Why was I assigned to be a horse girl?

"Hmm?" The tutor took the notebook and quickly flipped through it. The fresh notes looked like they hadn't even dried completely yet. Between the lines of text, drawings, and formulas, there were many typos and traces of deletions, making them look quite rough.

But with such notes, the tutor could easily construct and imagine a racehorse girl in his mind.

He is 1.6 meters tall, has excellent leg strength, and has a rough but meticulous personality. His fighting style is probably the kind that likes to go all out from the start and crush other opponents... He doesn't seem to have much fighting intelligence.

Excellent trainer's notes should be like this: they never mention the racehorse girl's name, but the traces and presence of her are everywhere. Insiders can deduce who the notes were written for at a glance.

Otherwise, why would some horse girls, whose romantic feelings have awakened and who over-interpret things, say in private: "The trainer's notes are love letters that the trainer wrote to the horse girls"?

Moreover, he would write for three years straight, sometimes even producing several books.

But the mentor still wanted to ask: "Hey, is Little Amber the kind of silly... the kind of racehorse girl who isn't good at scheming?"

Those fox-like eyebrows and features tell a story and reveal a whole host of thoughts. If you threw them into a Chinese TV drama, they'd be in a palace intrigue series of at least 52 episodes, or they'd be playing a peerless enchantress who gets her own king to dig out the heart of one of her subordinates and cook it for her.

As a result, Kotobuki Toru's suggested tactics... or rather, Kotobuki Toru's suggested tactics were no tactics at all, for fear of burning out the kid's CPU by saying too much.

Kotobuki Toru seemed quite surprised: "You actually guessed that?"

"You can tell at a glance, which shows you've been paying attention and observing very carefully. However, you haven't yet touched my legs, rubbed my knees, or massaged my waist to assess me, which I'm not satisfied with."

The tutor played a couple of lines on the piano, then turned to him and asked, "These notes must have been hard to write. Why did you suddenly decide to stay up all night to do this?"

Kotobuki glanced at the rising sun in the distance and squinted. "I ran into the racehorse girl, Oguri Hat, yesterday. She said she wanted to invite Hitoko Amber to Central Tereson."

The instructor's face showed a knowing look: "I know about Oguri Hat's visit. I even invited her to come to Hokkaido University to help with the teaching materials, but she refused... I didn't expect you to run into her."

The zither player nodded in agreement.

The mentor recalled for a moment and then said, "Actually, this happens every year. Local racehorses from Treisen are scouted to Central Treisen... It's a good thing for the racehorses, but not necessarily for the local trainers. They are employees, local teachers. In addition, Central Treisen is very strict in recruiting trainers, and many local trainers are not qualified to train there. So, for their trainers, the transfer of racehorses means a farewell."

"It is said that Oguri Hattori and her trainer were like that... When Oguri Hattori was discovered by Central, she had to sign a termination agreement and then they separated... I don't quite remember whether her trainer passed the Central Tereson exam in the end."

In short, for racehorse girls, going to Central Treisen is simply a matter of talent, because there are countless resources there that allow them to unleash their potential... but for trainers, it's an insurmountable barrier.

“Yes…” Kotobuki Toru sighed, and continued:

“For a racehorse girl going to the Central District means a farewell for the trainer, let alone me who isn’t even a trainer yet. So I thought that at least when I’m training Hitoko Amber these few days, I should give her an excellent race result so that she won’t be bullied because she’s a bit silly when she goes to the Central District.”

"..."

The tutor looked at his expressionless student.

Kotobuki's words were quite poignant, even carrying a sense of parting from life and death, implying they would be strangers from now on...

Logically, I should pat Qin Chuitou on the shoulder at this point, advise him to think more positively, or even invite him for drinks that evening.

Men, there's nothing a meal can't fix; if one meal isn't enough, then two...

"But I just don't believe you'd give up so easily!"

Who is Qin Chuitou? He's a ruthless person who gets top marks in every subject under his own supervision.

Although he usually seems carefree and nonchalant, how could he have achieved such good results without perseverance and a competitive spirit?

The instructor frowned slightly and reached out to snatch the bag from Qin Chuitou's hand.

It felt heavy when I first picked it up, like it was filled with bricks.

Since they were his own students anyway, the tutor gritted his teeth and opened Qin Chuitou's handbag again.

Sure enough, they stuffed in two bricks.

Two books, as thick as bricks.

The book's title is also written on the side cover.

Past Exam Questions for Chuo Tressen, Japan

Past exam questions for Central Teresa, USA

The two books looked brand new, as if they had been bought just yesterday, but the one titled "Past Exam Questions of Central Teresa, Japan" already showed obvious signs of being read.

This might be the reason why Kotobuki Toru stayed up so late.

