Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

Shocked by Eri Tachyon's aura, Sky Jingu closed her mouth and listened quietly to her continuing: "We have all fallen into a misunderstanding, thinking that the reason why racehorse girls can run so fast is because their body structure is different from ordinary people, or it is the way the bones are connected, or the abnormal arrangement of muscles, but no matter what it is, it is linked to the structure."

This is also because the horse girl's ears and tail bring a vivid impression to people, and instinctively look for those obvious differences in the race horse girl's body.

"But in fact, the source of the horse girl's strength may not be these."

Eri Tachyon shook the deciphered paper in her hand.

"Blood is what sets them apart."

"Are you kidding me? The blood of the racehorse girl has been studied a long time ago, it's the same as that of ordinary people."

"It's not the same, Jingu-kun." Erisuko suddenly said, "Think about it carefully, how those people did their research."

"Huh? Let's do the research." Sky Shrine does not delve into the field of biology, and the amount of knowledge in this area is much lower than that of Ari Tachyon.

"That's right, it's normal research." Aili Tachyon nodded, "Take the blood out of the body, put it in the instrument, wait for the analysis results, compare it with normal humans, and draw a conclusion, yes, it is very standard experiment process."

"Is there anything wrong?"

"It just happened that there was a problem with the first step." Aili Tachyon looked at the record above.

In every research session, it is essential to draw the blood out of the body!

"This is just my guess. Maybe the difference between racehorse girls and normal people is that their blood will play a special role in the body!"

Perhaps the very first race horse girl was a pure blood race horse girl with the bloodline of the three goddesses. As she survived and multiplied, this bloodline became weaker and weaker.

But even so, their blood is still different.

Speaking of this, Sky Shrine felt like his head exploded suddenly.

Indeed, as Ari Suko said, modern medical research on the blood of racehorse mothers is completely based on being separated from the body. It is better to say that blood cannot be studied when it is in the body. All theoretical basis relies on in vitro culture and instrumental analysis.

If, as Ari Tayiko said, the ability of the race girl comes from the blood in her body, then it will be a great discovery for the entire race girl world.

"It's awesome, Jingu-kun, it's just amazing! It seems that the hard work was not in vain. Seducing you to solve the problem is the most correct decision I made." Clutching her stomach, Ari Tachyon let out a rather pleasant laugh.

"You admit it now...well, forget it."

Can't bear to disturb Eri Tsubaki's rare good mood, Soku Jingu rubbed her head, and just took it as the past.

Just when Ai Lisuko was about to put together all the information mentioned in it, there was a 'crash', the door opened, and the Manchester Teahouse with a troubled face came in.

"Hey, cafe, you're back so early, didn't you go to the student union?"

"Ari Tacho..." Hesitating, Manchester City Cafe walked in front of the other party.

Although she really didn't want to do this, there was no other way now.

"Can you...help me stop the golden ship."

Chapter 2 and Four I Cheer for You

As if escaping from reality, Aimu Zhiji ran outside every time get out of class was over, found a place where no one was there to pass the time, and returned to the classroom after class.

The time to communicate with others does not exceed 10 minutes every day, and there are basically no people except the training ground and classrooms.

Yep, that's fine.

Adoring Orihime keeps deceiving herself.

As long as it is not seen by others, the gossip about her around her will slowly disappear, and she can return to her previous days.

"Zhihime, if you continue like this, she will be snatched away."

Just when Aimu Zhiji was about to dawdle like this, her roommate finally couldn't help it.

Pretty short gray hair, watery purple eyes, black earmuffs tied with red bows, as if to bring out the cuteness of a young girl to the fullest, the girl sitting on the bed hugged the pillow and said to her love Orihime.

"Student who is really clever... what are you talking about?"

Raising her eyes, Aimu Zhiji asked casually pretending not to understand.

"I'm talking about a classmate from the tea house in Manchester. There have been a lot of rumors about her recently."

Manchester Cafe...!

Hearing this name, Aimu Zhiji's face flushed suddenly.

What she said that day is still fresh in her memory, and every time she thinks about it, she kneels on the bed and keeps banging her head on the bed board, trying to forget this shameful memory.

