Chapter 99 I am definitely more interested in learning about miscellaneous subjects than majors (23)

"Can you remember the feeling of this stride?"

"Of course, I just watched Guinea Pig's joke, and I'm in great shape now~"

"...Let's see if the mud can breed lotus flowers." One of the researchers said, and greeted the somewhat distracted Manchester Tea House, "Tea House students, prepare to time."

"……good."

After coming back to his senses, Manchester City Teahouse picked up the stopwatch and looked at Eri Soko, who was simulating several changes in her posture before returning to running, and watched as she began to lower her body and get ready to start.

Bang!

The sudden sound came from the explosion of a black flame, causing several racing girls in the distance to look over, but the trainer beside them had to slow down by half a beat.

As the instigator, Omo just stared at the white robe going away in the strong wind, and then moved his eyes downwards, staring at the slight depression left at the starting point.

The flame was not worth mentioning. It was just a fireball that caused the magic power to explode out of control to induce the possibility of tachyon particles.

He stared at the shoe prints of the running shoes specially prepared for horse racing girls, with metal shoes embedded in them, and then looked at the Manchester Teahouse on the side: "Teahouse classmate, if you were to run, would you have the same shoe prints?

"

Direct comparison is disrespectful to others, but for horse racing girls who have to participate in competitions for a long time, competition is their obligation.

"It will sink deeper."

Manchester City Tea House directly gave a better response. She is not such a strong girl, that is to say, she talks about matters as they arise.

"Sure enough, strength and physical training should really be put on the agenda."

Omer once again looked at the brown shadow that rounded the first corner. There were several racing girls training together on this track, but some were on the inside track and some on the outside track. Occasionally they would meet or chase each other on the same track.

or beyond, which will have some impact on the rhythm.

The rhythm of breathing, the rhythm of running, and the choice of route. Omer’s vision from a distance cannot be said to be observant, but judging from his running performance alone

The chaos presented by all that is not unclear.

"It seems that we need to participate in parallel training and even simulation games." Omo sighed, and the Manchester City cafeteria who was holding a stopwatch on the side also nodded.

"She has been out of class and running training for too long."

"If you have a chance, Chazao-san, can you do more side-running training with her?" Omer invited him and continued to add teammates to his children.

Running side by side means that when a horse racing girl is training, she must run with 2 or more other racing girls to simulate a sense of competition on the field.

"No problem, but I've been quite busy lately."

"That's okay, just participate when you have time. Today, I originally wanted to entrust Miura Bourbon to practice with her, but this is a bit cruel."

A cyborg who has maintained high-intensity self-discipline training for a long time, and a researcher who has just started to recover, run together. Thinking about it, Omer feels a bit bullying. I am afraid that the hostility of Eliseko will be even more obvious.

Level one.

When he thought of that kind of direction, Omo shook his head again: "...Forget it, let's take it step by step."

"Well, it'll be better to wait for a while." Teaza, who is also a horse racing girl, looked a little worried at Tako's performance at the moment.

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It's such a strange feeling of going uphill.

It seems that I haven't run for a long time.

The centrifugal force in cornering is also very bad. Such research results are not very ideal. What would the guinea pig think?

The posture she was trying to maintain was affected by the turns and uphills. As she was running and trying to regain her rhythm, Eri Soko had little time to glance into the distance. In a hurry, what she saw were the two people turning their heads and talking to each other.

picture.

Mr. Guinea Pig and Tea House are chatting again, are they talking about themselves? Or are they talking about communication on the source of energy? No, no, Mr. Guinea Pig will probably still ask the horse racing girl, right?

He also seemed to be interested in the teahouse yesterday.

The thoughts in my mind gradually became endless, and the speed of my feet gradually increased, especially on the last bend.

Aili Suzi, who didn't know that the eyes of the cafeteria and Omo had already returned to her, already had a strange brilliance under her feet.

In the short period before the finish line, some horse girls will run with full concentration, some horse girls will rely on instinct, and some horse girls are always planning various levels in their minds.

Those things may not even have anything to do with horse racing, but just give rise to the idea of ​​wanting to finish quickly and reach the finish line earlier.

The foundation of life, the desire of the soul, a little awakening.

"...It seems that the only skill she doesn't need training is."

Witnessing those strange and sudden movements of the feet, the pale blue light dots surrounding the running burst of acceleration were so obvious, as if telling all the witnesses that I activated the skill

This also made Omer comment softly, and subconsciously reached out to make notes on the light screen. When he realized it, he noticed that his palm had recovered.

"Haha. Like, how about it! Trainer-kun! Teahouse!"

Ma Niang, who was wearing a white coat, bowed down and put her hands on her knees. She was clearly out of breath but did not forget to maintain her high spirits as before.

Just the higher the voice makes breathing more confusing.

"What a result!"

"You'd better calm down." Seeing such difficulty, Omo raised his hand helplessly, gently patted her back with one hand, and tried to take off her white coat that had become a complete burden at the moment, "Chazao-san, report the results.

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Arisuko, who had recovered a little and stood up straight, was obviously very dissatisfied after listening to the time announcement in the cafe.

"Damn it, it only improved a little, so it's considered a verification failure!"

"The idea is correct, but the theoretical practice is not detailed enough." Carrying the white coat that had a lot of sweat stains and felt that it needed to be washed later, Omo asked for his briefcase back from the cafe and fumbled for the water bottle.

"I didn't expect to correct much the first time, so I'm not surprised by this result."

"It's a pity that I can't put you back in the laboratory so early. This requires at least three more rounds of training to adjust for uphill and curved areas."

"Well, even I can't go back and do experiments with confidence after seeing this kind of data,"

Under the surprised gaze of Manchester City Teahouse, Aili Suzi accepted the request for additional training very honestly, and then came close to her: "By the way, Teahouse, what were you talking about with Mr. Guinea Pig?"

"From now on, Chazao-san will run and practice sparring with you when he has time. I originally wanted Bourbon to come, but I think it's better to build some basic confidence in the rehabilitation patients, right?"

Omer said, passing the mineral water bottle.

"And your pair of shoes, show me later." "Oh, Guinea Pig-kun still has this kind of hobby?"

"Aluminum alloy shoes are used for competition. They are only one-third the weight of extremely soft steel, but have poor wear resistance. Training shoes are heavier but have better durability."

"I don't doubt your professionalism in terms of waterproofing and slip resistance, but are the materials used for training and competition reversed?"

The shoe is an iron auxiliary device installed on the running shoes of a racing girl. It is fixed on the sole of the shoe and functions just as Homare said.

For a racing girl, shoe running shoes are like mercenary equipment, an indispensable weapon and logistical support.

Regarding the slander of the horse girl, the trainer said enough professional words, and even squatted down to look at the appearance of her shoes, which made the former quite uncomfortable.

"Is the toe of the shoe reinforced resin or plasticized iron?" He looked up at Eri Soko who took two steps back, "I still remember that there is a kind of racing alloy shoe called 'win-loss iron' in the circle of horse racing girls. You don't know how to do it?"

Is this the kind of thing you order directly?”

"Are you really a new trainer?"

The surprise on Eliseko's face was exactly the same as that in the Manchester City Teahouse, as if she was not Omer's horse girl.

"Forget it, Kazata-san, you are surprised. What are you surprised about? Don't you know the homework I did?"

Omo looked at the child speechlessly and stood up slowly.

"Of course I'm a new trainer, so I'm guaranteed to replace you."
Chapter completed!