Zongman, working as a teaching assistant in Trasen

To paraphrase what my grandfather, who has been a farmer all his life in my hometown, once said:

To catch pests, you have to smoke them out first!

Saburo Uozuka agreed with this.

Silently exiting the passage, he stood up quietly. The dark and strong man looked around and soon his eyes lit up. He took the handle of a barcode scanner from the shelf beside him and stood against the wall in the blind spot next to the pipe opening like a real spy.

Soon, with the sound of a metal object falling to the ground, thick smoke began to spread rapidly in the opposite space, and a lot of it floated over along the pipes.

“Crunch, crunch, crunch… Ugh, huh?!?”

Hmm, it sounds like he's choking.

But I guess with its ability, it should be able to hold its breath and force itself to swallow it, right?

"Ugh...Gu, cough! Heh--cough! Cough cough! Cough!"

It is true, but his brain is a little not so smart. He actually dares to take a deep breath into such thick smoke?

It didn't die, it's truly worthy of being called a biological weapon!

"Ahem! Ahem—uh, puff, puff."

Oh? You figured out the idea of ​​covering your mouth with a cloth so quickly? You're pretty smart.

But... unfortunately, no matter how high your IQ is, you are ultimately just a beast that loses its mind when attracted by food. It is easy to guess what judgments and responses you will make in this situation.

"So, your next sentence is..."

Feeling the crawling sound coming from the pipe, Uozuka Saburo leisurely checked the battery, squatted down, and said coldly: "'What the hell is this thing?'"

“Puha! What the hell is this thing!!!!”

The short pony girl with long lavender hair, dressed in the uniform of Tresen Academy, crawled out of the pipe in a disheveled state. She took a deep breath and cried loudly with her face covered in cream. "Mo————, it's disgusting! My clothes are all stained. Who is playing such a prank on me!!!"

"Don't move! Put your hands up! Or you'll be shot on the spot!"

“Eee ...

Before she could finish her complaint, a cold cylindrical object hit the back of her head. A hoarse and indifferent male voice made her feel terrified instantly. She fell to her knees on the spot, raised her hands and shouted, "Wait! Wait! Please don't kill me!!"

"Hmph, you trespassed into the academy's secret area and stole valuable strategic materials. Now you're caught red-handed. No matter how you try to argue, it's useless!"

"Huh? Strategic materials? But I saw some sweets in there..."

"Huh!? What did you say!??"

"No no no no, I didn't say anything, nothing!!!"

The horsegirl with lavender hair remembered that she was on the verge of tears. Her handsome face was filled with sadness and helplessness. She could only maintain this humiliating posture with her back to the "robber" who was pointing a gun at her and said, "Wuwuwuwu... Please forgive me, I really didn't mean it... At worst, I'll take out all my pocket money to compensate for the food that was eaten, and I won't pay a penny less!"

"Oh~? Do you know how much the food you ate is worth? There's no way a poor student like you could possibly afford to pay for it!"

"No, it's okay! I can still ask my family for money! My family is very rich!"

The lavender-colored horsegirl seemed to have finally found spiritual support. She remained kneeling, hands raised, straightened her back, and spoke with full energy, "Ahem. Today, I swear by the name of the Mejiro family: no matter how much damage has been done to this batch of strategic materials, I will compensate you in full, and I won't let the academy down a single yen! I mean what I say!"

"...Mejiro, is that that Mejiro?"

"Yes! I am the future head of the Mejiro family, the horse racing family, Mejiro McQueen! I absolutely keep my word!!"

"..."

Wow, this is really a big fish.

Saburo Uozuka took the scanner gun and quickly began to make plans in his mind.

The Mejiro family, one of the leading organizations of horse girls in Japan, was founded and trained by trainer Kitano Hideyoshi fifty years ago and has now been passed down to the fourth generation.

Thanks to the efforts of previous generations of horse girls and the management of Ms. Kitano as the head of the family, the Mejiro Group, a company established by the Mejiro family, has grown stronger and stronger in the past thirty years with the rise of the horse-racing girl industry. It has the potential to compete with some traditional large conglomerates and has become a long-term focus of the organization.

Of course, since there is little overlap in their business scope, the organization is currently only paying attention to the Mejiro Group and has no intention of spying on its property. Overall, they are in a state of non-interference.

But this does not mean that the organization has no intention of taking some action against it!

It's just that I simply can't find a good entry point...

"So...what should I do to establish this relationship properly?"

Uozuka Saburo stroked his broad chin and fell into deep thought.

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Chapter 40 Nanotechnology! Girl!

"......Hello."

"..."

“…Hey! Hey!!!”

"Huh? What's wrong? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"No! I didn't drink at all just now... No! What I want to ask is, can you give me a response?"

Mebai McQueen, tears in his eyes, turned his back and shouted, "The floor here is made of rough cement tiles. It hurts so much to kneel down!!!"

"Oh? Oh, sorry, sorry, I was just lost in thought."

Uozuka Saburo came to his senses and made a plan in his mind. He slightly pushed the barcode scanner forward and pressed it against the back of McQueen's head. He deliberately showed an evil smile and said, "I've thought about it. After all, I still can't let you, a little mouse, get away - you'd better sleep here forever."

"What!? How could this happen?! This isn't how the story should go!!"

"Nothing is impossible. This world is full of crazy people like me who just want it to burn."

