Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

"There are so many people here today."

Narita Bairen, who was looking out the window, turned his head when he heard the voice, and said to the girl.

"Air Tank, Amazon, Green Grass, Trainer..."

And now a trainee.

"It means you are very popular."

"I just wish they would give me peace of mind."

Narita Shirato sighed.

"Hmm... Did I come at the wrong time?"

"That's not necessary, you are much quieter than them, and there is nothing wrong with staying here."

Narita Bairen asked to stay.

"Then I'd rather be obedient than respectful." The girl looked at her.

"How is your body recovering?"

"The doctor said it's nothing serious, it just takes a while to recover."

"Really...is it back to the same as before?"

Narita Bairen was silent.

"It can't be like before..."

It took a few seconds before she answered.

Narita Bairen recalled what the doctor said in his head.

'It was very lucky that the heavy rain only cooled your body, which allowed you to support to the hospital, otherwise your feet would have been completely useless. '

'But even so, your body has suffered irreversible damage. Even if you recover well, you will definitely not be able to run like before. '

'Absolutely? ' Narita Bairen asked.

'Well, even with the cooling down, your muscles are still too warm and the fibers are denatured. '

The doctor explained: "Your muscles have become thinner than before, which will make you feel tired very easily, and at the same time, you are more likely to get sick. In fact, retirement is the best choice for you now, but you really want to. ? '

Narita Bairen hesitated.

'If you don't want to choose to retire, you must reduce the frequency of training and the number of games you participate in, otherwise, once you suffer from flexor tendonitis, you will completely lose the ability to compete. '

This time she was lucky and had God's help.

Not so lucky next time.

"Well, it's not that I can't compete, but I can no longer conduct high-intensity training like before."

Shirahito Narita scratched his hair.

The doctor had already informed the trainer of her condition in advance.

After hearing the news, Tojo Hana's expression was not to mention how ugly it was.

So Narita Bairen wanted to be more tactful in front of the girl.

She didn't want to cause the other party to worry again.

"Anyway, as long as you are still on the field, there will always be..."

"Do you regret it?"

the girl suddenly asked.

"For this game, I almost ruined my future. Do you think it's worth it?"

Narita Bairen slightly widened his eyes.

"You ask. Seriously..."

"I want to know what you think."

Yellow eyes looked at her.

Finally, Narita Bairen said: "From the time I stepped into the arena, I have been eager to meet such a game one day, no... It should be said that I just want to have such a game, so I will step into the game." Arena, now, I have finally realized my long-awaited wish, how could I regret it, Tranquility, even if you ask such a question, I will be angry..."

"Sorry, but...yeah, I see what you're thinking."

The golden eyes flickered slightly.

"Even if you fulfill your wish, you still hope to continue playing."

The girl looked at her.

Bai Ren, you like the arena very much.

She snorted, noncommittal.

"In this case, as your assistant, I must work harder."

The girl got up and sat on the bed of Narita Shirato.

"Foot, can I see it?"

"Huh? Oh, it doesn't matter...but you shouldn't notice anything unusual."

Narita Shirahito lifted the quilt, exposing his ankles.

Naturally fair complexion and well-trained foot shape make her feet look like wild works of art.

The girl's finger pressed Narita Bairen's ankle, and the cold touch made Narita Bairen's body tremble uncontrollably.

"Hey……"

"how do you feel?"

"Even if you say so..."

She has never been touched by outsiders in such a sensitive position.

"Does it hurt?"

"No pain."

"Not here..."

The girl's fingertips slid upwards until they touched the inside of the calf, as if a certain nerve had been touched, Narita Shirahito's foot flicked.

"Any reaction?"

"Suddenly there is a hot feeling."

Narita Bairen said.

"What are you doing?"

"It seems that there is something wrong with the muscles of the calf."

"Did the doctor tell you?"

"No, it's just a very common way to find the injured part."

In that era when medicine was not yet developed, looking for abnormalities in the body of the race horse girl mainly relied on looking for touch.

"Do you even have to learn this..."

"more or less."

Although the technology is likely lost.

Holding Narita Shirahito's leg on her knee, the girl's fingers moved around the injured muscle tissue.

"You, what are you doing!?"

The sudden behavior caught Narita Bairen by surprise, she waved her arms and forcibly sat up.

"massage."

"Although I vaguely guessed it, why did I suddenly think of giving me a massage! And..."

Seeing a girl of his own age rubbing his leg, Narita Shirahito felt blood rushing from his body to his head.

His face looked like it was about to burn.

She is not a shy person, but she really can't stand the other party's behavior as a supermodel!

"Doing this will help your feet return to activity faster, and while it's true that muscle degeneration is irreversible, that doesn't mean there's no remedy."

"Just keep your feet relaxed at all times to reduce fatigue. Even when you run, keep them relaxed, and you don't need to be afraid of this problem."

Her fingers moved precisely on Narita Bairen's calf.

"At that time, that's what I did. Keep your feet relaxed all the time, exert force at the moment they touch the ground, and then continue to relax."

This is the best way to avoid fatigue.

It's also a way to make those legs go farther and faster on the field.

"It would be better if there were herbs, but even if it's just a simple massage, it's pretty good."

"What kind of medicinal herb, what age is it..."

Narita Bairen looked at her.

The girl's face was full of seriousness.

What made me look like an idiot?

Lying back on the bed abruptly, Narita Shirahito pulled the quilt over his face, completely out of sight.

"why……"

A muffled sound came from inside.

"Why do you want to do this for me."

"Because this is my job."

To assist you, run on the field.

"Just work?"

"Ah."

"yes."

There was a buzzing in the quilt.

"Thank you……"

2Chapter 17 Unidentified

"It's really incredible, the number of people flooding into the website is almost exploding!"

Early in the morning, Fujii Izumisuke called and reported the situation excitedly.

"Now everyone is discussing the news of the 'black ghost', and there are even self-organized 'ghost' hobby groups. I have to say that it is a clever move. With the current trend of public opinion, even the central government cannot easily shake the other party's position."

Fujii Izumi made a cheerful voice.

The aggrieved feeling that was once pushed to the forefront by everyone was finally released at this moment.

Seeing the exponentially increasing number of pageviews on the website, Izumi Fujii laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

People have gradually recognized her identity.

"But does it really matter?"

Fujii Izumisuke asked, "I'm not afraid of being approached by some special groups by exposing my true body with such a big fanfare."

You must know that once the identity of the other party is confirmed, it is not simply a problem between the central government and Treisen.

Some people in the world may also extend their hands to each other.

At that time, even if I wanted to help her, I was powerless.

"You don't have to worry about that."

Aili Tachyon said: "If you want to attract the attention of those people, the current evidence is far from enough."