The horse racing girl who became a close friend

The Horse Racing Girl Who Became a Best Friend Author: Drunken Cat

Summary:

Liuli thought about why when she woke up in the morning, she changed from a social animal to a beautiful girl with white hair and red eyes.

She thought about the last time the two of them went to the shrine to make a wish.

Best Friend: "My wish is to meet a horse racing girl with top-notch looks and talents, the kind of confidante who is not pretentious or artificial!"

Liuli gritted her teeth: "I hope your wish will come true..."

Best Friend: "Then can we be considered running in both directions now?"

Liuli: "Get out of here!"

In order to support herself and realize her best friend's wish, racing girl Liuli stepped onto the track.

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Chapter 1 Wishes Come True

Kyoto, Shimogamo Shrine.

"This is the oldest shrine in Kyoto! How could it not work? I think that at least [-]% of the reason why I successfully passed the horse racing girl trainer qualification test this time is because of the help of the gods."

"The remaining [-]% is due to your cheat sheet?" Liu Li shrugged as he looked at the beaming friend in front of him, "With the time I have to accompany you to make a wish, I might as well go to a few more clients, and the service is very expensive. In China, we always make a wish first and then fulfill it after the wish comes true."

"Don't say that. Do you social beasts really only have jobs in your life?" Yang Hui reached out and patted Liu Li on the shoulder, with a serious face: "Brother, give it a try, it's very effective."

Yang Hui, unlike the down-to-earth social animal Liu Li, Yang Hui has been determined to become a horse racing girl trainer since he was a child. Although he was so poor that he almost became a cowherd after graduation, he still pursued his dream and never returned.

Liu Li stuffed a hundred yen into the money box with a slumped face, clasped his hands together, bowed to the worship hall in a perfunctory manner, and muttered something.

"I hope all the wishes of my good friend Yanghui can come true."

Yang Hui obviously heard Liu Li's wish and was immediately shocked: "Are you serious? Is this so interesting?"

Liu Li waved his hand nonchalantly, "I don't believe this, so I might as well give you this wish and get it done."

"You are really my half-brother! I paid for the izakaya's money today!"

Liu Li grinned, "I like this."

Waiting for Yanghui to complete the worship process with a serious face, the two went straight to a nearby izakaya.

Yang Hui raised a pint of beer and said proudly: "To celebrate my successful employment at Treson, I also congratulate you on becoming a social worker for two years. Cheers!"

"There's no need to celebrate being a social animal. I'm telling you, my leader is a grandson." Liu Li raised his glass and touched Yang Hui.

Yang Hui clenched his fist: "Beat him and then become a trainer together?"

Liu Li shook his head: "I'm allergic to women. It's a troublesome thing like coaxing a little girl, and it's better for a handsome guy like you to do it."

As he spoke, Liu Li unzipped his trousers: "Look at this professional salesman. Isn't his battle-hardened gastrocnemius much stronger than those of those horse racing girls?"

"Although I am a leg control, I have no interest in men's legs."

"You Chongying people have really weird habits."

The two men talked about everything at the party, from the XP system to college girls to when Mount Fuji will destroy the world.

After drinking until midnight, the two staggered back to the shared apartment. The dormitory was quite small, with two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom. It was quite lively for two big men to live together.

A night without dreams.

……

"It hurts." Yang Hui suddenly opened his eyes, and the double pain in his neck and hangover forced him to wake up from his sleep.

I looked at my phone, it was ten o'clock, but luckily it was a weekend, so I could live as I pleased.

Yanghui staggeredly took out the frozen oolong tea from the refrigerator, and after drinking it, he felt quite sober.

Damn, I'm having a stiff neck.

Yanghui pressed his stubborn neck, and the sour pain made him grin.

But the good news is that my good friend from China has good traditional Chinese medicine and physical therapy skills. It is said that everything written on his diploma is passed down from his ancestors.

Liu Li's drinking capacity has always been better than his own, so it's time to start drinking at this point.

Taking a bottle of sake, Yang Hui came to Liu Li's door and patted it carelessly: "Are you still alive? Have some more drinks to sober up?"

"Hey!" A high-pitched exclamation came from Liu Li's room.