"Don't talk, don't talk about her!"

After such a long time, it was hard to have a tendency to forget. Now that I am reminded by Zhenjiling, don't I remember it again!

No, I have to forget it quickly, divert my attention, there is something that can divert my attention... that's right!Sister, my dear sister, I felt your sincere heart that night, no matter where I am, I must make myself happy, and I will seriously enjoy the game...

Seeing Ai Zhiji who kept whispering something in her mouth, she sighed really cleverly.

"It's not about you, Zhihime-san, it's about other rumors at the cafe."

Of course, Zhenjiling has also heard about the love of Zhiji, and heard that she called the teahouse "Mom" in the public.

When she heard it for the first time, Zhenjiling was a little surprised, but as a roommate who loves Orihime, she still expressed her understanding.

Because she loves Zhiji and always feels that her sister's death is inseparable from her. She feels that she is carrying the life of her relatives and her sister's wishes. Unlike ordinary people, she is a child who took her sister's life and was born into the world.

It is this kind of thinking that leads to her relatively withdrawn personality.

Every night, Aimu Zhiji would sit on the grass and look at the stars in the sky.

I don’t want to communicate, don’t like to communicate, and occasionally go to the mountains to camp in the middle of the night, talking to the sky.

In the eyes of others, Aimu Zhiji is a child with strange interests, as if surrounded by a transparent shield to isolate others, it is difficult to get close to.

So many people don't know what it is like to really love Zhi Ji.

In fact, she is a very gentle person.

A person who is not good at expressing and buries all problems in his heart, suffers silently alone.

Zhenjiling once saw, sitting under the night sky, looking up at the stars, Ai Jihime, showing a gentle smile, she raised her hand and waved it lightly, as if she was stroking her sister's hair.

That is a rare expression of true feelings in admiration for Zhi Ji.

She is not indifferent.

She's just not good at expressing herself.

Just like when Zhenjiling was sick, Aimu Zhiji's expression didn't change, she still had that cold attitude.

But with that face on her face, she ran to the cafeteria, brought back the hot porridge, said reluctant words, and helped Zhen Jiling feed it mouthful.

If her younger sister is still alive, Zhenjiling can't help but think that Aimu Zhiji would definitely be a perfect older sister.

Gentle, beautiful, and caring.

Sometimes she would imagine herself as the younger sister of Aimu Zhiji, and wanted to enjoy this care seriously, but unfortunately, Aimu Zhiji didn't like her to do so.

Having said so much, Zhenjiling actually wants to express a point of view.

Admiring Orihime is not the kind of unreasonable child, on the contrary, her feelings are more delicate than anyone else.

So when she uttered the word 'Mom', she was really clever and understood.

Manchester Teahouse is a rare classmate who can attract the attention of Orihime.

It is not accurate to say that it is attracting attention. Zhenjiling has never seen Aimu Zhiji perform such outrageous actions in front of anyone, such as approaching, hugging, or staring at the other party without concealment.

It can be seen that the other party does have the charm to attract Aimu Zhiji, and he is one of the few people who can completely open Aimu Zhiji's heart except for the dead sister.

It's no surprise then that she would call each other 'Mom' for this few people with whom she feels a strong sense of kinship.

Well, maybe.

But that's not what the real wit is talking about.

Looking at Aimu Zhiji's puzzled eyes, Zhen Jiling repeated what he heard from his classmates to Aimu Zhiji.

The other party's eyes widened, with an expression of complete incomprehension.

"Narita Bairen wants to compete with Green Grass for the tea, Teresan's love triangle...?"

What are these?

Ai Mu Zhi Ji was puzzled and shocked.

It's true that she hasn't talked to anyone in the past few days, and she may be a little out of touch with the group if she walks alone, but no matter what, it won't be such a big thing to happen in just a few days, right?

The teahouse was also involved in the gossip around her.

Could it be that her countermeasure is to cover up the small gossip with the bigger gossip?This is too extreme and unnecessary.

"I don't understand it very well, classmate who is really clever..." Aimu Zhiji stretched out her finger and nodded her forehead, "Where did you hear these things?"

