"Hey, mutt! Go help Orfevre train Urara!"
"No. The Tyrant is sufficient."
"You're going to end up jobless if you keep this up, mutt."
"And how do these two things correlate again?"
While the rest of the veterans have their trainees assigned to them, Brian's loner personality kinda make it hard for the young man to assign her to anyone. He wants to assign her to Urara since the latter is such a ball of joy that Brian's loner personality might be overpowered by it.
"Hello, trainer Igo Heita."
"Gold City…? Didn't you race just a couple of days ago? How are you here already? Your trainer isn't even here yet!"
"So what's wrong with me wanting to go back as fast as possible? Am I not intruding on your lovely time with your trainees and others?"
"Wow… Someone sure is grumpy. Did you owe her a date or something?"
"Shut up, mutt. You won, right, Gold City? Why are you so grumpy? Did someone grope you on the way here?"
"You're the only one who would do something like that to me."
And the only one I allowed to.
"Then what? Do you want an ice cream?"
"Hmph!"
"It's training, isn't it?"
"Hmm~~"
"Figure. Mutt, since you're free, you're training her."
"Why? She is not your trainee, is she? Did you steal her away from her trainer? Am I witnessing a crime?"
"Since when did you give a shit about your job? Just listen to me and do what I told you to do."
"Or what?"
The young man smiles slyly before moving his face near the Monster's ear and whispering to her.
"You won't get any anymore."
"Tch!! Stupid manwhore!! Fine!!"
"Good girl~~ Now go train with the mutt, Shichi. You want others to acknowledge your existence as a racer, right? Here's an absolute dumbass that managed to do that with zero effort."
"What does that supposed to mean?"
"It means what it meant, Mutt. Shichi, this mutt has nothing in her head other than running, and she is honest, too. This combination lets everyone see her pure hunger for race, which gave her the reputation she has now."
"I hate you."
"So let's hold a mock race between the pathetic supermodel and the dumbass mutt, okay?"
"..."
"..."
"Can you teach me how to put him in his place?"
"Gladly."
"Hey!! The only person who can be a pervert during the day is me!! Don't take my things!! Now shoo~~ Shoo and fuck off!!"
"...Sigh… Let's go, Narita Brian. I can feel my age rapidly progressing just by talking with him. He is in his bratty mood."
"When has he never? A bratty adult."
"Yeah! That's right!! Run with your tails between your legs!!"
It took a ridiculous amount of will for both Gold City and Narita Brian to not turn around and make a meal out of the young man. The veins on their heads pop, their ears bent back in annoyance, and their tails whip wildly. Luckily for the young man, he got a good view of their assets as their tails swung.
As expected of runners, their back muscles are wonderful.
"As disgusting as ever, boss."
"Oh? Failure of A Scientist, you seem sweaty. Did you enjoy basking in the sun like a cat?"
"How rude. I'm an active runner too, you know?"
"Oh? Are you training? For what exactly?"
"And what exactly are you planning with the information?"
"My crowbar might finally get to be used."
"You are a real piece of work, I tell you that."
The tired assistant sat down beside her boss. She makes sure there is no dead space between them as she leans into the young man who pays her.
"Are you really worried that I might destroy your trainee's chance of becoming a Triple Crown champion?"
"You're still the Phantom Triple Crown even, right?"
"...I hate that nickname."
"The reason would be?"
"A phantom is not real, boss. It only reminds me of something that I would never achieve as a runner. One of the most prestigious achievements an umamusume could get, and it would never be mine."
"I forget that you're an umamusume too under all that mad scientist robe."
"How cruel. If you don't show me your humanity once in a while, I might forget that you're a human and not a demon."
"My humanity doesn't come cheap, Scientist. You need more than that to stimulate me."
"Sigh… Are you going to stop me if I'm going to stand in your way?"
"To win the Triple Crown?"
"Yeah…"
"No. You should know better that the Triple Crown isn't exactly my goal. It's a stepping stone."
"And what would happen if you didn't manage to step on that stone?"
"Do you know about the Xanatos Gambit, Tachyon?"
"A plan where all the possible outcomes will benefit the planner. Are you saying whatever happened will benefit you, My boss?"
"Indeed. Whether McQueen wins the Triple Crown or you stop her, I will gain something for me to step on."
"Mind telling me what your plan is, boss?"
"I'm going to propose to whoever wins the Kikuka Sho."
"Well… I guess that's true then. Whoever wins will lose."
"Fuck you, you bitch."
"Hahahaha… If I lose… Can I become your trainee, boss?"
"Did you have a fight with your current trainer?"
"No… It's just that… Do you really want to have a trainee who barely trains and races?"
"And you're piling that burden on me, huh?"
"Well, you're an asshole. I feel less bad about putting my burden on you."
"Bitch…"
"Ahahahahaha… So…?"
"In my eyes, everyone has their usage. For you, other than a mid-level boss, your other use is as an assistant. I believe that every umamusume can be a great runner, but the amount of resources I need to put into training you… I would not break even."
"Such a heartless bastard… But thank you… I know I can always depend on you to be honest with me."