The person in Uma Musume is Saint Seiya Torena!

The fighter who originally planned not to pay still gave all the money due to the old friendship. Finally, she glanced at the lord who was pretending to be drunk. She knew how much he could drink. Could he be so drunk with just a little fruit wine?

After all, she had informed the senior management about today's meeting long ago, and it was obvious that the Lord went out to drink on purpose. As for the reason, the fighter could guess it, it was nothing more than the auction and the winning suit she got.

"If there is no objection, the meeting shall be adjourned."

As the various branches disconnected from the Internet, the fighter breathed a sigh of relief, took out her cell phone and called Xiang Tianhai. She had something to ask him.

Pegasus.155 Pain Mask

"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Aldan."

After sending away the mother and daughter of Lu Mao, Xiang Tianhai tidied up his appearance. Shibumiya came in for the second time and kicked himself twice in anger. In order to prevent Mejiro Aldan from noticing that anything was wrong, it was necessary to adjust his personal image.

"It's okay, Torena, you've worked hard too."

The gentle Aldan shook her head. She didn't mind waiting downstairs for a long time. Rather, she was very nervous. It was her first time staying in a boy's house. Living under the same roof with the person she loved was like a dream.

Although her grandmother asked her to seize the opportunity, whether it was her sister Gao Feng or herself, as long as Xiang Tianhai could be brought back to the Mejiro family, everything would be negotiable.

"I'm actually fine."

Xiang Tianhai's eyes drifted towards his charging mobile phone. Someone was calling him. With his excellent eyesight, he looked strange after seeing the name of the caller.

Normally speaking, fighters basically won't call me. Even if they want to contact me, they will send messages instead of hanging up the phone. What's more, there is a time difference between me and the other party, so they shouldn't call me.

Mejiro Aldan also noticed that Xiang Tianhai's phone screen lit up. From the distance, she could barely make out that it was an English ID, which made her curious.

She was a little confused as to where these people her Torena knew came from and why they all popped up from the ground one after another like radishes.

Xiang Tianhai now has several choices. The first choice is to ignore it, pretend he doesn't know, and ignore the call from the fighter.

The second option was to answer the call, but before answering it he asked Mejiro Aldan to wait for him for a moment. He also had to run to the bathroom to talk to the fighter quietly to prevent the soft horse girl in front of him from hearing any important information.

The third option is to refuse the call, which is the worst option. If Xiang Tianhai dares to refuse the fighter's call, there is no guarantee that this old friend with a hot temper will fly to his doorstep overnight to block him.

"...Torena, you won't answer it? What if the other party has something urgent?"

The lady from a noble family, Mu Bai Aldan, didn't quite understand why Xiang Tianhai didn't answer the phone. The person on the other end of the line had clearly called for the third time, and her trainer just sat there staring at the phone screen.

"In fact, if the other party really has an urgent matter, it would be fine. I'm just afraid it's not an urgent matter."

After hesitating for a long time, Xiang Tianhai finally picked up the phone under the puzzled gaze of Mubai Aldan, and asked the blue-haired and purple-eyed horse girl in front of him to wait for a moment while he went to the bathroom to answer the call.

"Good evening, ah~~~ fighter."

Xiang Tianhai pretended to be woken up and answered the phone. Then he found that the fighter was looking at him as if he was a mentally retarded person. Only then did he realize that the other party was calling him via video. The first two times were voice calls, and the third time was directly switched to a video call.

"fraud."

Seeing Xiang Tianhai, who was neatly dressed and had bright eyes, the fighter smiled coldly and cursed the man who was pretending nothing had happened, saying that there would always be something weird every time they came into contact with him.

"Ahem, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Xiang Tianhai would not feel embarrassed even though he failed in acting. After all, he had been doing this for a long time. During his active service, he had been fooling the girls around him in this way in an attempt to escape daily training.

"The auction is progressing steadily. The Meteor Foundation and its branches have sufficient funds. I came to ask if you need money from the auction."

