receive half of the funds to operate the branch and train outstanding young horse girls."

Hearing the whirlwind lion's big request, the fighter silently crossed her hands and waited for the following text. If he dared to ask for half of the funds without a specific plan and process, she would definitely reject the application!

"The newcomer Secretariat has been outstanding in my North American Foundation Chapter. His strength has improved by leaps and bounds recently. In the most recent internal competition, he was able to beat all the horse girls, including me."

What Tornado said was like a depth charge, lighting the fuse of the meeting. The horse girls from various branches who had been listening quietly began to discuss in low voices, and they all had the same expression of surprise and shock on their faces.

According to the subsequent regulations of the Meteor Foundation, when a horse girl can beat all the horse girls in a branch, she will become the president of that branch. The concept of agency does not exist, and her strength is her capital to become the president.

"…I'll give you 40%."

The fighter waved her hand. As the second-in-command of the Meteor Foundation, she would definitely not allocate funds casually, let alone half of the funds for this auction. She could only give 40% at most.

"Manager Fighter, the Secretariat is really hard-working and excellent. As long as we use resources to cultivate him well, he will definitely become the new president of the General Association, not the acting president."

Tornado's words were too bold and scary. Everyone who was originally discussing in a low voice fell silent and looked at Tornado on the screen with the eyes of a warrior. The other party really dared to say anything.

"Thirty percent!"

The fighter rapped the table with her index finger knuckle and stared at Tornado on the screen. If she wasn't in a meeting and the other party wasn't there, she would have beaten Tornado to vent her anger.

If it were any previous whirlwind, she would have definitely stopped right there and then, but the examples and the things that he told her after he came back from the raid made her feel very uncomfortable, so she had to go against the fighter's wishes in this meeting.

"You just said 40%. Going back on your words is not what a qualified leader should do. Thank you for the approval of 40% of the auction funds by the Fighter Director. The North American branch is grateful."

Now even the most natural horse girl realized that something was wrong with Tornado's condition today. There were no more than a handful of horse girls in this world who dared to challenge fighters, and Tornado was obviously not one of them.

"...Next one."

The gagged fighter could only suppress her anger. She made note of the fact that Tornado wanted to change the president. She would teach her a lesson when she found a chance in the future. Anyone who dared to mention changing the president was making things difficult for her, the fighter!

"…The British branch does not need the funds from this foundation. The current cash flow of the branch is good, and there is still a lot of surplus."

"Reconsideration."

"Reconsideration."

As if it was pre-arranged, the remaining three branches did not receive all the funds from the auction, and they all said that their branches were not short of money and did not need funding.

"Humph."

After getting the result that the three branches didn't charge any money, the fighter snorted coldly, glanced at Tornado who seemed nonchalant, and then turned to the next text.

"The first topic is over. Now let's start the second topic, "The Meteor Festival Direct Invitation and Date Issues". The direct invitation issue is still the same as before, either the Triple Crown event or the five G1s."

"The key point is the date of this meteor commemoration. The goddess asked us to confirm the specific date and announce it. At the same time, there is also a new rule that everyone needs to pay attention to."

"If this year's Meteor Foundation is scheduled to take place after November in the second half of the year, then if a triple crown horse girl is born this year, she will be directly qualified to participate and will be given a set of winning clothes..."

Looking at the information written in black and white, the fighter did not choose to read it in full, but just briefly said that she felt angry when she saw the "Golden Palace Series", but because this was a rule set by the three goddesses, even she could not refute it.

The horse racing girls from various branches also saw the documents on hand and discussed them in low voices, with envy in their eyes. Many of them lamented that they were born many years too early and missed out on such good welfare regulations.

"The North American branch proposed October 24th."

Zhi! Tornado, are you crazy!? *N

Live in Bengbu!

Even the Uma Musume who is good at expression management can't help but stare at Tornado's face. They all wonder if Tornado swallowed a ton of dynamite to come to the meeting today. He is so angry that he has to offend the fighter. Isn't this asking for trouble?

"Rejected, next one!"

The fighter rejected Tornado's proposal without even thinking about it. No matter from a personal or official perspective, she would not agree with Tornado's proposal. At the same time, she also made a note of Tornado in her heart.

All the horse racing ladies of the Meteor Foundation know what October 24th represents. It is the birthday of a certain founder who is still hanging around out there. So far, the Meteor commemorations have never been set on this day, let alone in October.

The main reason for not holding the Meteor Memorial Tournament in October is related to various local competitions. There are also more G1 competitions in October. At the same time, it is also because the last championship of Japan's Triple Crown series is in October, which is unfair to the players who may become Triple Crown Ma Girls this year to participate in the competition.

The Meteor Foundation advocates fairness, justice and openness. It emphasizes fairness in everything and does its best to achieve balance and coordination to avoid situations that are disadvantageous to individual horse girls.

The entry threshold is already high, and if the contestants are made uncomfortable, the Meteor Foundation's half-century-old reputation will be in tatters and it will be condemned by the outside world.

Tornado, whose proposal was rejected, shrugged her shoulders with an indifferent look on her face. She came here today just to disgust the fighter. On the one hand, her men got beaten up, and on the other hand, this high-handed horse girl really got the winning dress.

The news that the fighter got the Winged Pegasus from Pegasus caused a lot of controversy within the Meteor Foundation, but no one had the courage to find the fighter to confirm whether it was the first edition of the Winged Pegasus decisive suit. After all, the last item in the auction was the new Winged Pegasus decisive suit.

