Uma Musume, in the game

He liked lying here, enjoying the evening breeze, holding Tea House in his arms. The other's snow-white cheeks and golden pupils matched the night very well. That was one of the rare times when Luo Cheng had no messy thoughts. He treated Tea House as a friend and told her about the past.

Occasionally, the teahouse girl would make a "hmm" sound, and I didn't know if it was her instinct or if she really heard what I said.

Luo Cheng hopes it is the latter.

Humans are social creatures. They need to communicate. They cannot survive alone. Even if they have to pretend, they need to pretend that there is someone around.

After being alone for a long time, my brain starts to become abnormal.

Time passed by minute by minute, the evening breeze blew, and footsteps were heard beside him. He raised his head and looked at the black girl who was approaching.

The beautiful long black hair blends in with the night, the snow-white face reflects the halo of the moon, and the delicate cheeks are even whiter and more lovely under the embellishment of the moonlight. But the most beautiful thing is the other person's eyes. Those eyes are so clear that there is not a trace of impurities, just like the stars at night, showing a dazzling golden color, which is fascinating.

"Trainer, you came first. I was wondering where you were."

She adjusted her skirt, put her legs together, and sat obediently beside him.

"Teahouse..."

"What's wrong, trainer?"

"Knee pillow."

"?"

Tea House blinked, and after a while she finally understood what the other party was saying. A blush appeared on her cheeks. She lowered her legs and whispered, "Please use it, trainer."

Luo Cheng moved his body and leaned on the tea seat's thigh. The warm and soft feeling enveloped Luo Cheng.

As expected of a very favorable Uma Musume, she can easily agree to such a request. Considering that Tea House's favorability is as high as that of the Emperor of the East China Sea, she will definitely agree to do something more extreme.

Leaning closer to the other person, Luo Cheng smelled the other person's faint body fragrance, as well as the faint smell of soap. It seemed that the other person had just taken a shower in the dormitory.

"Teahouse, you can see ghosts, right?"

"Yes, Trainer." She nodded. "I could see it when I was very young."

"Do you think ghosts are real? Is it possible that only you can see them and they don't actually exist? Your world is different from everyone else's."

Tea House shook her head. She had never thought about such a complicated issue. She regarded the ability to see ghosts as her own peculiarity and accepted her uniqueness.

"Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one in the world. You're all fake, and maybe even I'm fake. I'm already dead, and this is my last sweet dream."

Luo Cheng lay on the tea table's lap, venting his emotions.

The teahouse looked at him.

Unlike others, Luo Cheng's eyes were a bottomless black, as if not a single light could enter. Although he was venting his anger, no emotion could be seen in his eyes.

Chazuo pondered for a moment and chose the safest approach.

She kissed him.

Chapter 14: Live Your Life

When Luo Cheng saw Chazuo for the first time, he took the initiative to kiss her, and a beautiful blush appeared on her fair face.

"Trainer, I've been living with ghosts since I was a child. No one knows what the world looks like in my eyes. Maybe when I talk to ghosts, others think I'm a freak who talks to myself.

The same is true for trainers. Their world is different from everyone else's. What they see, we don't see, and what they understand, we don't. This situation may last a lifetime, but no matter what, I hope trainers can live according to their own ideas."

My own opinion.

What is it?

…as a player, to complete this game?

Luo Cheng thought of the trainer's manual, which recorded many horse girls' competitions. If I could successfully train all the characters in the manual, could I pass the game?

Luo Cheng longed to communicate with others. He had given up on himself more than once. Hundreds of days of being alone had left him physically and mentally exhausted. This was simply not a life for a human being.

If he continues like this, he will not just treat those horse girls as pillows, he may even abandon their last bit of humanity.

He likes horse racing girls and hugs and plays with them all day long, but if he really has to hurt those people, Luo Cheng still can't accept it.

This is his bottom line.

Luo Cheng is not sure how long he can hold on, so as long as there is a chance to change, Luo Cheng wants to give it a try.

He wants to train all the horse girls in the manual. This is the goal Luo Cheng set for himself.