"Of course everyone around is spreading the word. After all, it's the love news about seniors, and it's the most topical love triangle."

Moreover, Lucao is a senior who is one level higher than the two, Narita Bairen is an active two-time champion horse girl, and Manchester City Cafe is a member who was recently invited to join the student union. Putting these three identities together, it is difficult to attract attention. Disaster.

But if we really want to talk about the origin, it should be the message posted on the bulletin board by someone who doesn't know.

Although it has been uncovered now, the content inside has long been spread in Treisen.

Narita Bairen and Lucao want to compete for the heart of the teahouse.

As for Manchester City Teahouse, Zhen Jiling only met her a few times during training and activities, so she doesn't know much about it, but she knows the importance of Manchester City Teahouse to Aimu Zhiji.

From time to time, this name would pop out of Aimu Zhiji's mouth, and she whispered it in a low voice, which showed her concern for this person.

So seeing her sleepy in the dormitory every day, as if she was about to grow old with the bed, as her roommate, I couldn't help reminding her so cleverly.

If the only person who can open the heart of Ai Mu Zhi Ji is taken away, what will Ai Mu Zhi Ji look like in the future?

Even the smartest can't help but feel worried.

"Yes, is that so, so...it turns out that there are such gossips from the students at the teahouse again..."

"It's not 'like this', Zhiji-san!" Zhen Jiling put down the pillow in his arms, and said seriously to Aimu Zhiji: "Emotional problems are like cracks on a teacup, if you don't pay attention, it will completely shatter. Don't you like the teahouse classmate! If this is the case, you shouldn't just watch here and let things develop! Show your courage and express your heart to the teahouse!"

Those who hate iron can't make steel, really clever said to Aimu Zhiji.

Chapter 2 and five are settled

"Want to fight me? Green grass?"

Narita Shirahito was a little surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, it really should be so.

She has clearly stated her position to Green Grass, bluntly saying that the opponent's running style is not suitable for her opponent, and Green Grass is also quite unconvinced, and she is on equal footing with her.

In this case, it would be appropriate to propose a duel.

Let's see whether it is the green grass that hides his heart and hides his heart to win, or Narita Bairen's running style that makes his body burn with desire is better.

It only takes one game to make everyone understand that they are the most suitable candidates for their opponents.

"Sure enough, Bai Ren is also very unwilling to admit defeat. Let me just say, if you are so persistent with that person, you can't back down just because the other person is a senior."

Seemingly satisfied with Narita Shirahito's answer, Golden Boat narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and kept nodding.

"Did she say what time? Today, tomorrow? Even now."

She will not reject all opponents who come to challenge, of course, the premise is that the opponent has the ability to challenge her.

Green Grass has a relatively high reputation in Treisen, as famous as 'Tianma' and 'Young Master'. Although she is not as attractive as them, her strength is real.

Narita Shirahito is very happy to be able to fight against such a senior, even if it is not to compete in running skills.

Fighting against the champion of the [Chrysanthemum Award] that year, as a test of the water for the last crown [Chrysanthemum Award], is simply perfect.

Narita Shirahito clenched his fists tightly, with a look of high fighting spirit.

"Oh! It seems that Narita Shirahito's obsession is also very deep. Is that person really so attractive to you? He doesn't hesitate to fight Green Grass to have her by your side."

Is the teahouse really that attractive?

Although she is really good at the shadow clone technique, I am also working hard on that. I will divide up a bunch of small golden ships in the future, and let Treyson Academy directly change it to be called "Japanese Golden Ship Training Center Academy". , The name is so powerful and domineering, it raised Treisen's aggressiveness several gears on the spot.

Not knowing what the golden boat was obsessing over there, Narita Shirahito expressed his thoughts frankly.

"On the field, it is not the trainers, the spectators, or the field that can stimulate the potential, but the opponent."

Nothing is more important than a good opponent.The blood in her body seems to have some kind of energy, which can stimulate the desire to win and lose buried deep in her heart.

To become faster and stronger, almost everyone who has competed with her has this idea in their heads.