"November?" said the acting president of the British branch uncertainly.

The fighter looked at the horse girl who was speaking. She felt that the other party looked a little unfamiliar. She searched her memory but couldn't find the corresponding name.

It doesn't matter if you can't remember the name of your colleague. The fighter has a solution, which is to look up information on the spot to determine who the opponent is.

"I remember you are Flying fox?"

It didn't take the fighter long to find the name of the horse girl with half red and half black hair. She was the winner of the British Classic Triple Crown. She joined the team a little late, so it was normal that she didn't remember it.

There are so many horse girls in the Meteor Foundation that the fighter doesn't dare to guarantee that she can recognize them all, but if she remembers correctly, the original president of the British branch should not be Flying fox, but Lord Lyon.

"Yes, the Fighter Supervisor calls me Feihu. You can call me Xiaofei or Xiaohu."

Feihu took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead. This was also her first time attending a meeting as acting president. She usually slacked off in the back, but this time she felt a lot of pressure facing the second-in-command.

"Where is Lord Lyon?"

The fighter looked at the screen of the British branch and found that there were many unfamiliar faces, none of whom she could remember their names, and there were fewer of her usual acquaintances.

hiss!

Feihu took a deep breath, she was afraid that the fighter would ask her where Lord Lyon, the head of the British Meteoric Foundation, had gone.

"My Lord, she was not feeling well, so she didn't come to the meeting..."

As Feihu told lies, his heartbeat quickened. He avoided the fighter's gaze and didn't dare to meet his gaze. In his heart, he prayed to God asking the fighter not to delve into the matter.

"My Lord is not feeling well. What about Xiao? Why didn't she come either?"

The new questions raised by the fighter almost made Feihu have a cardiac arrest. He quickly looked at his colleagues at the table and found that Western Australia really hadn't come!

"..."

The horse girl sitting next to Feihu kicked her lightly with her foot, and calmly showed her what she had written in her notebook, informing her acting president what the horse girls who were not present were doing.

Feihu's eyesight at this moment was several times better than usual. She quickly read the information written on the notebook and her heart immediately sank. She had been fooled!

The lord had agreed to skip work today to go for a drink. Drinking was not a big deal. The point was that the president of the British branch dragged Western Australia and other horse girls to drink together, leaving himself, a horse girl with relatively rich information, behind with the other horse girls.

God knows why the fighter called an emergency meeting. Feihu spoke as little as possible and didn't dare to think about asking for money. She just pretended not to know and waited for the lord to come back after drinking and let her go to the fighter to ask for money in private!

"explain."

All the horse girls present shuddered because of the fighter's questioning. Even Tornado, who had confronted the fighter today, couldn't help but grab his wrist. Usually, when the fighter spoke in a cold voice like this, she was the angriest, and no one could persuade her.

Even when Pegasus was still around, it was hard to calm down the fighter when he got angry, not to mention that the founder of the foundation was still fooling around outside, and no one could calm down the fighter's temper.

"Both the Lord and WA are unwell..."

Feihu, who had almost buried her head in the table, chose to hold on, refusing to tell the fighters that the president, supervisor and others of their British branch had gone out for a drink, and had also invited the North American horse girls who had come to exchange ideas to go drink with them.

Now there is only one big cat left in the British branch, and he brought a group of kittens to attend the emergency meeting. Feihu was really about to faint. He obviously wanted to use his authority to show his power today, but he didn't expect to run into the hands of a fighter.

"...Tornado, tell her what the punishment for deceiving her superiors is."

The fighter closed her eyes and stopped looking at Feihu. She directly called on her former subordinates to answer the questions. She felt a little tired. No wonder Shengliet became forgetful. Having colleagues like this would really make her angry.

"Give me an example. You answer it."

Today, Tornado was determined to fight the fighter to the end, so he sold the example of the girl sitting next to him and asked the horse girl who was well versed in laws, regulations and internal rules to answer the question. She would not agree with the fighter!

"Usually, the penalty is a fine. If the concealment and deception are serious, the heaviest punishment is expulsion from the organization. A lighter punishment is eating puffer fish sashimi."

Yu Shi looked at Feihu with pity. His horse ears kept trembling, especially when he heard that he was expelled. He almost collapsed on the chair. If the horse girl next to him hadn't supported him, he would have slipped under the table.

"Then deduct three years' salary and eat a meal of puffer fish sashimi. Now can you tell me where they went?"

The fighter, who was already in a bad mood, crossed her legs and stared at the sweaty Feihu. Even if she couldn't hold the meeting today, she had to know what the top leaders of the British branch were doing. She needed someone to cover for her during a meeting.

“They are indeed not feeling well…”

Now that the punishment has been handed down, Feihu cannot say what Lord and others have been doing, otherwise wouldn’t his punishment be in vain?

"Bang!"

The door of the British branch's meeting room was kicked open from the outside, and horse girls holding wine bottles walked in one after another. One of the horse girls wearing round glasses hugged Feihu's neck and stuffed the mouth of the wine bottle into her mouth.

"Come on, Feihu, try this fruit wine too. It has three flavors!"

The fighter kept a dark face throughout the meeting and attacked like a dictator. He finalized all the topics in no time and the Meteor Memorial Tournament was also scheduled for the last day of the year.

"All the horse girls who participated in the drinking will have their salaries cut in half, and will be fined three meals of puffer fish sashimi. Their respective branches are not allowed to ask the headquarters for any funds this year, except for the issue just discussed."