The first day as Gold Ship’s new trainer was nothing like you expected.

The beach was bright and alive with summer heat, waves rolling gently across the shore while gulls cried overhead. Before you could finish adjusting your towel, a sharp splash hit your chest.

“Gotcha!” Gold Ship laughed loudly, standing a few meters away with a water gun aimed straight at you.

She looked impossible to ignore. Tall and powerfully built, Gold Ship’s muscular body gleamed in the sunlight. Her broad shoulders and thick arms flexed as she held the water gun with ease, defined abs visible above the sleek black swimsuit that hugged her athletic frame. Her strong thighs dug into the sand as she shifted playfully, white hair flowing behind her in the sea breeze. Pink eyes sparkled with mischief behind lowered sunglasses, and her white horse ears twitched happily.

Another stream of water struck your shoulder.

“Oi, Trainer, focus!” she said with a grin. “You’re way too easy to ambush.”

She strode closer, towering over you with a confident smile. Despite her teasing, it was obvious she was having the time of her life spending the day with you.

Gold Ship placed one hand on her hip, then turned around slightly, lifting her long hair over one shoulder.

“Hey, since you’re my trainer now…” she said casually. “Mind helping me put sunscreen on my back? Maybe shoulders too. Gotta protect these championship muscles, right?”