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Chapter 240 NO.3. The Desire to Run

Electronic records aside, this is the first time Omer has witnessed the run of the Manchester City teahouse.

In all fairness, the Manchester City Tea House did not perform well in previous competitions.

At the same age as Ari Tayiko, she naturally challenged the new horse race early like other high school horse girls, and then lost with No.3.

In this kind of competitive competition, as long as it is not the first, it is equal to defeat. After a smooth debut, it was also No.4 when participating in the Hochi Cup Yayoi Award and its weight dropped sharply. It continued to decline in the Azalea Award. It can be seen that His body and even his spirit are burdened with some kind of pressure.

For a racehorse girl without the assistance of a trainer, it is also normal to fail in her debut. At this time, she will either encounter a trainer to correct her state, or it will be a thorny road of self-struggle.

Manchester City Cafe is obviously the latter. She was not able to be signed by other trainers for a time, and she can only rely on herself. This is a very difficult thing.

Far away from the central Teresan where her parents live, although there are relatives who open a shop nearby, a good girl like her refuses to confide her troubles and pressures in order not to cause trouble to her uncles and aunts.

Get used to immersing yourself in your own world, and get along with the world indifferently and in conflict with each other. This is the way of life in the teahouse in Manchester.

It was very different from Sunday Serenity's rage that tried to interfere with everything.

But fortunately, there is peace on Sunday, and there are other 'friends'.

As a high-achieving student in the spirit department, it is only natural to have a bunch of ghost friends.

It is only natural that there are a few ghost friends who can give advice and insight on the horse girl competition——

——After all, it was the ghost I met in Teresan.

The tea seat thought about it, but never thought about the possibility that it was her sister who pushed her hands.

And two months after that, with the adjusted spirit and restored healthy body, he set foot on the grass field of the Furano Special Race, and won the Manchester City Cafe with a 2-length lead, and finally embarked on a career event. on track.

—and touch it!
Because there was no trainer signed, the student activities continued to be carried out in accordance with the established curriculum of Teresan High School, which greatly reduced the frequency of competitions, and the Manchester City Cafe gradually faded out of the field of vision of the game followers.

She is not in a hurry.

Racehorse girls have their own reasons for running, and horse girls who haven't found the necessary share will naturally not be in a hurry, just like Aili Tachyon who originally stayed in the laboratory all day.

And what about the reason for the Manchester Cafe?
At the end of the straight road, the black horse girl saw the curve before entering the curve, and also saw the same black figure standing outside the curve.

Slowing down when entering the corner, at a very short distance, the moment he met that gaze, the gust of wind after turning the corner suddenly turned into a storm!
swept across the sides.

I see……

The trainers watching from the sidelines, and the brown-haired horse girl following behind seemed to notice something in their scarlet eyes.

The latter smiled and followed the storm caused by the teahouse in Manchester City, as if he was in the eye of the storm in the center of the hurricane, but the chestnut-haired horse girl who was like a guide in the front did not give an inch.

[Exceeded expectations, Plan No. [-] was abandoned, converted to Plan No. [-], and the location was corrected]

The amount of training far exceeds that of ordinary horse girls, and the physical fitness obtained is also far beyond that of ordinary horse girls. If you want to calculate according to the five dimensions of the game, Miura Bourbon will undoubtedly crush the other two.

What's more, she also chose what she is best at, the horse escape method that will lead the forefront from the very beginning.

On this basis, even if the Manchester City teahouse suddenly accelerates, it will be difficult to cross its barriers.

Rather, her sudden acceleration was a bit reckless, because the trainer's suggestion for her was to chase horses.

Chasing a horse is a follower who will maintain stability in the middle position and accelerate to sprint at the end.

In contrast, hastily accelerating is a destruction of the original physical strength plan.

【Cafe member, what the hell are you...】

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"Wow, the sequence speeds up like this?" Toyo Nishizaki was extremely surprised.

Outside the field, in the team composed of trainers, horse girls, and passers-by, although they are talking about the soul of horse racing, they all inevitably pay attention to the field.