“The principal told me before that you have connections and are not an ordinary person… I didn’t believe it at the time, but now I’m starting to suspect that you are really a family’s specially groomed heir.”

The mentor closed Kotobuki Toru's handbag and handed it back to Kotobuki Toru, who had a helpless smile on his face.

Now he knew where the fighting spirit and excitement in Kotobuki Toru's eyes came from.

"You're really tough on yourself. The Central Teresa exam is at the end of the year, and there are still more than two months left. You, a student who hasn't even graduated yet, are going to take it?"

Chapter Forty-Two: Doing Things No One Has Ever Done Before

"As a trainer, and as a trainer in reserve, no matter what I think, my primary task is to take Saima Musume to a higher stage."

"Therefore, I absolutely support Amber going to Central Treson."

Kotobuki Toru's eyes gleamed with seriousness and determination. "But I will never give up such a good partner, so I will also prepare to take the Central Treson trainer qualification exam. Is it possible to take the exam?"

The tutor glanced at his student, and after a long pause, he nodded firmly: "If you can apply, you can take the exam... but to be honest, it's very difficult. By the way, why did you even buy the American one?"

"If I don't get any from Japan, I'll get some from the US. Anyway, my spoken and written English are fine... Then I'll try to get some trainees back to Japan. I heard that American trainers get luxury dormitories."

"ox……"

This kid is really something else... Yesterday afternoon I told myself I had already considered it and made up my mind, but last night I suffered a huge blow and experienced what reality is like.

Logically speaking, Kotobuki should have been devastated and lost his mind, like someone who had just broken up with their boyfriend.

But he figured it out that very night, and made a decision immediately, even preparing a contingency plan for if he didn't pass the exam!

Based on his incredible resilience and problem-solving skills alone, the mentor can confidently say that even if Kotobuki Toru doesn't become an excellent trainer, he is definitely a trainer with a very high minimum standard.

[A racehorse can cry, and so can its trainer, but the trainer must laugh before the racehorse finishes crying.]

[A racehorse girl can have a mental breakdown and doubt herself, but a trainer can't.]

These are all proverbs written in textbooks to remind trainers.

In their professional careers, female horse racers, as public figures, inevitably encounter various setbacks and hardships. These setbacks may stem from race defeats or training injuries, while the hardships may arise from the psychological pressure of long-term, high-intensity competition. Furthermore, they are also subject to rumors and gossip from the internet, society at large, and other sources. These false statements are like thorns in the shadows, ready to prick their already sensitive nerves, heightened by pressure.

Trainers, on the other hand, must not only bear the same pressure, but also comfort and support the racehorses, and even become their support. To do this, trainers need to have extremely high stress tolerance.

But most trainers can't do it, and may even fall into the same confusion as the racehorse girls...

Kotobuki Toru is clearly not included in this category.

The tutor clapped his hands: "Speaking of which, I also heard some gossip... The principal said that a few years ago when school started, a kid drove a Lamborghini Veneno to school, and after arriving at school, he casually threw the car keys into the pond, and then went to the principal to borrow money for tuition... That kid wasn't you, was he?"

Kotobuki Toru shook his head: "Where did you hear so much gossip from?"

"Is this all the hobbies that middle-aged people have left? Tell me, isn't that you?"

Kotobuki Toru answered decisively, "Absolutely not me, I don't drive a Lamborghini."

"Oh, wait a minute..." The tutor suddenly looked up, "You're trying to play word games with me again and exploit the information gap... What did you drive to school on the first day?"

"Bugatti".

The mentor gritted his teeth: "It's a good thing that Treson's trainer recruitment doesn't consider family background or connections... otherwise, the racehorses would be ruined by you rich kids."

Kotobuki Toru scratched his head: "At my age, let alone flirting with a young lady, I've never even held the hand of a young woman. Do I think that's bad?"

"That's not true."

The instructor looked up and patted Qin Chuitou's shoulder forcefully, laughing, "You're the best student I've ever taught, but even so, I'm not too optimistic about your chances in the Central Tressen recruitment exam... Ninety-nine percent of those taking the exam are local trainers who want to improve. They not only have ample knowledge, but their practical experience is also top-notch. Your theoretical knowledge is definitely not a problem, but your practical skills..."

In addition to requiring professional knowledge, the Central Teresen exam also tests one's life experience.

A classic example is that during a meeting, Umaru A doesn't sit next to Umaru B, Umaru B doesn't sit at the very edge, and Umaru C doesn't sit in an even-numbered position...

Finally, please indicate the position of each horse girl and briefly analyze how E horse girl managed to snatch the position opposite her trainer, and what her purpose was in doing so.

This kind of question is not difficult for trainers who have actually organized meetings, but it can be a challenge for trainers who do not yet have practical experience.

