Zongman, working as a teaching assistant in Trasen

"You ate two plates of cakes this morning, enough for one lap. You'll definitely eat more after lunch and dinner today, and you said you only ran one lap?"

Rubbing the other person's slender but unusually stiff shoulders, Uozuka Saburo's tone suddenly became quite demanding: "I see, you can't run. It's okay, I'll help you run?"

"Who said that!? Why can't I run!?"

Mejiro McQueen's head was about to explode, but when he felt the tension on his shoulders relax a little, he struggled to break free, ran to the side, panting, and confronted Uozuka Saburo, saying, "Look carefully! I'm the genius horse girl Mejiro McQueen! Forget running two laps around the school, even ten or twenty laps is no problem! I can run any number of kilometers!"

"So many circles... Did you eat a lot of cakes~?"

"......Eh?"

The scene suddenly changed. The dark and sturdy man lowered his tone and smiled at the suddenly stunned Mubai McQueen: "What goes in, must go out. You ran so many extra laps, but didn't eat the same amount of food. Isn't this unfair?"

“…!!! Yes, yes! Yes!! That’s it!!!”

Completely misled by Uozuka Saburo's logic, Mejiro McQueen pondered for a moment, and suddenly, as if he had an epiphany, he became extremely cheerful.

"As long as everything I eat is burned off, as long as I maintain a caloric balance, and as long as I add a little extra training time to my daily routine... I can eat as much as I want! Right, Mr. Uozuka!?"

"Very correct!"

He slammed the table hard, accidentally buckling the aluminum top a bit. Uozuka Saburo suppressed the rising feeling of guilt and gave Mejiro McQueen a thumbs-up with absolute certainty, saying, "Remember, the Mejiro family must repay their debts: if you eat the cake and don't run laps, that's a debt; if you run laps without eating the cake, that's also a debt—get it?"

"Hey! Got it!!!"

Mejiro McQueen's eyes lit up as he stood still, bending his upper body to the ground and bowing deeply to Uozuka Saburo: "Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Uozuka! I, Mejiro McQueen, will never forget your kindness!"

"Well, you're a teachable kid. Then, would you like some more?"

"No! After listening to your teachings, I am no longer the same person I used to be. Suddenly, everything is clear!"

Without a word, he bent down and crawled into the pipe. McQueen's expression was remarkably determined. "I'm going to pay off my debt of 'running' first. Then, I'll pay off some more debts of 'food' later!"

...Okay, although this was not exactly what he meant, the girl probably understood it.

As long as she doesn't bother him, let her be.

"Well then, I'm going! Uozuka-sensei!"

"Oh! Come on! I wish you good luck in martial arts!"

"Hi!"

Watching the petite girl crawl out in an extremely indecent posture, Uozuka Saburo maintained a friendly appearance. He did not let out a sigh until he heard the door close and her scent completely disappeared from the entire space. He collapsed powerlessly on the seat.

————Then, he started to feast on the entire table of leftovers!

TNND, finally tricked this rice warehouse rat away, everyone is fighting with him for food...

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"Hiccup~Hoo——"

"Eh~ You're so disgusting, uncle? Could you please stop burping in front of a beautiful young girl?"

"...Flower Season, beautiful girl?"

Saburo Uozuka glanced sideways and saw Vodka, who was covered in sweat, with his short sleeves rolled up, covered in dirt and mud, and breathing heavily, wiping his snot on his trouser leg. It was so unbearable for him, a member of a criminal organization, to look at him.

Big Brother has a mild case of mysophobia! If any member of the organization dares to approach him in this state, he will definitely shoot them to death!

"You may be in your prime, but with your appearance, how can you be called a beautiful girl?"

"Hey! You're boring now, uncle!? You're so handsome, okay?"

Vodka took two steps back, put his fist on the ground in a familiar pose, lowered his head and shouted to Uozuka Saburo, "Look here, uncle: Second gear, go!!!"

"......puff."

Unable to hold back for a moment, Uozuka Saburo silently covered his mouth, took half a second to restore his expressionless face, and another half a second to turn it into a sullen face: "Hey! Don't play such a dangerous NETA! Be careful of being sued by ShuOsha!!"

"Wow! Even ShuOsha knows about this! Uncle, you really read comics too, don't you?!"

Not only do we know about it, we also have a lot of business dealings with each other.

Organizations will more or less try to contact an industry leader like this that has stood firm for decades, not to mention that it already has a somewhat dark and gray background...

A perfect chive field!

Well, of course, although leeks are growing well, they cannot be eaten as a staple food. He was able to get the point about vodka at a glance purely because of his personal hobby... I didn't expect that it would come in handy now.

