Why was I assigned to be a horse girl?

The students who recognized Kotobuki Toru almost instinctively pointed in his direction.

The crimson figure seemed to find its direction in an instant, rushing towards Kotobuki Toru like a ray of light.

"Whoa... That's too fast! Brake, brake!"

The girl let out a shout of joy and surprise, then took a step, the rubber soles of her running shoes leaving black marks on the road like skid marks...

Finally, the crimson voice, and its ultimate distance, stopped in front of the bewildered Kotobuki Toru.

A fragrant breeze carrying the scents of musk and amber wafted over Qin Chui's face.

Time seemed to slow down; after the girl stood still, her long, crimson hair, like a budding red flower, suddenly blossomed behind her due to inertia.

Her crimson hair billowed up, like the most beautiful spider lilies blooming, enveloping Kotobuki and the crimson-clad girl.

Kotobuki unconsciously uttered, "So beautiful..."

Chapter Three: I'm going to stab you to death! Stab you!

The girl's hair fluttered like the strands of a spider lily, dazzling and flamboyant.

The girl's skin was extremely fair, and at such close range, it resembled the lustrous white porcelain that could only be revealed to the world after being tempered by fierce fire. Her pale golden pupils were like gilded gold melted by her red hair, and her features were exquisite and beautiful, as perfect as a work of art by a goddess.

Humans are instinctively alert or wary of anything red, but when such vibrant red hair and soft, delicate cherry lips appear on a young girl, they add endless charm to her.

The only drawback was that the girl was wearing an ordinary employee jacket, which covered her up completely and reduced the visual impact of the girl.

However, a name tag was pinned to the girl's noticeably heaving chest—

Scarlet amber.

It sounds a bit odd, but it's still a nice-sounding name... at least better than those horse racing girls called Happy Miku or Golden Ship.

"Ouch...it hurts, it's so hot...my shoes."

But before Kotobuki could admire the girl's stunning beauty for even a few seconds, Hitoko started hopping around with a snarl, completely ignoring the stares of those around her.

Kotobuki Toru tried to calm her heart, which was already pounding. "That sudden stop was too dangerous and too sudden, even for a strong racehorse girl. It's good that the soles of her shoes are hot."

The girl's head was unlike that of a human; her long, delicate ears, covered in downy fur, trembled slightly with pain, and behind her was a long, crimson tail that swayed from side to side, venting its pain.

That's right, the girl who suddenly rushed in front of him was actually a horse racer.

In Kotobuki Toru's memory, she didn't seem to know such a stunning racehorse girl, but since the other party was clearly coming for her, Kotobuki Toru glanced at the growing number of classmates around her and asked, "Excuse me, do we know each other?"

But it was Kotobuki Toru's words that made the girl in front of him explode. She raised her head aggressively like a little lion: "Why did you complain about me?! I'm going to stab you to death! Stab you to death! Stab you!"

The girl waved her small fists, and perhaps because of her stunningly beautiful face, her aggressive and yandere-like words didn't sound very threatening to Kotobuki Toru.

"Huh? Why?"

The girl's teeth were pearly white, and she bit them so hard they made a crunching sound, as if she had just broken a mouthful of silver teeth. "I should be asking you that too! Do we know each other? Do we have a grudge? Why did you file a complaint against me? Why did my salary get docked? Why was I fired?!"

The girl spoke frantically, but as she spoke, glistening water droplets rolled down from her golden eyes, first one, then a string of them, and finally they gathered into streaks of water.

"Why do I have to starve? Why do I have to find a new job?!"

As she spoke, the girl noticed her unusual state. After wiping her face, she suddenly looked at the glistening tears in her palm with some surprise. "Eh? I actually cried? Why am I so easily agitated?"

Kotobuki Toru watched the girl talking to herself and felt that this horse racer girl's mental state might not be very good. Moreover, she had just said that she wanted to fight him! Could she really be some kind of horse racer killer?

Kotobuki Toru took two steps back, both to get out of the attack range of the racehorse girl who was crying and lamenting her own tearful nature, and to escape the warm scent of the girl's body...

This kind of infection, enveloped in fragrance, can make you feel a little dizzy.

Based on just these few words, Kotobuki had a rough idea of ​​what was going on: the racehorse girl in front of her must be the customer service representative who had called her so abruptly earlier, and it was probably because of her complaints and negative reviews that she had her wages docked or even been fired by the insurance company.

Kotobuki Toru was somewhat embarrassed. If he had known that this complaint would actually cost this racehorse girl her job, he would never have said anything carelessly during that follow-up call...

However, the customer service representative who came directly to seek revenge because of my complaint is rather shockingly proactive...

As a mere human, if the other party truly wanted to kill me, all four of my limbs combined wouldn't be enough to withstand the horse girl's single hand. Putting aside everything else, if that horse girl hadn't stopped in time and had charged at nearly 50 kilometers per hour, the kinetic energy could have sent me to another world...

"Um, sorry!"

