"Grrraaaaaaahhhh…"
*Sssshhhkkkk*
*CRASH*
"KAAAAHH!!"
"GRRAAAHH!!"
"HHHHIIIIIIIISSSSSSS!!!"
"Thank goddesses that I decided to visit. This is what happened when you forget about your assistant trainer, boss."
When the zombies are busy 'eating' the corpse, a scientist suddenly bursts through the door and smashes one of her vials on the ground. The liquid in the vial quickly evaporated, producing a substantial amount of smoke that filled the room. The scientist walks into the room with a full-on plague doctor mask.
"Cough… Cough… Kuh!"
"Cough… Aaahh…"
"The pestilence is here."
The zombies are coughing a fit, unable to stop the plague doctor from entering the room and walking toward their meal. They hiss at her, doing anything in their power to scare the plague doctor away, but their bodies quickly give in to the drug in the smoke. Their bodies weaken and their consciousness disappears. The plague doctor grabbed the limp young man's body and put him over her shoulder, and walked away without a single scratch on her body.
*Sssshhhhkk*
"Rest well. See you tomorrow."
*Ssssshhhkkk*
"Good grief… This is above my pay grade, you know?"
The plague doctor walked down the hallway with an unmoving young man's body. At first, Umas looks at her with a confused face, but they just shrug it off. Umas dragging their trainers is a normal sight in Tracen, and more importantly, she is Agnes Tachyon. If anyone in Tracen that you shouldn't question their actions, it will be her. Unless you want her to drug your food or even worse, create a love potion and make your trainer love someone else.
"Lalalalala~~ We arrived, trainer."
The plague doctor enters the lab and places the unconscious man on a chair. She finally unmasks herself and takes a long breath of fresh air.
"Fuuuuuuhh… Haaaaah… Hmm? What's this smell? Sniff… Sniff…"
Thankfully for Tachyon, or the man, Tachyon's plague mask was able to dispel his [Uma Methyl] skill. But she is not wearing the mask now, and her superior, Uma's nose has caught the smell of heaven.
"Sniff… Sniff… Oh? Is this his body odor? Oh!!! So good!! This needs to be studied!!"
Tachyon's science-loving spirit fires up when she has something she doesn't understand. Tachyon is a racing Uma Musume, so she naturally is familiar with the smell of sweat. But none has ever felt so wonderful as the young man's. She needs to know where the feeling is coming from and see if she can make money out of it.
"Hmm… I'm taking my payment for saving you then, boss."
Tachyon plucks several plies of tissue and wipes the young man's body clean. After making sure she got enough sweat for her experiment, she put all of the tissues into a boiler flask.
"Hmm~~"
She turned on the fire and let it boil, disintegrating the tissue and turning the sweat into steam. Sweat is designed to steam off to help with cooling the body, so Tachyon doesn't need to turn on the fire too big.
"Yes!! Yes!! Come to me, my beauties."
The cooling tubes have several holes that lead to different flasks. On those flasks are taped papers with percentage numbers on them. 10%, 50%, 70% and 100%.
"Oooh~~ That's enough for ten."
Tachyon plugged the hole for the ten percent and grabbed the flask. She swirls it around to make sure whatever chemical makes his sweat smell so good is diluted with the medium.
"Mmmh~~ Let's see~~~~ Sniiiiifffff… Aaaaaaaahhhhh~~~~"
Tachyon's entire body relaxes. Any ache in her body is blown away, and she feels as if she has just been reborn.
"A calming perfume or incense of this would sell well."
Tachyon slides on her chair toward another desk and writes something down in her book of potions. As if to complete the set, she was writing with feathers.
"Yes!! Yes!! Riches shall be mine!!"
Tachyon couldn't be happier to have more items to sell. Not only that, the ingredient for this is super easy. All she needs to do is make her employer sweat and BAM!! Money is hers!!
"Now! The fifty!"
Tachyon excitedly slides back to the contraption. She grabs the neck of the 50% flask and brings it near her nose.
"Oooh!! Aaahh!! Ooooh!!"
A Jolt of lightning fires up her entire body. Tachyon was anything but energetic, anyone can see that clearly in her everyday life, listlessly walking and rarely standing up from her chair. But those images might be shattered when people see her right now. Plenty of motions, standing upright, wide open eyes, and a big grin. The normal Tachyon was nowhere to be seen.
"Aaah!! Oooh!! That's the stuff!!! SSSSSNNNNNIIIIIIFFFF!!! YYYYEEEAAAAHH!!!!! HOOOOO!!"
