Shoes, preparation and replacement of victory and defeat uniforms, training grounds, hot springs, skill training, elixirs including magic potions, and the expense of treating his horse girls to high-end restaurants every week - he succeeded in achieving the ultimate goal.

moonlight.

But it can also be seen that he truly spared no effort and had good intentions in cultivating the racing girls.

Yutaka Nishizaki's reputation in school is not bad, but it is somewhat mixed with subtleties.

For example, he would suddenly touch Ma Niang's legs - he seemed to pay great attention to feeling the condition of Ma Niang's leg muscles with his own hands.

Then he was kicked to the ground.

From the beginning, he was sent directly to the infirmary, and then it gradually took several feet to be sent to the infirmary. It can be seen that some of the medicines he personally purchased did work.

Omo could tell that he wanted to practice as a sublime person. A lot of the medicine he spent was obviously aimed at strengthening his foundation and building his foundation, but there was still no movement in the level assessment.

Maybe he was really busy... and didn't really transform the power of the medicine into strengthening his own strength.

Although he felt it was a waste of money, Omo could also understand the state of being so busy that he had no time to practice.

"That's good. There's a traffic jam today. By the way," he said as if chatting with an acquaintance, and said hello to the bartender who was watching the video not far away, "behave as usual, George."

"Okay!" The bartender stood up and looked at Omer again, "Where is Trainer Linton? Do you want a refill?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the empty glass in front of Homais.

Ten minutes ago, there was water there.

Fortunately, it was a catering business that catered exclusively to trainers and was funded and operated by Treson. The bartenders were also of high quality and didn't look bad.

But in terms of high quality, he did not have endless cups in his hands like the stereotype. Instead, when the customers were silent, he sat behind the counter and watched the video very sincerely, and stood up when he was greeted.

Come.

"Of course," Omer pushed the cup with his finger, and the surface of the cup slid smoothly and quickly along the smooth bar to the side where the bartender was, "It's troublesome."

"Little things!"

The bartender, who had already seen some ability from Omer within ten minutes, took the empty glass very smoothly and turned around.

Blocking Nishizaki Yutaka's somewhat envious gaze behind his back.

So the trainer turned his attention to his young colleague who also showed off his little skills.

"Even if you are a horse racing girl, not many can show off your skills." He admired, or sighed, and felt a little regretful.

His reaction told some kind of story, and this was a bar, but Omer didn't intend to listen to what he had to say. At least at this moment, when his consciousness was extremely clear, the conversation should be about business.

So Omo said calmly: "Then strengthen the control training of strength, especially balance."

"Haha, it's true." Nishizaki Yutaka said with a smile. He was not angry at a newcomer and a junior who was so accosted. After all, he was such an easy-going person that his colleagues said he was a bit frivolous.

"But for racing girls, finger exercise has little to do with competition."

"I mean you," said Homais.

Then the other party fell silent.

In the silence for a few seconds, the only sound was the sound of the glass touching the table.

"Your water, and your whiskey."

The bartender's greeting cut through Chen Ning like a knife, followed by instructions: "Nishizaki, don't get drunk in front of the new couple this time."

"Ha, of course it's impossible!"
Chapter completed!