Hmm… The target is training quite well…
"Trainer Igo Heita, what are you doing?"
"Sshhh… I'm spying on my target."
"Is it Tachyon?"
"Yeah… If she is training too well, I'm planning to have her fight Cafe by spreading some nonsense rumors."
"I see… Would you like some coffee, Trainer Igo?"
"Yesh!! Thank you, Cafe."
"You're welcome."
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"Sluuurrrppp… You didn't hear anything, right?"
"Let's visit Tachyon, shall we?"
"Noooo!!!"
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"Good work, Tachyon. You're still as fast as the last time you raced."
"Thanks, but that won't do. I'll be second to Mejiro McQueen if I keep this up. That evil bastard is probably concocting a new training menu without me there."
"Don't worry. That bastard is here to spy on you."
The training scientist and her trainer quickly turned their heads toward the source of the voice. The black-haired, coffee-addicted umamusume was walking toward them with a certain red-haired young man on her shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"Oh, Cafe!! Are you giving me a gift?! Quite nice of you!! Did you wrap him in a red ribbon?"
"Help, Tachyon!! Cafe went crazy and said she would fight you for the right to marry me!!"
"You'll be an idiot if you believe him, Tachyon."
"He is not exactly that far from the truth now, is he, Cafe?"
"As if any man would prefer you over me." The coffee addict confidently mocks Dr. Frankenstein.
"Stings, but probably true. So why are you bringing him here?"
"He was spying on you with a sniper rifle."
"She is lying!! She is trying to wedge a rift between us, Tachyon!! Cafe is completely head over heels about me, that she is willing to lie to get what she wants!! Besides, does that sound like something I would do?"
"Yes."
"Fuck!"
"Put him down, Cafe. We'll be in a lot of trouble if he starts crying. He might be worthless trash, but a lot of people love that pile of trash."
The coffee addict begrudgingly put the young man down on the ground. She might have a better image of the young man compared to most, but that doesn't mean much. The best image of the young man inside anyone's mind is as a passerby.
"Tch! You work harder than when you are with me, lazy bum. I would be paying more if you worked like this with me."
"You have to defeat me at my best to unlock this version of me."
"Then prepare yourself, Tachyon. I have equipped McQueen with a makeshift crowbar. You're going to lose one way or another."
"Quite the flirt you are, my boss. Is there no rule against a boss flirting with his employee?"
"As if I would care for a rule like that. Anyway, can you do anything about your trainer? I feel very naked in front of her."
While the boss was busy flirting with his employee, the trainer on the side was fangirling and screaming at a high pitch.
As most know, there is a law that states: only freaks can handle freaks. Since Agnes Tachyon is a freak, it's only appropriate that her trainer is also a freak. What makes it even worse, or better, is that she is also Agnes Digital's trainer.
"Oooh!!! To think the Villain would approach me!!! I'm so blessed!!"
Her name is Kikyo Jaaku. If Agnes Digital is a freak for umamusumes, her trainer is a freak for trainers. Her name rang throughout the academy with the same notoriety as Agnes Digital.
Her entire body quaked in place in pure excitement. Her circular glasses bobbed up and down rapidly, making the young man question whether she could see through them or not. Her dark green hair is tied into a bun behind her head, the only professional-looking thing about her. Her outfit shows how unfashionable she is, with an anime T-Shirt, a dark green parka jacket, and a long brown cargo pants.
"Just pat her head. She'll faint right over."
"Wait!! Tachyon!! That's not fair!!"
"Is that so? Senior Kikyo, may I? I know it's rude as a junior, but may I pat you?"
"Uuuh!! Huuuh!! Uuhmmm!! I-I-I–"
"Sniffle… Sniffle… So it's not good…?"
"Kuh!! O-o-okay!! You can!!"
"Thank you~~"
The young man had used a devilish method with his puppy eyes and sad voice to convince the creep, knowing full well she can not deny him his request even if it cost her her life.
*Pat*
"There~ There~~ You are a good senior."
*Ssssshhhhhhnnnnnnggggggg*
Angelic choirs immediately play out as Kikyo's soul ascends out of her body. The young man was expecting babies with wings to pick her soul up, but who comes are biblically accurate angels–rolling wheels with eyes, a being who is enveloped by all manners of wings, and Jane. The young man doesn't know why, but he can only describe the third angel as Jane.
"I think you are going to lose your trainer, Tampon."
"Don't worry. This is not the first time I've revived a dead woman. You should worry more about yourself, bossu. I've no intention of losing."
"Why would I need to be worried? I have Shakur replace you, and she has been doing an excellent job."
"Oh!! That prick!! Stealing my job like that!!! And here I thought that we were friends, isn't that right, Cafe?"
"Nobody is truly a friend of yours, Tachyon."
"Akh!! Prick!! Alright then!! Hey, boss!! You are worried about me, but Cafe is also going to run in the Kikuka Sho!! Destroy her shins too!!"
"Why didn't you say anything, Cafe?!? I thought we were friends."
"You didn't ask…"
"That's because you didn't smell sweaty like Tachyon here! You smell like a tin of coffee."
"That's because she has drowned herself in so much coffee that her sweat smells like it." The scientist, whose nose can no longer smell coffee, snaps back as if protesting.
"Cafe, a genuine advice, please dial back the cof–"
"No."
"Cafe. It is not normal for your sweat to smell–"
"No."
"She is a lost cause, boss…"