Tachyon felt as if she had just been injected with pure energy. It's as if she had just woken up from a thousand years of uninterrupted sleep. Her body is telling her to run, crash into 30 buildings, erect a crane, and beat up a Heian-era King of Curses.
"An energizer!! An energizer that will keep a trainer energized for ten days!! Oooh!! You shall be the death of your fellow men, boss!!"
Once again, Tachyon writes the potion on her thick, human-skin-bound book. If the first potion sells 50 potions in a single day, this would sell 1000 potions in a single hour.
"Now! The seventy! What gold mine shall I strike now!"
Tachyon, with full confidence, grabbed the 70% flask. She even giggles at the thought of finding another item for her to sell.
"Sniiiiiiifff… Kuhk!!"
*Crash*
Tachyon's big smile instantly turned frown as she felt the dangerous change in her body. Tachyon has seen Umas turn into nothing more than a mating machine, and she could never sympathize with them, until now. Her entire body slumped to the floor as her sensual instinct emerged from the deepest part of her heart and instantly fought to control her body.
"Kuh!! Damn it…!! No…"
Tachyon can feel herself disappearing into the beast that the concoction had created in her mind. A beast with only one thing on her mind, mate.
"What… What am I doing…!?!"
Tachyon grabs her right hand that is moving toward the 100% flask. The last remaining 'Agnes Tachyon' understands just how dangerous that flask is. She is losing the fight on 70%, she can't imagine what will happen on 100%.
"Boss… Wake up!! Go away!! Please run!!"
Tachyon tried her best to keep herself on the ground, but she was losing on every front. Her right hand grabs onto the table and lifts herself toward the 100% flask.
"HAH!! HAH!! KUH!!"
FiNiSh Me…
"HUH?! WHO!? WHO ARE YOU?!"
CoMpLeTe Me…
"NO!! NOO!! WHERE ARE YOU?!?!"
YoU kNoW tHe AnSwEr, TaChYoN…
"Pant… Pant… Pant… Pant… CAAAAAFFFEEEEEE!!!"
*Ssshhhkkkk*
"What's wrong, Tachyon? Why did you scream so loudly? Oh!! Trainer Igo!! Is he here to drink coffee too? I'll brew a cup right away."
"NOT THE TIME!! GRAB IGO AND RUN AWAY!!"
"Why are you screaming?"
"JUST DO IT!!!"
Tachyon's last action was to kick the chair where the young man is sitting toward Manhattan Cafe before her right hand grabs the flask and brings it to her face. Tachyon tilted her head in an act of defiance, moving her nose as far away as possible, but the beast had other plans in mind.
"Wait! What are you doing?!"
The right hand didn't bring the flask up to her nose, but put the opening to her lips. Tachyon looks at the right hand, slowly tilting the flask up, with horror in her face. For once in a long time, tears flowed down her face.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"Tachyon?!"
Cafe grabs the unconscious man, and upon seeing him completely shirtless, puts a sheet over him. As for Tachyon, she was coughing a fit when the concoction moved down her throat. The scientist falls on the floor, shivering, quivering, before she stops completely. Her stillness almost makes her look like a corpse.
"Tacyon…?"
"Grrrrrhhh…"
"Tac–Tachyon…? What are you–!!!"
"GGRRRAAAAHHHH!!"
Tachyon suddenly stood up, and with drool down her lips, she sprinted to Cafe. The speed of her sprint reminded Cafe of when Tachyon still didn't know about her glass-like legs, when Tachyon was still running with zero worries in her mind. It was the run of the greatest Uma of her generation.
"My Friend!"
An almost perfect duplicate of Cafe appeared behind her as if it had been STANDing there from the very start. The duplicate shares a nearly complete replication of her body, but the difference between them is that the clone's face is covered by dark mist.
"Attack Tachyon!"
The duplicate moved around Cafe, coming into view in front of the black-haired Uma, and getting between her and the frenzied Tachyon. She clenched her fist, pulled it far back, and, with her entire body, delivered a swinging punch onto Tachyon's cheek.
"COFFEE!!"
The frenzied Tachyon was sent flying away by the punch. Cafe breathed out a sigh of relief, but only for a single moment as she saw Tachyon walk out of the plume of dust unhurt. The sight of her once very logical friend, walking out of the plume of dust in a state of absolute ruin, brought fear inside the black-haired uma.
"What have you done… Tachyon…"