Feeling the soft legs of the teahouse, Luo Cheng's mood gradually relaxed. It is said that the teahouse really has a magical power. Talking to her will make you feel calm inexplicably. Even if the other person just listens there quietly, it can calm Luo Cheng's restless heart.

He would save up all the words he had been holding back every day and talk to his tea host at night, just like a person stranded on a desert island would carve a piece of wood for himself as a friend and chat with the wood. He didn't need the wood, he could just talk directly to his tea host. Sometimes, when he was so satisfied with the conversation, he would just sleep outside with his tea host.

"Trainer, you're not alone."

Green fingers stroked Luo Cheng's furrowed brows.

Is the teahouse comforting me?

Unfortunately, there was no youthful feeling at all when the two met. They simply relied on touching to increase their affection, and there was no such thing as love. Who can fall in love with a doll that cannot communicate? If you only look at her appearance, it is not love at all, but lusting after her body.

Luo Cheng just wanted her body.

Luo Cheng knew that his self-control was not that strong, and it was good enough that he could stick to the only bottom line. Any more demands would only make Luo Cheng feel irritated and increase his mental burden.

Holding the teahouse's soft black tail, Luo Cheng smelled the pleasant coffee scent on it. He lay on the teahouse's thighs and fell asleep without knowing how long it had passed.

The girl touched his head.

The trainer was very surprised. He said he was not from this world, that everyone was a puppet, and that he was the only living person here.

The trainer told her this every night.

Tea House felt that the other person was out of tune with this world.

She couldn't let go of the trainer, not only because they had been together day and night for such a long time that she regarded him as a part of her life, but also because she was obsessed with this person who shared the same suffering as her.

Just like Luo Cheng said, she is the only one in the world. Sometimes Cha Zuo also feels that she is the only sober person in the world. She can see ghosts, touch ghosts, and even talk to ghosts. This makes her an alien in the eyes of everyone, and then everyone keeps their distance from her.

This makes Tea House feel like he is standing in the gap between two worlds, feeling both the world of life and death at the same time. Because of this, Tea House has more ghost friends than real friends.

The trainer was the same; he lived between two worlds. However, his world was far more special and complex than the one the tea host encountered. Otherwise, Luo Cheng wouldn't have repeated over and over again when talking to the tea host: "Tea host, can you hear me?"

Maybe at that time, the trainer was already in another world, and she became what the other party called a "puppet".

Thinking of this, Tea House couldn't help but feel a little sad. She understood how terrible loneliness was. It was like when she was talking to a ghost, and everyone around her looked at her with strange eyes and said, "Tea House, you are so weird."

Even if Tea House didn't care much about what others thought of her, those words were too hurtful.

The trainer is now in the same state as she was at that time. If she could rely on her ghost friends to hold on, then who can the trainer rely on?

No one could understand him except himself.

She is the only one who can give the trainer salvation.

Tea House lifted the man's body. For the horse girls, lifting an adult who was nearly 1.8 meters tall was almost the same as lifting a baby. They could hardly feel the weight of the other person.

She brought Luo Cheng and Chazuo to the trainer's dormitory. She knew that the other party had the habit of leaving the door key there. She had seen it when she came here with the trainer before.

Been here... Strange, has she been here before?

Her memory of the teahouse was vague; she had a feeling about the place, but couldn't remember where it was.

Back in the room, Tea House put the trainer on the bed, took a breath, and looked at his clothes.

It must be uncomfortable to sleep with clothes on.

The trainer is so tired, so let him lighten up a bit. Thinking of this, Cha Zuo supported the man's body and took off Luo Cheng's shirt, and then his pants.

His fingers stroked the other's strong thighs, and looking at the man's small body, Chazuo couldn't help swallowing.

Even though humans can never compare to horse girls no matter how much they train, and the racial advantage cannot be surpassed by acquired efforts, the curvy body lines still make girls feel excited.

Especially under the touch of the tea table, the man also showed another hidden side of himself.

Amazing.

No, no, I can’t watch this anymore!