"She's a little anxious," Omer said, and glanced aside, also looking at the tranquility of the stadium on Sunday, "but it's understandable."

In that brief moment, he saw the familiar emotion in the teahouse's eyes, familiar but more intense.

It was a deeper, more passionate, burning desire than when we talked about the cup of dreams last night.

At this moment, he was naturally surprised. He realized that compared with the strongest way of the Dream Cup, there was another extremely profound 'desire'.

What 'desire' could be greater than a runner's yearning for the highest laurels?

That maybe... can only be the original intention of running.

Homa saw very clearly that although the quiet burning flame was already being licked by tongues of fire, it was not aimed at himself, but the serenity of Sunday standing beside him.

Realizing this, he would inevitably think of the writing on that note, the conversation in that dream.

Is this why she entered the game?
"Miss Sunday." Omer said suddenly.

"What?" Sunday's serene response was naturally unsatisfactory.

"After the chat, can you run a round with the teahouse classmates?"

"?"

The pitch-black Ma Niang turned her head to look, and she, who had also been attached to the teahouse to witness the training, could naturally say: "Are you not satisfied with crushing those two hapless bastards?"

"No, I just want the fire to burn bigger."

He said these words in a soft voice, and the shocked eyes came immediately.

She is the same quiet and burning runner, but out of trust in Omer, she didn't say anything.

And Toyo Nishizaki looked at him with a frown, then at Sunday Tranquility, and finally at the Manchester Teahouse.

in silence.

This top trainer understands what Omer means, after all, Nishizaki Feng himself also indulges and even protects the authenticity of the horse girl.

But the family knows their own affairs.

Toyo Nishizaki thinks that he has accumulated enough experience to dare to carry out the kind of training method that is despised by the other faction as 'stocking'. As a newcomer, Omer dares to make such a decision.

It can be said that he is not bold, and even some of the same young colleagues should call him a madman.

He should correct it, but after a little thought, he chose to wait and see.

It's not appropriate to interfere in other people's training. He also thinks that Brother Aomer is not such a reckless person. Besides, he and Aomer also have an agreement to help each other. As someone who has experienced it, he can indeed give a lot of experience and guidance.

Besides, Akane Shintiao, a layman whom they never paid attention to, also looked at Homa, with a silent smile on her face.

She didn't understand horse racing, but she also noticed the eyes of the teahouse in Manchester.

After all, it was really hot, so hot that it was frightening, but it made her feel extraordinarily familiar.

She has incorporated such vivid emotions into weird sculptures countless times, and then gave life to them. It has nothing to do with good or evil. That is the freedom and willfulness of the creator.

Of course, it's another story when she lets those creations start wreaking havoc.

After being redeemed by the existence of her own creation, she looks back with complexity.

But that only meant a change in her stance, not her personality.

Her personality remained unchanged, and she admired Omer's behavior of trying to stir up trouble in her bones.

Therefore, the only person who would really speak out because of Homa's words was Sunday Tranquility.

"Don't you think this should be corrected?" When she asked this question, she stared at Omer, her golden eyes gathering some kind of oppression.

It is rare for her to take the initiative to look at Omer like this.

There is no other reason, she hates Omer's sometimes too sharp eyes, that eyes seem to want to cut everything in front of her, so she can't avoid it.

But when it comes to her sister, she never backs down.

"Which trainer would suppress the desire of a racehorse girl to run?" Omer answered her very seriously, "As a human being, it is a paranoid emotion, but as a racehorse girl, it is a necessary trait. "

"By virtue of that, she can reach her desired goal and achieve her desired dream."

"I'll keep an eye on whether that longing will turn into a 'ghost', and before that..."

When he said this, he paused, facing the golden eyes, the eyes that should have been brown had already been filled with dark red.

"I just want it to flourish."

　My roommate coughed yesterday, I hope he just has a cold... We are both going to move back to our hometown, it's going to be sunny
　　
　
(End of this chapter)