Yanghui's tiger body trembled and he was mostly drunk.

You don’t call me when you order takeout, do you?What about the people who agreed to be widowed together and become magicians at the age of 30?

How did it happen that you climbed the ladder of adulthood alone?

But I have to say that he must be from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. He almost drank to death yesterday, but he was able to bring a little girl home. When he has a girlfriend in the future, he must ask for advice on how to take care of her.

"Would you like to cook some red bean rice?" Yanghui leaned against the door and prepared to catch him in bed while thinking about how to celebrate his brother.

"Red beans and rice... hammer!" The girl Qingyue's voice came from behind the door. Even through the door, her soft and melodious voice was comparable to the idols on TV.

"He hasn't woken up yet, right? How crazy are you guys?" Seeing that it was this girl who was talking to him all the time, Yang Hui felt the need to eat kidneys as an extra lunch.

"Are you stupid... idiot!" The angry girl sounded unexpectedly cute, "Let me ask you, what was the wish you made at the shrine yesterday?"

"You're even talking about this?" Yang Hui was a little surprised. How come these two people, a flirty couple, still talk so much?

But it wasn’t a big deal. Yang Hui simply answered the brother’s future girlfriend: “My wish is to meet a talented horse racing girl who can understand my thoughts and not be pretentious. The more mature her mind is. The better, the two of them can get the Triple Crown achievement together. The appearance must be top-notch, especially the legs and feet must be like works of art. After all, I am a leg control... But after all, it is a wish... And it is best to be a white……"

Before Yang Hui finished speaking, the door he was leaning against was suddenly opened. Yang Hui was caught off guard and could only fall backwards according to gravity. When he fell, he seemed to have knocked down a person.

"Dong, dong." After two sounds, they both fell to the ground.

Compared with the pain in the buttocks, the leisurely fragrance flows into the nose, with the texture of cedar and civet, and the warmth behind him is soft and elastic.

A burst of cold sweat broke out on Yang Hui's back. His innocence was not guaranteed, right?

Without enough time to get up, Yang Hui hurriedly crawled away as if he was electrocuted, and then froze as if he was petrified.

It was a girl who looked like a snow fairy. Her long hair was spread out on the ground. Her hair color was extremely rare and pure white. Different from the old man's snowy temples, the girl's long hair had a snowy luster. Under the light, Under the intertwining, it is beautiful and dreamy.

Further down, there is a stunning face that could captivate a country. Under the pained and slightly tilted crescent eyebrows, the crimson eyes are misty, with a charm that makes people lose their souls. The girl's delicate lips are lightly pursed, as if she is... Angry and coquettish, the pale peach lips are more beautiful than thousands of flowers.

The most eye-catching features are the two tufts of ears covered with down on the girl's head and the long, white ponytail behind her.

As a new trainer, Yang Hui is very familiar with the girl's characteristics.

Jockey girls are girls born for running. They have extremely strong athletic talents. Their biggest physical features are the slender ears on their heads and the flowing tails behind their waists.

At this moment, the white-haired horse girl is wearing short-sleeved shirts that are obviously one size too large, and a pair of cropped pants that are obviously men's style. A pair of slender calves and delicate feet like works of art are exposed.

"Then now both of our wishes have come true."

The girl opened her red lips lightly, her eyes full of doubts about the world and outlook on life.

Chapter 2 I make a wish to make my best friend a horse racing girl

Liuli was furiously stepping on the armrest of the sofa, her crystal toes shining with dreamy brilliance under the sunlight.

After I woke up this morning, all my information had changed. The name on my ID card, bank card, and even the delivery address had all changed from Liu Li to Liuli.

It seems that there is only one racing girl named Liuli left in this world.

"I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious yet." Yang Hui once read in a textbook about horse racing girls. This action is similar to a cat stepping on breasts, which is an instinctive behavior that horse racing girls only show when they are nervous and impatient. action.

If you don't appease the horse girl at this time, it is very likely that the immature horse girl will cause further damage.

Yang Hui learned how to appease the horse race girl.

How to relax with brothers, Yang Hui has done it countless times.

But this is the first time Yanghui has encountered the fact that his brother is a horse racing girl.

