Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

A wisp of dust instantly flew up from the grass with the sound of breaking wind, and the strong force of the feet left footprints on the grass.

Miura Bourbon ran on the training ground with a speed that was much higher than her same period.

It is now around 9 o'clock in the evening. After training with her trainer Miyano Ryoshi today, she started independent training again in the evening.

Of course, Ryoshi Miyano, who is the trainer of Miura Bourbon, also came with him. The jet floated next to Ryoshi Miyano with his hands behind his back.

"You are worthy of being called the horse girl of the Ashuma Super Express!"

As the jet said this, he looked at Miyano Ryoshi who was standing aside. Originally, Miyano Ryoshi would not invite Miura Bourbon, but Sir Liu persuaded him, and he also went to make a deal with ▇▇, and then Miyano was allowed to do so. Lexus changed its mind.

I just don’t know what ▇▇ is, and what the ▇▇▇ in its mouth is...

who cares! Just let Lexus get back on its feet! And it seems that this Miura Bourbon may become a new generation of Triple Crown champion!

Miyano Ryoshi was holding a notebook. Every time Miura Bourbon completed a lap, he would take a pen and write down the results of each lap in the notebook.

Miura Bourbon ran five consecutive laps of the small 5-meter track and finally stopped in front of Ryoshi Miyano.

"Coach, the mission has been completed."

Miura Bourbon was sweating but she didn't kick the air. This kind of high-intensity training was just normal for her.

A pair of light blue pupils were filled with calmness.

Miyano Ryoshi nodded and handed the book in his hand to Miura Bourbon's hand.

"The starting speed of the first lap was better than before, then the speed of the third and fourth laps increased by 0.2 seconds, but the final sprint of the fifth lap was 0.6 seconds slower."

"learn."

Miura Bourbon nodded, handed the notebook back to Miyano Ryoshi, then turned around and prepared to return to the track for another 2000-meter set.

"Wait a minute, Bourbon, stop here today, otherwise overloading again will have an impact on your body and future."

"Good coach."

Miura Bourbon nodded again, and then the machine's eyes suddenly became suspicious.

"Coach, Miura Bourbon has a question that you can answer for me?"

Miyano Ryoshi also nodded.

"How should I respond to Miyu's declaration of war? I don't think I need a [strong enemy]."

"If this is the case, you don't have to worry. Just treat Mi Yu as a normal opponent, but don't underestimate her."

"Her physical strength and tail acceleration are terrifying."

Miura Bourbon thought for a moment and raised his head to find that his trainer was staring into his eyes.

"Coach, do you have any other plans?"

"No, I have a friend who likes to look into other people's eyes. I'm wondering why he likes to look into other people's eyes so much."

Blue pupils, jet's pupils are cherry red...

Miura Bourbon blinked.

"Is this the trainer from Miyu?"

"…how do you know."

"According to my information database, the trainer you interact with the most is Sir Liu. You will also mention him during training on weekdays."

"Is that so? Okay, I understand. Bourbon can just train here for today. Don't train any more by yourself, okay?"

"Good coach."

Miyano Ryoshi looked at his watch.

"Then go back to the dormitory quickly, the door is closed at 10 o'clock."

Miura Bourbon bowed to Miyano Ryoshi.

"Thank you coach for working overtime and training with me until late at night."

"It should."

"Well, coach, I'm going back to the dormitory first. Goodbye."

"goodbye."

next morning

Nishinohana slowly opened her eyes when she heard the noise, touched her tired eyes with her hands, and looked at Miura Bourbon who had already put on sportswear.

"Bourbon, are you going to do morning practice again today?"

Miura Bourbon turned to look at Nishinohana.

"Yes, I'm sorry to wake you Nishinohana-san."

"It's okay! I happened to get up early to water the flowers and make lunch..."

Miura Bourbon nodded in greeting.

"Then I'll go train first."

"Be careful on the road."

Watching Miura Bourbon push open the door, Nishinohana stretched her body, got up, rinsed her mouth, brushed her teeth, washed her face, put on clothes, and then went out in the direction of the gardening club.

Treson Academy did not set the opening hours of the training ground, so there was a long story of a horse girl fainting due to overtraining, so Treson would not open the training ground when it was too early or too late.

But this still can't stop some horse girls from being determined to train, just like Miura Bourbon, who already has several morning jogging routes outside of school.

Miura Bourbon was running on the deserted street as usual. When he ran to a traffic light intersection, a man in black sportswear was standing at the opposite corner not far from Miura Bourbon, waiting for the red light.

Miura Bourbon looked at the other party. It hadn't rained during the day and she was still wearing the black hat that came with her clothes. Although it was strange, she didn't take it to heart.

When the green light turned on, Miura Bourbon continued to run, but slowly she discovered that the man in black behind her had been following her.

The opponent can actually keep up with his speed...

Miura Bourbon ruled out the possibility of human beings. It seems that the mysterious person in black behind him should be a horse racing girl.

that is…

Miura Bourbon glanced back, and the man in black pretended to be passing by and looked aside.

This man in black is a bit short, only about 1.41 meters and 5.0 meters tall.

Miura Bourbon suddenly thought of Miyu, who was in the same class with him.

Miyu-san seems to have a similar body shape...

Miura Bourbon continued to run. This road was a long straight line. As time went by, Miura Bourbon felt that the figure behind him was not exhausted.

On the contrary, the opponent became more powerful and excited as he ran. Feeling that the opponent was getting closer and closer to him, Miura Bourbon's eyes narrowed and he accepted the stranger's challenge.

Her right foot gathered strength, leaving a small dent in the concrete bricks, and she rushed out with a cold wind.

You shouldn't be able to catch up now.

…? !

He saw that the figure behind him was not thrown away by this acceleration. Instead, he accelerated again excitedly.

The other party's strength... seems to be greater than his own.

Seeing the figure behind him quickly closing the distance with himself, Miura Bourbon felt the feeling of his opponent for the first time.

zebra crossing…

At the end of this long straight line, Miura Bourbon rushed across the zebra crossing, but the black figure was blocked by the traffic light on the other side.

Miura Bourbon stopped and looked at the person behind him whose face was obscured by a hat.

"You are very powerful. My name is Miura Bourbon. Can you tell me your name?"

The other party did not respond.

Miura Bourbon looked at the other party, saw that she had no intention of answering, and turned to leave.

Mi Yu was breathing heavily under her black sportswear, because her previous exercise had made her face flush.

The feeling just now... was something she had never experienced before!

For the first time, she knew that chasing someone she admired could be such a joy...

The feeling of being so close...the feeling of being able to reach out and touch the other person...

Wait...did classmate Bourbon call me just now?

Miyu raised his head in a panic, and lowered his head in annoyance when he saw Miura Bourbon's retreating figure.

"Ahhh... Miyu is an idiot! Why didn't you notice Bourbon-san asking you a question!"