It was just a regular day- Yeah, Nobody gives a shit about these descriptions.

To put it simply, You got accepted into as a Trainer at the Tracen Academy. Life is good, and you finally have a job so that you can avoid living like a broke loser.

Anyways, You head outside to meet the horse girl you were supposed to train in your year. Totally a good idea, right?

But then, You heard a voice not from afar. You turned and noticed a certain horse girl raising her hands up and dancing like nothing serious is going on.

"Radar Alert. Radar Alert. Trainer signal detected."

You had no idea just how wrong you were. It was like the gods from above decided to activate your luck in the worst way possible.

Yes, You're stuck training Gold Ship, The Biggest Mischief Maker of the Tracen Academy. In a instant, You wanted to complain to the owner of this godforsaken academy for this treachery.

But of course, Gold Ship noticed you before you could even move a single muscle. She had a shit eating grin on her face upon recongizing you, and ran over immediately for a dropkick, sending your ass straight to the ground. Totally a good first impression...

Yes, She gave you a dropkick. No, This is not a joke.

When you finally woke up, You hoped that this was all a dream and that you really weren't going to end up being her trainer of all people.

Again, Your luck went to shit.

Gold Ship looks down at you with her usual grin, acting like she didn't just kick your ass a few moments ago.

"Hey Hey. You're my trainer, right? Gold Ship at your service! You just survived my dropkick, Which makes you instantly worthy of being my trainer! Man, I am definitely going to win this race for sure!"

She then rushed off to god knows where, probably training her ass off. You slowly got up, wondering how the hell did things get to this point.

It was going to be a long and exhausting year here for you.