But Kotobuki knows that taking the initiative to admit defeat can avoid 99% of unnecessary conflicts, and that you should admit defeat and apologize when necessary!

So Kotobuki Toru quickly placed his hands on his thighs and bowed deeply to the horse girl: "I didn't know that my complaint would cause you to lose your job..."

"you……"

Kohaku was clearly surprised by Kotobuki's quick apology, and her anger subsided considerably. She rubbed her sore eyes and softened her tone: "Actually, it's not entirely because of your complaint. Maybe I've been yelling at customers too much this month... and your complaint just happened to push the complaint count to the red line..."

"At your company, how many complaints would result in losing your job?"

"100 pieces?"

You've already killed a hundred people?!

Kotobuki silently scoffed to herself, "So I was just the last straw that broke the camel's back? And how do you usually deal with clients, you racehorse girl?!"

"There's nothing I can do... Selling insurance is inherently a bad job. Most customers come with hostility. They can insult my insurance company, but they can't insult my character!"

"That makes sense... but I'm still sorry, without my complaint..."

Looking at the sincere man in front of her, Fei Tu Hu Po's anger had already subsided considerably. After a helpless sigh, she waved her hand and prepared to take her leave: "I was originally planning to come over through the internet to settle scores with you, but since you've already apologized... then forget it."

After saying that, the girl turned to leave, her crimson hair billowing up again due to centrifugal force.

Kotobuki Toru watched the somewhat lonely and forlorn figure, and as Hitoko Amber's swaying hair was about to disappear into the distance, Kotobuki Toru suddenly stretched out his hand: "Um... I have a suggestion."

"Wow."

Just then, Amber, who had barely taken her first step, suddenly felt her legs go weak and fell forward uncontrollably, like a red leaf fluttering down in autumn.

Without a second thought, and disregarding the differences between men and women, Kotobuki Toru suddenly took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the girl...

He pulled the flowing tail behind the girl, which resembled a crimson sunset and had a touch of golden down at the tip, into his hand.

However, the hair on the horse girl's tail is also long and fluffy, and the visual length and the actual length cannot be equated. So, when Kotobuki Toru grabbed it, he could not grab the tailbone of Hitokohaku's tail, but could only grab the hair growing on the girl's tail.

"Ouch! It hurts so much..."

The crimson tail taut like a bowstring in the air, and the girl's slender body leaned forward and bent under the combined force of gravity and pull, drawing a beautiful, youthful arc.

Fei Tu Hu Po's fragile tear ducts burst uncontrollably once again, and she whimpered incoherently, "My butt, no... this isn't where my butt is, oh, my tail! My tail! It hurts, it hurts, it's going to be pulled out..."

Kotobuki Toru subconsciously retorted, "Pull?"

Is this a plugin?

"No, it's about to break!"

Chapter Four: Look at the Feet

"That Kotobuki guy has absolutely no sense of chivalry!"

"You're just grabbing my tail and pulling me like this... I'm not happy unless I get kicked."

"The quality of this racehorse's coat is amazing."

Although no one had a tail, anyone with hair could understand the pain of having their hair pulled, especially women. If their hair was pulled so violently, they would feel like killing someone.

The men present were already inwardly cursing Kotobuki Toru for not knowing how to cherish women. In this situation, they should have quickly grabbed the horse girl's hand or hugged her.

What's the deal with grabbing a racehorse girl by the tail?

From an emotional perspective, this shows a lack of chivalry; from a rational perspective, daring to suddenly grab a racehorse girl's tail from behind means she's never been killed before...

Thankfully, this red-haired racehorse girl has a gentle personality. If it were a racehorse girl who was easily stressed, a simple back kick could have made this day next year the anniversary of Kotobuki Toru's death!

Kotobuki Toru felt like he was being pricked by needles, but now that he had already grabbed her, he couldn't just let go and let Hitoko Amber fall down again, could he?

Without further ado, Kotobuki Toru tightened his grip on Hitotsu Kohaku's tail, forcefully pulling the girl back to her upright position...

After Kotobuki Toru pulled her hair to help her regain her balance and stand up straight, Kohaku was in so much pain that her eyes rolled back, looking like she had been completely played with.

Amidst the pain between her thighs and the inexplicable exhaustion, Hitotsu Amber slumped to the ground again in a duck-like position: "You bastard! You could have grabbed my arm if I fell, but why did you pull my tail?"

"Isn't it because I'm afraid you'll sue me for sexual harassment? You just said you wanted to die with me or something, so for the sake of my reputation and innocence, I had no choice but to resort to this tactic."

"You're always thinking about yourself..."

Being criticized by a pretty girl for only thinking about herself is definitely not a pleasant experience.

However, as a future horse racing trainer and a current horse racing student, Kotobuki Toru was almost instinctively concerned about why Hisu Kohaku was slumped on the ground.

"Let's not talk about that... Are your legs alright?"

