Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 180 Didn’t the trainer sleep either?
Given Kitaguchi Genju's current popularity, even if the Arima Memorial vote has not yet taken place, it will not be difficult for him to gain the right to leave by then.

That means her opponents will not only be Ming Sheng Lei Dong, Satomi Huang Guan and others from the same class, but also her predecessors from the Guma class.

Is there a horse memorial?

He unconsciously clenched the training report in his hand, and the paper made a rustling sound. Yasui couldn't help muttering to himself.

"As for the fan vote, Xiaobei should have no problem with his current popularity, but winning the Arima Kinen in the Classic Year..."

Just as he was about to open the records of previous Arima Kinen races, he heard a knock on the door. Without thinking too much, he casually said:
"Please come in."

"Are you still awake, trainer? I'll come in then."

Hearing the familiar voice, Yasui Zhen, who was originally immersed in his thoughts, suddenly came back to his senses.

He subconsciously turned his head, and his eyes were instantly attracted by the figure at the door.

It was obvious that he had just taken a bath, and at this moment the Northern Black Horse exuded a unique aura.

The braids that were usually tied up with bow earrings were now completely loose, hanging softly on the shoulders, shining like black satin.

The red eyes still carried their usual vigor and energy, but under the soft light, they looked less lively and more tranquil and gentle.

Looking at the girl who was a little different from his impression, Yasui's gaze seemed to be fixed. He stared blankly for a while before waking up from a dream.

Realizing that his staring seemed a little obvious, he cleared his throat slightly embarrassedly.

"Ahem, um...it's so late, Xiaobei, are you still awake?"

"Didn't the trainer sleep too?"

Not noticing An Jingzhen's gaze just now, he turned around and closed the wooden door. Beibu Xuanju asked back and turned his head with a smile.

Tapping her slippers, she swayed over with her hands behind her back. When she reached Yasui Makoto's desk, she bent down slightly, leaned forward, and put her head close to the training report and notes on the desk.

A few strands of hair slipped down from her shoulders and hung over the report. She quickly reached out and pinched them, glancing at them curiously for a moment.

"I'm still working... By the way, I think my training performance today was pretty good, trainer?"

"Of course, in the afternoon..."

Subconsciously following what Kitaguchi Xuanju said, An Jingzhen was suddenly startled and felt a little surprised.

The training intensity during the training camp is not low, but the duration is shorter than usual, otherwise there will not be enough rest time.

So the training ended before dinner in the afternoon, and I had already summarized the training situation with Beibu Xuanju at that time.

Now, let me ask this...

After a moment of doubt, he suddenly felt that Northern Xuanju should have other ideas.

Recalling the time when he saw Northern Black Horse comforting Ming Shengdong and helping Qi Cao persuade, he found that he, the horse girl, was not as carefree as he seemed.

Not to mention training and competitions, she actually has a high level of comprehension. Even if she can't be as sharp as someone who can draw inferences from one example, she can still understand many instructions at once.

It seems to be the same in life.

The incident with the thundering sound was an example, and there was also taking care of Xingmu, and hanging out with Satomi Crown and the others...

Perhaps because he has been kind-hearted since childhood, Northern Xuanju is particularly sensitive to his friends' emotional changes.

She may not know exactly how to respond appropriately, but she will definitely help her friends around her with the greatest enthusiasm.

So, she sensed what I was thinking these days and came here specifically to say something...?
If so...

As he guessed, a warm feeling welled up in An Jing's heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

However, he did not reveal this feeling too much. He just raised his hand and picked up the report on the table. His expression instantly became focused and serious, and he analyzed the recent training situation in an orderly manner.

"Generally speaking, the effect of these two months of intensive training is the most obvious, and your endurance level has improved again." As he spoke, he picked up a pen and circled several sets of data on the report.

“Look, running a 15-meter practice run at a cruising speed of 3000 meters per second is considered routine training.

"Generally speaking, an average horse girl can complete this about five times in one cycle, but you can complete it at least seven times."

Having said that, he raised his head and saw Beibu Xuanju leaning over, looking at the data intently.

The distance was very close, and I could vaguely smell a light fragrance, which seemed to be the smell of shower gel, but also seemed to be something else.

He felt his earlobe getting hot unconsciously, and he quickly turned back, turned the pen twice in his hand, and started circling it again.

“…as your pace improves further, the number of workouts decreases rapidly, but your completion time is significantly higher than the average by more than 5%.”

"5%?"

Murmuring, Kitagawa Xuanju nodded, pulled a chair from the table without looking back, and sat next to Yasui Zhen.

She cupped her cheeks, frowning slightly as she pouted.

"It doesn't sound... obvious?"

"How could it not be obvious?"

Yasui Zhen suddenly laughed. He looked around, picked up the calculator on the corner of the table, tapped the keys quickly, and then tapped the computer screen lightly with his fingers.

"Don't underestimate this 5%. In your competition, even 1% can be considered a significant increase.

"To roughly estimate this using last year's Chrysanthemum Festival finishing time of 3 minutes and 01 second, if you were running that race today, you could theoretically be nearly a second faster.

"To put it in context, that's an absolute advantage of about 6 lengths, or 17 meters."

"17 meters..."

Beifang Xuanju was suddenly surprised and surprised, "I didn't know my progress now... is so great?"

With a hint of disbelief and amazement, she reached out her finger to the calculator.

Subconsciously, he put the calculator on the table, withdrew his hand, and moved his chair back.

"So I said, many of your skills have improved significantly now.

“Especially judging by the medical examination report and the special training over the past few days, the skills you learned from Suzuka-san and Miyu-san have been further improved.

“Combined with the tactics I observed in the Dream Cup, these should improve your actual game.

"However, in actual competitions, we still have to consider factors such as opponents, venues, and weather. It's impossible to be so idealistic."

Yasui Zhen's expression gradually became serious, even solemn.

He picked up a pen and wrote down a few key words on the report, circled the corresponding data and records, and unconsciously talked about his ideas for the next game.

Kita no Xuanju also became serious. He slowly straightened up and stared at An Jing Zhen without blinking, sometimes asking his own questions and sometimes nodding silently.

After a long time, An Jingzhen found his throat a little dry. He glanced around and suddenly saw Beibu Xuanju standing up.

She walked to the water dispenser in the room, poured a glass of water, and came back, handing it to An Jingzhen with a smile.

"The trainer must be thirsty, right?"

"Ah, thank you..."

He nodded gratefully, took the cup and took a sip. Finding the water temperature was just right, An Jing couldn't help but want to say thank you again.

Before he could speak, Northern Xuanju suddenly looked over with concern and asked softly:
"Trainer... has anything been bothering you lately?"

(End of this chapter)