As mentioned before, although Tachyon always acted very mature, as if she were experienced in matters of love and could handle all situations with ease, and could even occasionally make jokes or tease him, looking every bit the part of an experienced bad woman, in reality, all her operations and experience were built on the foundation of watching others' experiences.
Although she was in the environment of Tracen, especially since she was a character who sold troublemaking potions, through constant exposure, her heart, if not completely pure, was at least pitch black.
And, because she had a habit of collecting feedback on the effects of her potions, she could often learn about the emotional stories between trainers and horse girls, and even between horse girls and horse girls. Slowly, her theoretical experience in this area naturally went up.
But the problem is, theory is, after all, theory.
Just like her trainer level, although her theoretical knowledge was rich, and on the surface, you couldn't see any problems, when it came to actual operation, she would know what it meant to be full of holes.
When he was walking towards her, she still had a calm expression on her face. Her mind was still wandering about how to tease him later to get back at him for daring to refuse her goodwill, to let him know who the master was.
But when he really squatted down and began to help her take off her shoes, especially the moment his hand gripped her ankle, her smile froze.
No matter how rich her theory was, no matter how at ease she was, no matter how experienced she seemed, it could not cover up the fact that her practical experience was zero.
And forget about practical experience, since she had enrolled in Tracen, besides maybe talking to some trainers when selling potions, she had no experience with men. And even those trainers, because they were afraid of her reputation, would all run away in a hurry after buying the potions, not daring to say another word to her.
And, because she was engrossed in her research (and troublemaking), she basically never went out, and she was too lazy to do things like socializing. Before joining his team, the number of friends she could talk to was less than five, and there was not a single male among them.
An excessive amount of theoretical experience, coupled with a foundation of zero practical experience, combined to give her the "I can do it too" cloud player illusion.
The first time at the clothing store, she had already suffered a loss because of this, but because it was not exposed that time, and she thought it was just a one-time thing, she didn't care. In fact, not only did she not care, but that failure had even stimulated her rebellious spirit. She felt as if she had been played by him, so she had been looking for a chance to get back at him.
But the result...
The moment her brain received the firm warmth and touch from her ankle, although she could barely maintain her composure on the surface, the speed at which her tail was wagging behind her had directly increased by a large margin, and her ears also felt a little hot.
Teasing? Plans? Troublemaking?
She had thought it was very good. In the few steps it took for him to walk over, she had even come up with three or four plans on how to tease him. But when he really came over, the words she had planned got stuck in her throat. And when that hand gripped her ankle, her body was even more rigid, unable to take any action.
Mere, mere guinea pig, I'll let you off this time...
Realizing that the situation was not right, she immediately surrendered and extinguished all the messy thoughts in her heart.
Surviving this shoe change is a victory. Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future...
Ooh—
If she hadn't covered her mouth with her sleeve in time, she would have almost cried out.
Because, just now, a subtle sensation, like an electric current flashing through, had come from her leg and foot.
She lowered her head and looked at him, who, after taking off her shoes, had not immediately put on the new ones for her, but was instead gently stroking and kneading her ankle and calf with a focused expression. Panic began to appear in her eyes.
Th-th-this—
Mr. Guinea Pig, what are you doing!
She couldn't understand his behavior at all and subconsciously wanted to stop him. But before she could speak, with the force of his fingertips, that strange pleasure came from her leg again, directly breaking through her already scarce rationality.
A strange feeling entered her mind from her leg and began to intertwine with some already unspeakable emotions, breaking the long-maintained peace. A large blush began to bloom on her face.
She no longer tried to stop his actions, just lowered her head and looked at his focused expression, a strange light gradually appearing in her eyes, a strange emotion stirring in her heart.
So, Mr. Guinea Pig likes this kind of thing...
If it's Mr. Guinea Pig, it seems okay...
And...
Looking at his serious expression, a strange sense of satisfaction arose in her heart.
As expected, compared to that little girl Teio, her legs are better, right?
Thinking of this, her leg unconsciously lifted a little, taking the initiative to move closer to his hand to facilitate his movements.
It's just that she didn't know that the thoughts running through his head now might be a little different from what she imagined.
These legs are so damn bad!
Kneading her ankle and calf, the desire to complain in his heart was as turbulent as the waves.
Well, how should I put it?
Just as he couldn't stand watching the horse girls train because he would feel uncomfortable all over, he was unwilling to have physical contact with their bodies, besides the previously mentioned concerns, also partly because of a similar reason.
Although he had seen the many problems with her body with his eyes before, and had known from the beginning that because of her long-term stay in the lab and her unbalanced diet, her leg problems were very numerous, after actually getting his hands on them, especially the moment he squeezed her ankle, he still felt a sense of suffocation.