"How about I drink something with you?" After thinking for a while, Yang Hui placed a pot of long-cherished sake on the table.

Friendship may change, but it will never deteriorate. There is nothing about men that a glass of wine cannot solve!

Looking at her friend who was still not interested in Si Liu, Liuli made an international friendly gesture, her pupils were filled with the expression "I want to kill you", and she spat out a few words: "You shouldn't go to that shrine."

"The main thing is that you shouldn't make all my wishes come true." Yang Hui replayed the scene of yesterday's wish, twisting his head and looking helpless.

Liuli looked at Yanghui's twisted movements and wondered, "What's wrong with your head?"

"Slept in a stiff neck."

"Pure waste...bastard fish."

"Can't you say bad words?"

"Yeah... maybe it's because swearing doesn't fit in with your wish-making personality?"

"I didn't make this wish, and isn't this Yamato Nadeshiko with white hair and red eyes your hobby? You know me, I like the small ones, the fragrant ones... Look at your exaggeration again The pectoralis major is your ideal type no matter how you look at it.”

Liuli waved her hand towards Yanghui and motioned for him to sit over, with a bad look on her face.

Yang Hui's muscles tensed up, "You're not going to twist my neck while I'm being treated, are you?"

"What do you say?"

"Hard to say."

Yanghui was still ready to continue making jokes, when a pair of soft and delicate hands pressed on both sides of his neck, kneading it with unhurried strength. The horse racing girl's body temperature was much higher than that of ordinary people, so Liuli's fingers A natural sense of warmth. Compared with Liu Li's rough and calloused hands in the past, the experience was countless times stronger.

At the same time, the faint fragrance once again flowed into the nose, making people unconsciously think of the spirit deer walking in the snow. Yanghui wrinkled his nose and asked, "Do you smell any fragrance?"

"No, I can only smell the smell of your scalp oil."

Yang Hui's face turned red, and he turned around and explained to Liuli, "I drank so much yesterday that I didn't have time to wash myself off. I don't have your drinking capacity. People who come back are stupid."

Liuli quickly held down Yanghui, who was about to turn around: "Don't look back, I'll be careful if I hold you down seriously."

Looking back for a moment, Yang Hui confirmed that the elegant fragrance indeed came from Liuli, but he seemed to be unable to smell it.

Hesitating and not knowing how to explain to her friends that she seemed to be born with body odor, Yanghui chose to change the subject: "What should we do next?"

"What else can I do? Go to the shrine and make another wish to see if you can change it back."

"What if it doesn't come back?"

"All the previous work groups have disappeared. I also checked the original company, and there is no such person as me at all. If I can't change back, I can only take one step at a time."

Liuli patted Yanghui's neck, which had reduced swelling, and hugged Yanghui from behind, "The next step is bone setting."

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

"You're afraid of a hammer. You're afraid every time I set bones. When have I ever made a mistake?" The powerful strength of the horse racing girl made Liuli completely ignore Yanghui's struggle. She put her hands around Yanghui's head and held Yanghui with one arm. chin, and the other arm went around his forehead.

"That's not the problem!"

"Click." A sound.

The cervical vertebra dislocation of Yanghui Stiff Neck should be reset with sound.

"Done." Liuli clapped her hands with disgust on her face, "It's time to wash your hair. This oil can be used for cooking."

"..."

"say something."

"Ah? Oh, I'm fine." Yang Hui touched his nose, looking dazed.

"Why are you so confused in broad daylight?" Liuli looked up at the clock. After going back and forth, it was actually already two o'clock in the afternoon. "We have to go to the shrine quickly. If we don't hurry up, it will be closed."

"Skipping lunch?"

"We'll talk about it when we get back." Liuli walked into her room without turning around, "Hurry up and change your clothes."

……

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the scorching sun was at its peak, and the torii of Shimogamo Shrine was visible.

"You won't get heatstroke like this?" Yanghui, who was already sweating profusely, repeatedly confirmed to the "people" around him.

Wearing a sports suit that was obviously one size too big, her hip-length hair was completely tucked into the inside of the clothes. The wide hood covered Liuli's head tightly, and only wisps of pure white Liu Hai could be seen vaguely.