"After all, what is being auctioned is your personal victory suit. According to the normal process, you will get a share of the money."

"So, do you need it?"

It was like someone gave you a pillow just when you were sleepy. When the fighter mentioned the funds raised from the auction, Xiang Tianhai, who had originally had no interest, sat up straight, leaned against the wall of the bathroom, and nodded seriously at the horse girl on the screen in front of him.

"Yes, I really need it."

If he could get this money, it would be of great help to Xiang Tianhai's current life. He borrowed money from Nijinsky not long ago, plus the 3 billion yen donated by Mejiro Takamine in a friendly fight, he really needs some money to compensate these two generous horse girls.

Adding the money he owed Maruzenski, Xiang Tianhai really had to sell himself to pay off his debts. Once upon a time he was a rich man, but it was the establishment of the Meteor Foundation and venue that ruined himself.

"Let me make it clear first. I can give you the money, but you are not allowed to go to those shady places. I will check your bills."

The fighter on the other side of the ocean looked a little unnatural, his left hand unconsciously pressing the ballpoint pen. When he returned to Paris, he remembered some things. He left in such a hurry that he forgot to ask Xiang Tianhai to behave himself.

"I'm the only one left with this poverty, how can I afford to go to a bubble bath, although I do... ahem."

Xiang Tianhai, who was glared at by the fighter, stopped talking. Thinking was one thing, not having money was another. Whether he had the courage to go was an even more thought-provoking question.

"Except for the North American branch that asked for 40% of the funds to train the younger generation of horse racing girls, the other three branches did not ask for any money. Each branch will give 10% as emergency funds for stability maintenance, and there will be 30% left."

"The General Office will never be short of funds. Thirty percent of the proceeds from the auction will be transferred to you. Don't spend money recklessly. If I find out that you spend money in such places, I will bring all the horse girls of the Meteor Foundation to block your door."

"Don't blame me for being ruthless when the time comes, let alone for not caring about your thoughts and feelings."

The fighter warned Xiang Tianhai fiercely while tapping the keyboard with his left hand a few times to transfer all the money earned from the current auction, and wait for the subsequent auction to make another payment.

"This is all the proceeds from the auction so far. Keep it for now. You'll have some money left after the auction ends."

When Xiang Tianhai saw the fighter give the specific number of the remittance, he thought there might be something wrong with his eyes. Why were there only 0s? He needed to count them carefully.

"Don't look at it, they are 4.5 billion yen, 5 million US dollars, and 2 million pounds."

"I know you owe money outside and someone is holding you hostage because of it. Use this money to pay off your debt."

"After the debt is settled, you don't need to owe me any more money, and I won't help you anymore. You'll have to take care of yourself."

Listening to the fighter's standard tsundere speech, Xiang Tianhai wanted to complain, but he held his words back. After all, the other party had just transferred a large sum of money to him, which really saved his life.

"Thank you, fighter."

No matter how good the relationship between the two is, Xiang Tianhai still needs to express his sincere gratitude when encountering such a timely help. He can finally stand up straight and no longer have to worry about being accused of being a gigolo.

"Thank you for nothing."

The fighter curled her lips and her ponytail swung happily. She felt that all the time she had spent investigating Xiang Tianhai's situation was worth it. She could finally repay the favors she owed over the years.

"I have something else to ask you, and I'll tell you something more important by the way."

Xiang Tianhai, who was immersed in the joy of counting, did not notice the unwillingness in the fighter's eyes, and directly asked the other party to continue talking. He would take this opportunity to transfer the money to the three horse racing girls.

"Are you sure you can come to the Arc de Triomphe in the second half of the year?"

When thinking about the Arc de Triomphe this year, the fighter felt a bit of a headache. According to the situation of the North American branch, the Arc de Triomphe will definitely continue to send the secretariat to participate in the competition this year.

The fighter also investigated the strength of the horse girls around Xiang Tianhai, and concluded that they were not very good and their training intensity was very low.