"Speaking of which, uncle, you..."

“Explode… Explode… Explode!”

"Wait a minute, Havotka. Hey! That one over there is charging forward! Run slower! Don't use up your energy so quickly!"

"Yamato! Heavy artillery! Stop this thing! Throw it aside and let it rest!!"

"Hi!"

"Leave it to Maya!"

"Suzuka, you too! Run slower! No one's competing with you!"

"Never give up the scenery ahead!"

"Really... that new guy, the Emperor! The Emperor of the East Sea! Go follow her and prevent her from getting hurt or falling! I'll leave it to you!"

"Oh! Leave it to me, the Emperor!!"

The petite and lithe Emperor of the East China Sea, with a ponytail, gave Uozuka Saburo a wink~?, then burst out with even more powerful speed, chasing after Suzuka who was running wildly in front of her.

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

Chapter 44: Second gear, go!

The Emperor of the East China Sea just transferred here this morning.

Without telling the original training instructor, nor submitting a formal application to the school for a class transfer, he just ran over. When Uozuka Saburo, who had eaten and drunk his fill, arrived at the playground, he skipped in front of him and made this request, staring at him intently from bottom to top with his big watery eyes.

Therefore, Uozuka Saburo, who had no resistance to these cute little creatures, naturally rejected her request on the spot.

Just kidding, even when the big brother personally nominated him to work, he went through numerous tests and only passed the requirements after completely eliminating the possibility of being a spy, undercover, idiot and loser, making him a powerful little brother following the most powerful cadre in Japan.

If they don't even follow the procedures, what will happen if something goes wrong in the future and causes irreparable damage to the group? In the organization, if nepotism makes a mistake, the boss will shoot them without hesitation!

However, an organization is an organization, and a school is a school. What the Emperor of the East China Sea wants is nothing more than a change of training instructor. It is not a big deal like skipping classes or dropping out of school and running away. He will most likely pass the procedure.

Therefore, after witnessing her unlimited potential, Uozuka Saburo immediately called the East China Sea Emperor's original training instructor. After some communication and coordination, he asked her to temporarily participate in the training here as an "exchange student" today, and then go to complete the formal procedures on Monday next week.

...By the way, it’s already Friday without me noticing?

Uozuka Saburo stared at the sky, his mind a bit hazy as he thought: I've only been here four days...it feels like it should be Wednesday or Thursday? How did it suddenly jump to Friday?

"Uncle, hey uncle!"

"...During class, call me Uozuka-sensei, you little brat!"

Shaking his head, he pushed the puzzling question aside. Uozuka Saburo pushed his sunglasses down, turned to look at the bored Vodka sitting there, and said, "Don't you still have a few training sessions to do? Hurry and finish them. Don't leave it until you have detention in the afternoon like yesterday."

"Ahaha~ That was just a moment of carelessness—if I, Mr. Vodka, get serious, I can finish this in less than half a day!"

"Your memory is that of a goldfish? Have you really forgotten how exhausted you looked yesterday?" Walking speechlessly to Vodka's side, Uozuka Saburo said helplessly, hands on his hips, "Also... stop calling yourself 'uncle'! And keep your legs together! Act like a lady, lady!"

"Tsk, what's so good about being a lady! It's better to be like this!"

A tomboy sitting cross-legged in sweatpants waved her hand nonchalantly, looked at her instructor and smiled, "Oh, yeah, I've been wanting to ask you since this morning, uncle: How on earth did you manage to run so fast?"

"Hmm? Fast? Am I running fast?"

"Of course you're fast! You're almost as fast as I was before I started school!" Vodka's ahoge twitched as he asked curiously, "I've never seen a human run that fast before! You were running so slowly just a few days ago, how did you do it?"

Sure enough, someone finally asked himself this question.

Uozuka Saburo's triangular eyes narrowed slightly behind his sunglasses, and he quickly recalled his prepared words in his mind: "Vodka... Please keep what I say next confidential."

"...What's wrong, uncle? You're suddenly so serious... Is there some hidden secret here?!"

"Well... since you've discovered it, I have no choice but to tell you now."

Uozuka Saburo paused deliberately, then gently took off his hat as Vodka's expectant gaze grew. "Actually, I'm from the Metropolitan Police Department's secret unit, codenamed 'Wu Ke.' I'm tasked with combating violent terrorist crimes, and I came to Tresen to uncover the truth of a matter."

"This! This is!!!"

Looking at the big bald head that was suddenly exposed, which was completely different from the previous few days and was as smooth as a mirror, Vodka said that his three views were greatly shocked, and his body became uncontrollably excited.

"See? This is the proof of my power."

