Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 139 Why Are You Reconciled and Why Do You Regret?

After the training match, Yasui's complicated mood took a long time to calm down.

Even though they already knew that they would be competing against powerful seniors, Northern Xuanju, who hadn't even finished their classic year, must be under a lot of pressure.

I still feel that those seniors seemed to have gone a bit too far in this game.

It's not a question of ranking.

Just like the result last time, Northern Black Horse came in last, which is not difficult to accept.

It's not some unexpected problem either.

There was obviously a special consideration behind the great shocking performance, and Yasui Zhen had guessed it halfway through the game.

This horse racing girl probably wanted to test some of the conditions of the Northern Black Horse, so she showed ruthless suppression from beginning to end.

The problem is that this is just a training match. You two are all running out of the area... Isn't that too much for my Xiaobei?

After enduring for a long time, Yasui Makoto finally didn't express his complaints about the fact that all the horse girls except Kita no Xuanju ran out of their range during the training match.

If you think about it calmly, this kind of accident is not a bad thing.

After the Gaoyue Award, he and the horse girls including the Emperor of the East Sea had repeatedly confirmed that Thundering Ming had definitely entered the territory on the final straight line.

In this state, the mental force will be extremely concentrated, abilities in all aspects can be exerted beyond their normal level, and the momentum will also be different. These are certain.

Therefore, while guiding Northern Xuanju during this period, An Jingzhen has been researching and thinking about it.

However, at present, the world's understanding of this situation is not deep, and the parties involved themselves cannot explain what is going on.

Since there is no way to control it manually, this training match can provide an unexpected experience, and Northern Xuanju can be said to have benefited a lot.

On the other hand, the horse girls who participated in the training race were exhausted.

It is true that the domain can enable people to perform beyond their normal capabilities, but it is not a superpower. Ultimately, it still consumes physical strength, and the degree of consumption is much more intense than in other states.

It was like the thunderous sound after crossing the finish line in Gaoyue Sho, and he almost didn't have the strength to stand. He slowly recovered with the support of Beibu Xuanju.

The same thing happened to them. After running for a while and barely jogging, they fell to the ground one after another, with only the strength left to catch their breath.

So, suppressing the urge to complain, Anjing Zhen, Yamato Akagi and the other three, as well as Kitaguchi Xuanju who had rested for a while, got busy with the aftermath work.

First, I lined up at the infirmary to check my physical condition and make sure I didn't have any injuries.

Then I asked about the plans for the next weekend to avoid missing any important matters.

I found that the horse racing ladies would return the gates, equipment, etc. borrowed from the logistics department after taking a rest.

Finally, after some thought, Yasui Makoto decided to take the horse racing girls to a hot spring bath and review this twists and turns of the training match.

Hot spring therapy has long been used in training, and this proposal was unanimously agreed.

……

In the afternoon, Yasui Makoto and Kita no Genju went to the hot spring hotel that they had visited several times.

In a single room, lying on a recliner, flipping through the "Youjun Weekly" in his hand, he heard a knock on the door, and was shocked and said casually:

"Please come in."

"Excuse me, Senior Great Shock."

Pulling open the paper door, Beibu Xuanju walked in with a plate of fruit salad. "How are you feeling, senior? Are you still tired?"

Putting the magazine on the coffee table next to the recliner, Da Zhen stood up, took the fruit plate, and said briefly:

"Not bad. Where are the others?"

"...Can I ask you a question?" After hesitating for a moment, Northern Xuanju answered the question irrelevantly.

There was no answer, and Da Shock nodded.

"Senior... seems like he doesn't like interacting with people?"

After asking curiously, Beibu Xuanju waved his hands repeatedly, "That's just my feeling. If there's anything wrong with what I said, please forgive me, senior..."

After a moment of silence, he used a toothpick to pick up some fruit from the fruit bowl and took a few bites. Then he looked at Beibu Xuanju in shock. "Why do you think so?"

"It's just... the feeling."

Beibu Xuanju pursed his lips and said, "I remember I went to Senior's house, right?"

"The time with my sister?" Da Shocked reacted quickly.

"Well, Kuroshio-senpai often tells me about his seniors."

Beibu Xuanju nodded and said, "I have also watched the senior's game. That time I also wanted to meet the senior, but I didn't see him..." She hesitated to speak.

After another moment of silence, the toothpick pierced the fruit a few times, and Da Zhendang suddenly stared at Beibu Xuanju and changed the subject.

"What were you thinking about when you took the final turn?"

"Final bend...today's training match?"

Seeing Da Zhenhan nod, Beibu Xuanju lowered his head and fell silent.

Seeing this, Da Zhenhan did not urge him. He turned around and sat back on the recliner, picked up the magazine he had put down before, and flipped through it casually.

a long time.

"You're unwilling, and... you regret it." Beibu Xuanju unconsciously clenched his fists as he spoke in a low voice with some uncertainty.

"Why are you unwilling to accept it? Why do you regret it?" He was still flipping through the magazine, not looking over, and asked softly, as if asking casually.

For a moment, it was as if he was back in the training match. A familiar feeling of oppression came over him, and Beibu Xuanju felt suffocated by the two consecutive questions he had just asked.

After a while.

"…I'm not sure, but…"

He clenched his fists tighter and gritted his teeth.

"If an opponent like my senior appeared in the Japanese derby and I retreated like I did today, victory would definitely be..."

“Not if.”

The magazine flipped back a page, and without looking up, he interrupted in shock, "That's for sure.

"In the Japanese derby, there will definitely be opponents that you feel you cannot defeat." She emphasized.

Northern Xuanju was stunned.

She didn't quite understand what the big shock meant.

She had hardly any contact with this senior in the past, even during the recent training match, but she was quite clear that the former's strength was definitely among the best in Japan.

There are only a few such powerful horse girls. Could it be that the upcoming Japanese Derby will really be as the predecessors said, and that such an insurmountable opponent will appear?

"Japanese Derby, Tokyo 2400m Grass Course, Left Hand, G1."

He put the magazine down and finally looked at Northern Black Horse again. He was shocked when he suddenly talked about the race.

"It originated from the oldest Epsom Derby, the earliest race in the Classic Triple Crown. Another name for it was 'Tokyo Yujun', which means 'selecting the best horse girl'. It was once the most popular and sought-after competition.

"Do you know what your opponents will do for this game?"

The series of words left Northern Xuanju somewhat bewildered. Upon hearing the question, she instinctively stammered:
"Make...what?"

"Rising your life."

He picked up the magazine again, turned to the page filled with race records, spread it in front of Northern Xuanju, and said in a deep voice, greatly shocked:
“Middle distance racing is a test of the balance between endurance and speed, and most races are slow at the beginning and fast at the end.

“But the Japanese derby is different.

“There are so many people fighting for the title of ‘Derby Girl’ that more than half of the races have the first 1000 meters under 60 seconds.

“This is the speed at which the rest of the mid-range kick starts.

"Now you should understand why I ran like that in the training match?"

(End of this chapter)