If they really have to meet Secretariat at the Arc de Triomphe in the second half of the year, the fighter thinks it is better for Tianhai to transform back into Pegasus and play on the field himself. It will be difficult for the horse girls of the Saint team to catch up with Secretariat. This North American horse girl has already gone on a longer road.

"You can come. One of the horse girls in my team is going to compete in the Spring Triple Crown. If she wins the Takarazuka Kinen, she can go overseas."

After completing the transfer, Xiang Tianhai took a deep breath. Now he can chat seriously with the fighter. It feels great to be debt-free!

"Mr. CB? That kid's debut status is okay. Although she's also a triple crown horse girl, she's still not strong enough, not to mention that her peak period should be over."

The fighters all remember the information about the horse girls around Xiang Tianhai very clearly. It is true that Representative Qianming is a classic triple crown, but there is no shortage of horse girls from the triple crown series in the Meteor Foundation, and there are plenty of them.

If we gather together all the horse girls in the Triple Crown series of the Meteor Foundation, we can form a reinforced team. Although they are all Triple Crown horse girls of the old era, there are also many horse girls who are still self-disciplined and insist on daily training. If they really go to the G1 race, they still have a great chance of winning the championship.

"It's actually not that bad. There's still quite a bit of gas in the CB tank."

That being said, Xiang Tianhai also knew that the fighter was right. Qian Ming’s peak period was really over. This year was truly her last year, and this was her last struggle.

"Humph."

"Forget it, she's the horse girl in your team, you can do whatever you want."

"If the horse girl in your team loses to the Secretariat at the Arc de Triomphe this year, you will get the hell out of here and go back to the Foundation right now!"

The style of painting changes!

The fighter changed his previous gentle way of speaking, with a cold face and very unfriendly words, staring at Xiang Tianhai.

"..."

Faced with the fighter's bet, Xiang Tianhai chose to remain silent. He did not want to accept such a bet. At the moment, avoiding this topic was the most sensible thing to do.

"Don't dare to accept it? Then return the money to me."

The fighter stretched out his white and tender palm towards the camera, as if asking for something, and said expressionlessly words that others would find shameful, staring at Xiang Tianhai unwaveringly.

"Gift crab!"

The fighter's sudden request to take the money back caught Xiang Tianhai completely unprepared. He had already transferred the money out, so where could he get so much money to return to the fighter? He couldn't just ask Nijinsky and the others for it back.

"You gave me the money yourself, why should I return it? No, I won't return it! Good night, goodbye."

He hung up the phone at the speed of light, turned off his cell phone, and breathed a sigh of relief. If he continued talking, he would have to sell himself to pay off his debts. When he thought about it carefully, that was all the money he got from selling his clothes. He didn't leave because he still had a conscience.

"Zhi!"

The fighter who was hung up on was furious and slammed the table. The poor wooden table shattered and became a pile of wood for the fireplace.

"Fighter, what happened...?"

The silver-haired and dazzling-eyed horse girl poked her head out and pursed her lips when she saw the remains of the wooden table on the ground. This was an old table that had accompanied her for half a century. Now it had to be burned as firewood. What a pity.

"St. Reiter? Aren't you sick and resting?"

Seeing who was coming, the fighter tried to act gentler. It was that bastard who made him angry, and it had nothing to do with the horse girl in front of him.

"Well, since you didn't come back from the meeting, I wanted to see what you were doing. The table..."

Saint Reiter was sweating profusely and sat on a chair with the help of a fighter. She was suffering from a high fever and her physical condition was very poor. Even with the blessing of the goddess, she could not solve this problem. She could only wait for her illness to recover.

"Sorry, I'll find someone to fix it..."

The fighter cursed Xiang Tianhai a few more times in his heart, forcing Xiang Tianhai to avoid Mubai Aldan and sneeze several times in succession. He covered his mouth and nose with a tissue and wiped the clear snot.