Her heart was pounding and her head was a little dizzy. She suddenly covered Luo Cheng with a quilt, turned her back, and tried to calm her heartbeat. However, the more she did this, the faster her heart beat.

Looking at the sleeping man, Chazuo swallowed her saliva. Her body became hotter and hotter, as if a switch was turned on. Her golden eyes gradually changed, and a red love heart danced in her eyes.

[Favorability: 100]

The screen flashed in the man's mind.

"Trainer..."

We are each other's salvation, so it shouldn't be a problem even if we become closer, right?

With no room for anything else in his eyes, Chazuo slowly climbed onto the bed and began to take off his clothes.

Chapter 15 It turns out that I was the one who was kidnapped

A bird chirped outside the window. Luo Cheng opened his eyes and yawned lazily. His senses gradually revived like the new snow in spring. He felt a soft touch on his right hand. A black girl was nestled on his shoulder like a kitten, with long black hair covering her body. Her snow-white skin looked even whiter against the black hair.

The slightly flat chest was rising and falling slightly, and it was obvious that the girl was sleeping soundly. Luo Cheng had seen such scenes too many times. He habitually pulled the girl to his side and buried his face in her.

The faint smell of coffee rushes into the nose, and the snow-white skin is elastic and lovely.

Normally Luo Cheng would sleep until he woke up naturally. Later, in order to keep fit, Luo Cheng began to be self-disciplined. His chaotic life made his mental state worse day by day.

He should have gone for a morning run at this time, but for some reason, his body felt unusually tired today, as if he had been exercising for a whole day and night.

Luo Cheng reached out and stroked the tea girl's ears. He liked Uma Musume's ears, which were soft and furry, and felt just as good as a pet cat's. The same was true of the tail, which had a fluffy feel mixed with a faint fragrance. It was a great way to kill time, and half a day passed by while he stroked it.

Is there anything more wonderful than rubbing Uma Musume's ears in the morning?

No!

Under Luo Cheng's caress, Cha Zuo also woke up. She looked around with a dazed look. When she saw Luo Cheng, Cha Zuo seemed to have turned on a switch. Her mind was instantly activated and she remembered what happened last night.

Last night she brought the trainer back to the dormitory. Seeing that he was in high spirits, she wanted to help him relax.

At that time, her mind was only thinking about the trainer, and she couldn't think of anything else. With a final "boo", she and the trainer separated in a hot and fulfilling way, and she lay down beside him and fell asleep contentedly.

Why is this happening! ?

The teahouse exploded.

How could I do such a thing in the heat of the moment!

It was simply… it was simply…! Chazuo couldn’t find the words to describe her own behavior. She had defiled her trainer, the trainer who shared the same suffering as her, and had used her privately while she was asleep.

What on earth did I do!

Tea House felt very regretful. She raised her head and wanted to beg the trainer for forgiveness, but the trainer was holding her leisurely and touching her ears.

That lazy expression made it seem like he didn't care at all about what happened last night.

What's going on? The trainer wasn't angry at all.

Could it be that he woke up in the middle of the night and was pretending to be asleep?

The effect was due to a movie that Tea House had watched. After all, apart from this explanation, Tea House could not think of any other reason.

Otherwise, he would definitely panic if he saw his horse girl lying naked next to him, right?

"Trainer." Tea House spoke softly. Hearing her voice, the man paused. He turned his head and his black eyes met hers. After a few seconds, Luo Cheng silently moved his hand away and pressed his forehead.

Oh, this is not a game!

Luo Cheng sat up suddenly, and the quilt in the middle was pulled open by his movement, revealing the tea host's soft and boneless body.

Seeing the wet marks on the bed sheet, the man hesitated for a moment, "Tea House... Could it be that I tied you up and took you to the room last night?"

The girl sat up, picked up the quilt to cover her chest, her cheeks red all the way down to her neck.

Without hiding her behavior last night, Chazuo confessed everything she had done. She ignored the trainer's wishes, was obsessed with it, and forced herself to have sex with the other party. She was ready to be scolded by the trainer.

However, after listening to Tea House's description, Luo Cheng's expression became clear.

It turned out to be the case.

He didn't tie it up.