Uozuka Saburo quickly put his hat back on, looking around with a look of concern, his face full of the vicissitudes of life, saying, "My usual long hair is just a disguise. In the past three years, I've become stronger, but also balder. I still can't forget every detail of that training base, those hellish projects, and the drills for dealing with various emergencies... Sigh~"

"...Mmmmm! This is sooo ...

Quickly covering Vodka's mouth with his hands, Uozuka Saburo made a hushing gesture and said with a smile, "I've come to Tresen to investigate an old matter that concerns the safety of the entire world. Are you willing to be my assistant and help me, Vodka?"

"!!! Of course! Leave it to Uncle Vodka!!!"

"Well, on behalf of the entire police force and the country, thank you."

"Hey! Well, I...I'm going to train now!!! Kuwa——"

......It's so easy to fool.

Saburo Uozuka watched the other person suppressing his excitement, and transformed all his impulses of happiness that almost made him shout into the motivation to run, and naturally took off the bald leather cover on his head.

When it is difficult to perfectly cover up the truth, instead of hiding it, it is better to let go and muddy the waters, let all kinds of true and untrue rumors fly around, and bury the true reality in layers of lies.

This is the organization's consistent code of conduct, and it is also his eldest brother's favorite rule.

I must test my physical condition after the mutation, but in this Tresen Academy, there are teachers, students and surveillance cameras everywhere. It is almost impossible to run more than ten kilometers without being discovered, even in the deserted night.

In this case, why not expose some of the facts openly and then trick those naive students who are attracted to help spread rumors and muddy the waters of public opinion?

Anyway, Ali Suko is not a necessary scientist. With the organization's scientific research capabilities, the body samples he just sent out this morning are enough to infer certain results. There is no risk of being exposed by doing something eye-catching.

At most, those who are interested will turn their attention to Tresen Academy itself, or those related to Alice, and let the little chairman handle it.

"Huh, not bad. These little girls really believe any nonsense."

Writing down a vodka in his notebook, Uozuka Saburo sensed the restless ponygirls around him, and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly. "So, what kind of epic story should I make up for them next?"

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

Chapter 45: Weekend Homework? No!

In less than a day, a legendary story spread among the horse girls of Central Tresen Academy:

A member of the special biochemical combat unit, which is sponsored by the state, researched by the Ground Self-Defense Force, and directly under the Metropolitan Police Department, discovered through a report from a well-hidden informant that a group of people have secretly stolen large quantities of American hydrogen bombs, nuclear bombs, antimatter black hole bombs and other weapons of mass destruction and brought them into the country. The intention is to launch terrorist attacks throughout Japan, including Tokyo, blow through the Eurasian continental shelf, sink the entire Japanese archipelago, and ultimately complete their ambition of ruling the world!

In order to stop the evil organization's conspiracy, the cyborg team member hid his identity and began to track down the group of people throughout Japan. It took him three years to secretly fight several unknown battles in Hiroshima, Nagoya, Hokkaido and other places. He wiped out most of the members at the cost of losing his hair and being disfigured. He finally came to Tokyo and was willing to die to enter the Tresen Academy.

This is because the terrorists’ last lair is right here in their Tresen Academy!

The opportunity to solve global problems and regain peace is right here!

————That’s probably the main theme of the story.

There are also various other gossip settings such as "It's not actually a cyborg, but a zombie that has regained consciousness", "It's actually a nanorobot that developed self-awareness while performing a mission", etc. The audience can listen to their own opinions and add or subtract settings according to their own preferences.

Anyway, whatever nonsense you want to say is fine, whatever weirdness you want is fine.

As the instigator, Uozuka Saburo hadn't expected these well-developed, quick-witted little girls to be so imaginative in such a place! The speed and quality of the rumor spread far exceeded his expectations, and the effect was remarkably good!

By the time school was almost over in the afternoon, this rumor had spread beyond the middle school department. It had also affected the high school students' horse girls and trainers from each team during lunch in the cafeteria and naps in the dormitories, creating a phenomenal nationwide discussion!

Of course, there are also many more rational teachers and students who are not affected and think that these are all messed up settings... The settings in the early erotic novels were not so stupid, right?

But I just can't resist the fact that most people around me like it and keep talking about it?

These horse racing ladies have received professional training since childhood, run and exercise every day, and their male hormones and physical fitness are far superior to those of women of the same age. In a sense, their state of mind is closer to that of adolescent boys who have dreams of being heroes.

They love romance, and they love passionate battles even more! Especially the indomitable and tragic heroes, each of them would idolize them, day and night imagining that one day such a world-destroying crisis would come before them, and they would stand at the forefront with such a powerful figure to save the world, making the world tremble with fear!