"Torena, are you okay?"

Mejiro Aldan was very worried about the boy in front of him. He wore such thin clothes every day, like out-of-season fruits. It was understandable that he really got sick.

"I'm fine, someone just talked about me, let's move on."

After wiping his nose, Xiang Tianhai smiled slightly. He was very clear whether he was sick or not. It must be that the fighter was scolding him for hanging up the phone.

"No, I don't have anything to do. Thank you Torena for letting me stay here. I won't disturb your rest."

Sensible, very sensible!

At this moment, the more Xiang Tianhai looked at Mubai Aldan, the more satisfied he was, and he felt more and more that he had really recruited a good seedling. Look how lovely he is, and how he understands him.

Look at the other horse girls, they all want to squeeze themselves into dead wood and waste, they have no idea what moderation is, let alone restraint.

Ah, Mejiro Ardan is simply a dream horse.

"Torena, the dream horse or something like that is not that exaggerated..."

Mubai Aldan lowered his head with blushing cheeks. He was unable to suppress his inner thoughts after being praised suddenly by Xiang Tianhai, and could not help but move forward a little.

"Cough cough."

Xiang Tianhai couldn't help but cough dryly when he realized that he had spoken out his true feelings. He had been talking a lot recently, and all sorts of things came out of his mouth. If those people downstairs heard it, they would probably make a scene.

"Well, actually, there's one more thing I need to know."

"Xiaoyu is going to run the Classic Triple Crown series this year, and you are going to run the Mares Triple Crown. You made the decision without notifying me beforehand."

"Even though you said later that you wanted to run, I still felt embarrassed. Do you feel wronged about asking you to participate in the Mares Triple Crown this year? If you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell me."

The embarrassment just now was pretended not to exist. Xiang Tianhai also realized that it was getting late, so he directly asked Mejiro Aldan what he thought about the competition. Even though the other party said that he was willing to run, he had been looking at Tamamo Cross during normal training with envy in his eyes.

"Torena, you remembered it wrongly. I wanted to run away of my own accord. I'm not unhappy or aggrieved. I just don't know whether I should say something or not. I'm a little concerned."

Mubai Aldan pressed her fingers against his chest with both hands, her face still flushed. She didn't dare to look Xiang Tianhai in the eye. She had wanted to ask this question for a long time.

"You ask, I am an honest young man, I will tell you everything I know!"

He patted his chest and assured Tianhai that if the best child asked questions, he would definitely answer honestly.

"...Torena, did you have that kind of thing with my sister? I once saw a video on my sister's phone. It was of you and my sister in the student union, um."

Mejiro Aldan, who wanted to continue speaking, had her mouth covered. Xiang Tianhai in front of her was already sweating profusely. He began to want to slap himself. Why didn't he just go to bed and sleep instead of continuing to talk about things.

The mask of pain slowly covered Xiang Tianhai's face. This feeling was no less than that of a jungler helping the top laner to cross the tower and giving the opponent's top laner the red and blue buffs. It was truly like being in jail!

Pegasus.156 Deficiency Disease

The Saint team's talk in the evening went awry at the end, causing the event organizer Xiang Tianhai to suffer a direct social death, and he internally condemned the careless behavior of Mejiro Takamine who recorded the video without taking any confidentiality measures.

Fortunately, Mejiro Aldan did not continue to ask about the student union affairs. After saying good night, he left the room, went up to the third floor and returned to his new room to rest, leaving behind someone who wanted to find a piece of land to bury him.

The Pegasus Cloth Box in the corner of the room shook, signaling Xiang Tianhai to stop being dejected and do something serious, such as repairing it.

"Stop shouting, go to sleep!"

The unscrupulous Saint Seiya master, who was filled with negative emotions, lay down on the bed, turned a deaf ear to the request for his own holy clothes, covered his head with the quilt, and acted like a coward.

Xiang Tianhai firmly believes that as long as he plays badly enough, he will be invincible!