This is the essence of the saying: "What is difficult for those who know how is difficult for those who don't."

"I know..." Kotobuki Toru nodded slightly, "But how will we know if we don't try?"

“You’ve got ambition, good lad… If you can really get into Central Teresa, I’ll give you full internship evaluations until graduation, and I’ll even help you go on stage for your graduation defense and compete with those old guys.”

……

Kotobuki Toru woke up unusually early today, or rather, he didn't sleep at all...

Most of the students hadn't arrived yet, so Kotobuki Toru habitually chose to sit in the last row.

After deciding on his goal, he had a lot to do.

The task involves updating Hitotsu Amber's training schedule while also preparing for the trainer exam at Central Treson, making it quite challenging.

But it's been a long time since I've taken on something this difficult...

Looking at the densely packed exercises in the workbook, Kotobuki Toru took a deep breath and plunged into them.

Once a person is truly and wholeheartedly engaged in something, they become unaware of changes in the outside world, and their reactions to external stimuli become almost instinctive and subconscious.

This state is generally referred to as flow, and it is said that the ideas that are capable of changing the fate of mankind are conceived when one is in a state of flow.

Kotobuki Toru, who had entered a state of flow, was incredibly efficient at learning. He would solve a problem and eat a rice ball, thoroughly enjoying himself.

At this rate, I should be able to finish studying the question bank from the past twenty years in the half month before the Central Trainer Exam.

Wait... where did this rice ball come from?

Savoring the aroma of rice in her mouth and the satisfying feeling of swallowing the rice, Kotobuki Toru suddenly raised her head.

Those senses that had been ignored returned to me once again.

There was a warm feeling around me, like a fireplace.

A familiar and pleasant fragrance filled my nostrils.

And in the background, there were gurgling chewing sounds; just listening to them, you could feel how sweet and delicious they were.

"Huh? Where did this rice ball come from?"

Qin Chui turned his head to look.

The scarlet racehorse girl who had given him a headache all night was sitting next to him, her forehead resting on the table, facing under the table, her full breasts hanging down as if about to drip water. At this moment, Hitotsu Amber was scrolling through her phone with one hand and munching on a rice ball in the other.

Chapter 43 It's quite normal for good friends to kiss indirectly... probably.

At this moment, Fei Tu Hu Po was still happily scrolling through her phone, a smile unconsciously appearing on her lips, like a blooming rose.

Looking at Hitoko Amber, who was eating rice balls in small bites, Kotobuki Toru felt much more at peace.

However, Kotobuki Toru still had a question... where did the lingering aroma of rice and the taste of rice balls in his mouth come from?

However, it's highly likely that it's related to the Hitsu Amber sitting next to him.

“Hibiscus…”

Just as Kotobuki was about to ask Hitokohaku a question, Hitokohaku finished watching a short video on her phone.

So, Hitotsu Kohaku's fingertips swiped across the phone screen as she raised the hand holding the rice ball. Without even glancing at Kotobuki Toru, she expertly handed the rice ball to him.

Kotobuki Toru shrank back, looking down at the rice ball in front of him.

On the few remaining rice balls, the delicate tooth marks were still clearly visible. Upon closer inspection, one could see that the translucent rice grains were still covered with fine, glistening lines of saliva, which shimmered slightly in the light, making Kotobuki Toru blush slightly.

Hitoko noticed that the amount of rice ball in her hand had not decreased at all, so she raised her hand up again, clearly waiting quietly for Kotobuki to open her mouth.

Kotobuki Toru understood completely; the rice ball that had just been fed to him was clearly fed to him by Hishiko Amber herself.

And she fed him one bite at a time, then fed him the other bite... To free her hands to play on her phone, Hitoko Amber really went to great lengths!

Kotobuki Toru subconsciously smacked her lips, but unfortunately... after a while, the taste of the rice ball had completely disappeared...

Kotobuki looked at the rice ball in front of him again. "How about another bite?"

Anyway, I've already eaten so many bites...

Just as Kotobuki Toru was caught in a fierce internal struggle, Hitoko Amber was getting impatient. She had been waiting for Kotobuki Toru to make the first move before she could start eating, but Kotobuki Toru hadn't made a sound for so long, which made Hitoko Amber very anxious. The girl raised her hand at a sharp angle.

Then he smeared the rice ball onto Qin Chui's face.

"Pfft, cough cough."

Hitotsu Amber then realized what was happening and quickly turned to look at Kotobuki Toru: "Hey, why aren't you eating?"

Kotobuki Toru lowered his head and started brushing the rice grains off his face. This unexpected smear of rice on his face allowed him to smell not only the aroma of rice and sushi vinegar, but also the peculiar fragrance that belonged to Hitoko Amber...