Don't misunderstand. This suffocation is a metaphor, not a verb. Her feet didn't have any strange smell, even just after finishing a race.
This was not a strange thing. After all, horse girls are also girls, and they would definitely care about their body odor. Not to mention, besides racing, they also have to work as idols, so they have to pay even more attention to such details.
Incense, supplements, the choice of shoes and socks, diet regulation, special foot care... Horse girl racing was already one of the most influential activities in this world. The related industries and the amount of money involved were also terrifying. Not to mention, professional racehorses generally had a high income and were also willing to invest a lot of money in this area.
With the money, the industry, and possibly the influence of the Three Goddesses, forget about strange smells, many horse girls' feet wouldn't have any smell even after training in the middle of summer. Some who had been over-cared for even had fragrant sweat.
And now...
To be honest, he also knew that his current behavior was a bit inappropriate.
But the problem is, he really couldn't help it.
It's still that description. Just watching her usual activities was already like an Italian watching the process of making pineapple pizza, a Chinese person watching the heretical act of adding strawberries to mapo tofu, or a Japanese person looking at macaroni sushi. It was just that uncomfortable.
And now you're daring to let him get his hands on it directly. That's no different from letting those three eat the food that they could barely stand just by looking at.
He had actually originally intended to just change her shoes and be done with it. But the problem is, the moment he gripped her ankle, after direct contact, that strange feeling of disharmony drilled directly into his brain, making his hands move on their own.
Touching, kneading, pressing.
The points were precise, the technique was skilled, and the force was just right.
Driven by instinct, he began to try to adjust those disharmonies with his technique. Although he couldn't completely solve them, at least he could alleviate the feeling of disharmony on a large scale, reducing it to an acceptable range.
Then, by the time he came back to his senses, her tail had stopped wagging. She had her head lowered, her two sleeves covering her expression, her body trembling slightly.
He was not surprised by this. Even Eclipse, when he was helping her with nursing care in the past, even though she was used to it, would sometimes show that she couldn't take it. Let alone Tachyon, who was being treated like this by him for the first time, and was a sickly girl full of problems.
A bit awkward...
Seeing her like this, he also felt a little awkward.
But besides being awkward, he was also a little puzzled, because just now he had been kneading her for at least three minutes. Although he himself couldn't help it because his professional disease had acted up, she could have also called him out to stop...
However, he didn't dwell on this matter for long. After all, to be honest, if someone was willing to help him knead out the problems in his body, he would most likely choose to enjoy it secretly instead of calling them out to stop.
While thinking, he changed the shoe on the foot he had just finished kneading, and then his gaze turned to the other foot, his movements pausing slightly.
Although because of the previous release, he had now come back to his senses and wouldn't just start kneading again as soon as his hand touched it, the problem is, since he had already kneaded the other leg, if he didn't knead this one, it would always feel like something was not right, and if the two sides were not symmetrical, it would also be more likely to cause accidents.
After thinking it over, although he knew that this kind of behavior might be a bit inappropriate, he still turned to look at her after a moment's hesitation and asked in a low voice if she wanted the other leg to be done too.
After a moment of silence, a sound as faint as a mosquito's buzzing was heard.
"...Yes."
So he no longer struggled and once again extended his demonic claws to her other leg.
A familiar touch came again, and a subtle and comfortable feeling, like an electric current, played on her nerves.
The expression under her sleeves was long gone from its usual composure. Her face was flushed like a ripe apple, her eyes rippled with a dazed moisture, and her mind was a blank.
What was she doing?
She didn't know.
Although she had originally intended to take the opportunity to tease him, now, she was instead the plaything in his hands.
Mere guinea pig, I am the master...
Although she was thinking this in her heart, her body could not muster the slightest strength to resist, and even unconsciously cooperated with his movements.
From the current situation, rather than saying he was her guinea pig, it was more like she was his pet.
A few minutes later, after another round of kneading, he also changed the spare shoe on her other foot.
He got up, went to the washroom to wash his hands, and by the way, stayed inside for a few more minutes, intending to give her more time to calm down.
It's just that even so, when he went back, she was still in the same position as when he had left, not moving at all.
He looked at the time. There was still some time before the winner's stage, so he wasn't in a hurry. He sat down beside her, preparing to wait for her to calm down a little more before starting the preparations for the winner's stage.
It's just that just as he sat down, her ears twitched, and then she reached out, took the pair of shoes he had personally taken off, and slowly handed them to him.
"...For you."
She still had her head lowered, her expression unclear, her voice also a little shaky.
Shinji was taken aback for a moment, then realized that this was just an ordinary gift of shoes, and he accepted it very readily.