Racehorse girls have three major instincts or desires: the desire to reproduce, the desire to eat, and the desire to run... Let's leave the desire to reproduce and the desire to eat aside for now, and talk about the desire to run.

For racehorse girls, unless they operate recklessly or the running conditions suddenly change, causing a shift in their center of gravity, they will never fall down when walking or jogging normally. After all, they are elves born to run.

Kotobuki immediately connected Amber's inexplicable fall with her almost violent sudden stop earlier.

Such a violent sudden stop is like jumping off a speeding sports car. The body's inertia and the sudden resistance, two completely opposite forces, can easily cause ligament sprains and ankle dislocations.

"I don't know... but I feel weak, like I'm walking on cotton."

Kotobuki pointed to the steps at the edge of the teaching building. "Go sit over there for a bit. Can you check if you can hop across on one foot?"

"Wow, you're telling me to jump over here when I'm already like this?"

Amber's almond-shaped eyes widened, her gaze filled with disdain: "Let me tell you, if you should help, then help. If you're falsely accused of harassment, then just take action! Start a duel; that's just a brawl."

"You mean, you want me to fight with the racehorse girl? To brawl with the racehorse girl? That's practically sending me straight to the funeral home..."

Before Kotobuki could finish his rant, Kohaku raised his left foot, which he had just used for a sudden stop, and stretched out his left hand on the same side, firmly pressing it onto Kotobuki's shoulder.

"Wouldn't that solve the problem?"

Kotobuki Toru was stunned for a moment. Ohne's hand... no, Amber's palm was still wet with tears from earlier. That damp, sticky feeling quickly soaked through his T-shirt, and the feeling of clothing blocking the way instantly melted away.

Amber's hands were small, with the softness unique to a young girl and the warmth that belonged only to a racehorse girl. A slightly heavy pressure followed... that was the pressure from the girl entrusting her own weight to her.

It's unbelievable that a woman of the opposite sex, a racehorse girl, trusted me so much the first time we met that she dared to entrust her entire weight to my shoulders.

"Come on, come on, what are you standing there for?"

Urged on by Kohaku behind him, Kotobuki Toru dragged the bouncy girl toward the steps at the edge of the path.

A strange understanding and trust formed between the two... It would have been even better if the girl hadn't been encouraging herself by saying, "Go for it, Bruce," as she walked.

After delivering Amber to the steps, Amber simply and casually sat down on the ground, holding onto the steps.

Then, because she sat directly on her own furry tail, which pressed on her pain receptors, she writhed on the steps for a while in pain before tearfully taking off her shoes to check her legs and feet.

Kotobuki Toru observed Kohaku's situation from the side. Although he was a student majoring in horse racing, he didn't have many opportunities to observe young horse racing girls so closely.

For some reason, Amber's shoes were clearly several sizes larger than her actual foot size, and they looked somewhat worn and even resembled human footwear...

It's important to understand that racehorse girls have at least three times the physical capabilities of humans. Normally, running shoes worn by humans are completely inadequate to support the pressure and wear and tear that racehorse girls experience while running. If this continues, it's only a matter of time before Kohaku gets injured.

However, Amber was completely unaware of this, and after untying the shoelaces of her running shoes, she easily took off her shoes and socks.

The fair and translucent objects were peeled from the shoes and socks like fresh lychees, and each cute and delicate toe shimmered with a dreamy luster under the sunlight.

These are the legs that racehorses rely on for survival and running.

Whether it's because he's a leg fetishist that he wanted to become a racehorse trainer, or because becoming a racehorse trainer made him attracted to the legs of racehorses, no one has been able to draw a conclusion on the dialectical relationship between these two things.

But undeniably, Kotobuki Toru's breathing unconsciously paused for several seconds...

Amber seemed unaware of Kotobuki Toru's somewhat intense gaze, or perhaps she simply didn't care. Following her previous habits and memories, she gently twisted her ankle, holding her arch with one hand and her calf with the other.

Amber exclaimed in amazement, "So soft, so bouncy..."

Chapter Five: The Horse That Can Travel a Thousand Miles

"Wow, that leg is amazing! It can bend at such an angle... It's almost like a ballet dancer's. No wonder it was so fast when it was running earlier."

After realizing the softness and elasticity of her feet, Hitoko Amber began to play with them as if she had discovered a new continent. When she was a sports student, the softness and elasticity of her legs and feet were naturally excellent, but compared to the ankles of Uma Musume, they were worlds apart.

Watching Hitotsu Amber knead and massage her delicate foot, Kotobuki Toru, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed. After swallowing hard, he said helplessly, "Isn't this your own leg...? Can you please stop making such surprised noises? Why do you act like you're seeing it for the first time?"

"Actually, this is my first time being a racehorse girl."

"what?"

"It's nothing, don't worry about it."

After undergoing the routine bone and ligament check-up, Amber looked puzzled. "Huh? According to this procedure... there shouldn't be anything wrong with my foot, right? It doesn't hurt or itch."