Pretending to flip the switch on the barcode scanner, which made a buzzing sound, Uozuka Saburo said calmly, "The nanopistol is the academy's latest lethal weapon issued to the security department. One shot from it will instantly vaporize your entire head without even a drop of blood. How about it? Pretty cool, isn't it?"

"What the hell is so cool about this!!! I don't want my brain to evaporate!!!"

He complained loudly, feeling the warmth on the back of his head. Mejiro McQueen remained on his knees with his hands raised, unable to hold back tears. "Wow... Damn it! My life is going to end in this dark, small, parfait-less warehouse... I'm so unwilling..."

"Hohoho~ Is this your last words?"

"Wait!" Mebai McQueen stiffened his body and shouted, "This is my final statement, please listen carefully!"

"Oh? Say it!"

"What if... I beg you for mercy?"

"..."

"What if I kneel down and beg for mercy?!"

"...?"

"Grr... What if, from now on, I share half of all my sweets with you, and then I expose my belly to you and beg for mercy!??"

"..."

So, you horse girls all value food more than dignity?

Why do you always use "giving you half the food" as a last resort? It's so indifferent, huh?

Feeling that it was irresponsible for his life to listen carefully to these words, Uozuka Saburo had a blank expression on his face and simply pressed and pulled the trigger of the scanner gun.

Suddenly, the old machine, which had been in disrepair for a long time, made a roaring sound similar to that of a mechanical engine starting up. The rising buzzing sound instantly ignited McQueen's fear, making her tremble like a sieve.

"Wait! Give me three-quarters of your money, no! All of it!"

"Go to hell and repent for your sins, Fatty."

"Who are you calling fat? I'm not..."

Buzz——beep!

"ah!!!!"

With a flash of red light, McQueen responded and threw himself forward desperately in the "last moment of his life", trying to avoid the inevitable "fate of death".

————Then, with a dull expression, he touched his intact crown and looked back suddenly:

A familiar figure with a burly build, wearing a top hat and holding a barcode scanner gun was standing there leisurely, baring his big white teeth and smiling at her.

"Beep—Product name: Fat Horse, identified." Uozuka Saburo looked at her gradually swollen head, his smile becoming increasingly sinister. "Welcome back to the human world, Miss Mejiro. May I ask how your trip to hell was?"

“…!!!!”

"Well!"

Without saying a word, Mejiro McQueen, who felt that his life was completely dead, exploded on the spot. With a flushed face, stretched ears and a ponytail, he rushed up without saying a word and punched Uozuka Saburo wildly!

オラオラオラオラオラオラオラオラオラオラオラオラ!

Today! The glory of the Mejiro family and her dignity as McQueen are all gone!

Destroy this world! Destroy you, perverted teacher! ! !

The little ponygirl, her head steaming, thought so as she pumped her fist.

Of course, even though she was so ashamed and angry that she almost lifted her skirt to commit suicide, she still retained the last bit of basic rationality and used considerable force in each punch to ensure that they would only cause a little pain to the other party without really hurting the body.

However, things seem to be different from what she imagined?

"Hohohoho~Comfortable, comfortable, more!"

"!? What!?? How is this possible!?"

He stopped swinging his fists and looked at the tower-like strong body standing in front of him in disbelief. The body showed no sign of pain and didn't even move.

He raised his big hands and patted his chest and abdomen to smooth out the wrinkles caused by McQueen's beating. The corners of Uozuka Saburo's mouth rose slightly, and he raised his chin slightly towards her, full of provocation.

“!!! Heh—ha!”

The next second, the fight started again!

オラオラオラオラオラオラオラオラオラオラオラオラ!

DUANG!

It ended with a double dragon attack at 50% strength. Mejiro McQueen gasped for breath and looked at Uozuka Saburo in astonishment. He took a few steps back but still didn't feel the slightest bit of injury. He shook his fist in pain and said, "Why! Why won't you fall down?!?"

"Hehehe~ Didn't I tell you the reason a long time ago?"

With a sinister smile, Uozuka Saburo crossed his hands and grabbed the hem of his black short-sleeved shirt, lifting it up hard - revealing another pure black short-sleeved shirt underneath.

Well... In order to prevent his clothes from being damaged due to force majeure and being reported for sexual harassment of the teacher, Saburo Uozuka has always worn two sets of clothes since the second day he entered Tresen.

Now, it has become his weapon to deceive people!

"Nanotechnology, girl~"

Stroking his short-sleeved shirt, which was bulging with his chest muscles and had virtually no defensive power at all, Uozuka Saburo clenched his fists and laughed, "They will react to physical impact and harden. Hey!"

Bang!

He punched hard on...a piece of already scrapped wood, easily breaking it in two. Uozuka Saburo smiled, turned to look at McQueen and said, "So, you can't hurt me, Fatty!"

“!!!So…that’s…”

His fist instantly hardened, Mebai McQueen's mind went blank, and he rushed forward and punched Uozuka Saburo in the face with all his strength, saying angrily: "Stop yelling at me like a fat colt! You perverted teacher!!!"

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Chapter 41 Well, that's it

Well...it hurts a little, but it's just a little painful.

When I was still an outer member, the mildest blows in my daily training were ten or even a hundred times more painful than this one.

In the final analysis, they are just a group of female athletes with a little more strength. Their attack power is just a drop in the bucket.

Uozuka Saburo's thoughts flashed through his mind. He gently wiped his slapped cheek, turned back with an unchanged expression, and said with a smile: "Look, what did I just say?"