At the same time, he also realized that the reason she had asked him to help her take off her shoes before, besides a small retaliation for his previous behavior, was probably more for the current shoe-giving.
She's quite cute sometimes, this kid.
Thinking this, his evaluation of her rose a few more points in his heart.
And after accepting the shoes, the activity room fell silent again.
After a while, she suddenly spoke up and, on the grounds that she needed to prepare for the upcoming winner's stage alone, drove him out of the activity room.
Shinji didn't suspect anything. After putting away the pair of shoes, he left the activity room. After leaving, he randomly found a corner and then began to think.
"The winner's stage..."
The so-called winner's stage is where the horse girls, after the race is over, have to stand on stage as idols for a live performance, with the higher-ranking ones being closer to the center position.
Generally speaking, a normal winner's stage will be held a few hours after the race is over to give the contestants enough time to rest and prepare. Some even have to change into uniformly customized clothes. But because this was just a Maiden race, and the main purpose was to let the contestants familiarize themselves with the race procedure, the rest time for the contestants was very short. And they also didn't pursue stage effects. It was just a formality. Otherwise, the teammates would have also come back.
He had actually been a little confused about this thing at first. After all, you run, so you run. What does it have to do with being an idol? Let alone singing, dancing, and rapping. In the end, he could only attribute it to the unique idol complex of the Japanese people.
But after many years of wandering and seeing and hearing things, a guess had slowly formed in his mind, which was that this winner's stage thing, besides its own influence and economic benefits, might also have another important function.
To please the Three Goddesses.
No, it couldn't be said to be pleasing. It was more likely that the Three Goddesses could achieve some purpose, or collect some things, through this method. For example, collecting faith, emotions, or expanding the influence of the horse girl racing sport, while also ensuring the maintenance of their faith.
This guess of his was not without foundation. Because in ancient times, it was not uncommon to please or worship gods through the form of performance. A more high-end one was called a sacrificial dance, a more common one was jumping gods.
Now that the times have changed, changing it to an idol live is just changing the name. After all, if gods really exist, then they must also eat incense. Isn't it normal to keep up with the times?
However, he didn't dwell on this matter too much. After all, the Three Goddesses sounded very high and mighty, and it was impossible for them to have anything to do with a small, slacking trainer like him. So he just thought about it occasionally and had not studied this matter too deeply.
Then, after a while, the door of the activity room was opened.
Tachyon, who was still exuding a bit of steam, walked out from it. Her racing silks had obviously been cleaned, and her whole body was much cleaner. It's just that for some reason, perhaps because she had just taken a shower, her face was still a little red.
And after coming out, she also saw him.
Normally, with her style, at this time, she should first greet him, and then start to try to tease him with all sorts of jokes, and he would then take her to the winner's stage while saying "ah, yes, yes" all the way.
But it didn't happen.
For some reason, she just simply glanced at him, and then turned her head away. Forget about jokes, it looked like she didn't even want to talk to him.
He wasn't surprised. After all, she had just come out of that state, so it was very reasonable for her not to want to talk. Because this was a normal phenomenon after his massage, and it wasn't the first time it had happened.
Then, she was led by him to the winner's stage in silence, and they parted in silence.
After telling her a few words before parting to not be nervous during the winner's stage later, he then went to the audience stands.
After a lot of effort to find his little ones in the sea of people in the audience stands, he went over and sat among them.
Seeing him come, the horse girls were all very happy. After he sat down, they all started chatting with him about Tachyon's victory just now, and said that after her winner's stage later, everyone would go over to help her celebrate.
And on the other side, Teio had also originally intended to go over and chat a few more sentences with her Trainer-san.
But just as she got close, her movements suddenly paused, and the words that were about to come out also got stuck in her throat.
Then, her gaze began to slowly move down, and finally fell on his hands, which were placed in front of him.
She had said before that a horse girl's sense of smell is very sensitive, and she was a particularly sensitive one among them.
Because of this, even though it had been washed, the residual scent from the several minutes of contact was still so obvious to her.
"What's wrong, Teio?"
He noticed her strangeness and looked at her with a smile.
She was silent for a moment, then looked up, her expression returning to its usual lively self.
"I was just wondering where they sell honey special drink here. It's been several hours since I've had one..."
"If you drink so much honey special drink all day, you'll get cavities."
"I won't! The invincible Teio-sama's teeth are very strong."
As they were chatting, the lights on the side suddenly lit up, heralding the start of the winner's stage.
Both of them looked over, it's just that the former was watching very intently, while the latter's gaze would occasionally drift to the former's hands, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, her hands slightly clenching.
"Trainer-san..."
An unconscious whisper sounded, and was then drowned out by the clamor from the stage.
Unheard by anyone.
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