Having trained real horses, why are we now training racehorse girls after time-traveling?

Now, even if she wins this game, it's only because another version of herself woke her up at a crucial moment; otherwise, she might not have been able to break free from her confusion so quickly.

"No, in the end, you woke yourself up. I... I'm just a silhouette."

"Now that the Overlord has been born, it is time for me, a remnant of the past, to leave."

"...Aren't you going to say hello to Ryuji?" However, at this moment, looking at his other self's relieved appearance, Good Opera felt a little reluctant to say it.

Although Good Opera now understands that the person in front of her is not the real her, the deep affection she feels for Wada that rises from the bottom of her heart is something that cannot be faked.

"She" cherishes Hotan even more than she does, a fact that even the best operas have to acknowledge.

But it is precisely because of this that good opera knows very well who it will miss the most when it is time to leave. Good opera feels heartbroken that its other self can only spend a short while with the person it longs for day and night.

"...No, I'd rather not. Let's not make that child...so sad."

"Good Opera" slowly closed her eyes, her body beginning to dissipate before Good Opera, but she still revealed a faint smile and said:

"Give my regards to the child, and tell him... I am proud of him."

“He has proven his vow, and he can now stand tall in front of me... I have seen it all.”

"Then, goodbye, or... never again."

As the "Good Opera" group finished speaking, her body drifted away in the wind and sunlight, eventually turning into a golden particle that slowly merged into the body of Good Opera.

And at the moment when "Good Opera" merged into Good Opera's body, for some reason, Good Opera couldn't help but shed two hot tears. She gently touched her chest and whispered:

"Thank you... my other self."

Huh... why are so many strange memories suddenly popping up in my head?

In a daze, at the moment when the two became one, many memories that Good Opera had never experienced before resurfaced in Good Opera's memory. They were fleeting, but they were clearer to Good Opera than ever before.

Good Opera subconsciously covered her slightly throbbing head, quickly absorbing all of this into her brain. And at that moment, the person she had been longing for finally appeared before her.

"What a wonderful opera! What a wonderful opera!"

"Dragon...two..."

In a daze, Good Opera noticed Wada coming towards her from the front, and almost subconsciously, Good Opera ran towards Wada in the same way, extending her arms without reservation.

However, just as the two embraced, the opera suddenly made a move that surprised everyone.

All that could be seen was that Good Opera suddenly opened its mouth and took a bite out of Hetian's neck.

"Huh?!" Wada was also startled by Hao Geju's sudden action, and his muscles tensed up involuntarily. However, he did not push Hao Geju away directly, but let her bite him unexpectedly.

Anyway, it didn't hurt much, and the opera singer quickly released her mouth, leaving only a shallow tooth mark on Hetian's neck, without hurting her at all.

"...Good opera? What's wrong?" Wada asked, staring at the opera that was now buried in his chest again.

"...It's nothing, Ryuji, it's nothing."

However, after doing something completely contrary to what good opera is, Good Opera still didn't say anything more. She just hugged Wada tightly and said in a muffled voice:

"Why did it take you so long to find me... Ryuji... I've been waiting for you for so long."

"Why did it take me so long to meet you, Ryuji, Ryuji..."

Good Opera's words seemed somewhat incoherent, merely repeating Wada's name over and over. However, Wada quickly understood what Good Opera was saying. After a long while, he wiped away the tears that had not yet dried from his eyes and softly said:

"No matter where you are, I will find your... good opera as soon as possible."

"It's just that before... I never had the courage to stand up and see you. I didn't dare to come to you because I was afraid that when I finally stood in front of you, I would still be that useless good-for-nothing, and I still wouldn't be able to help you at all."

"But now, I feel I can face you with my head held high... but I still can't help you much... what a wonderful opera..."

"I guess I'm still pretty useless, aren't I? I'm so sorry, beautiful opera."

"—No need to say that, Ryuji."

But Good Opera, upon hearing this, gently extended her finger and covered Wada's mouth. This racehorse girl, now a "dominant force," still spoke candidly to Wada:

"The 'Queen of the End of the Century' doesn't need a trainer who only tells her to win, but a truly loyal person who will accompany her throughout her life."

"I will always reserve this position for you, Ryuji, and that will never change."

"Now, let's declare our victory to the audience together, together with me, the Overlord!"

Good Opera grabbed Wada's hand and pulled him forward a few steps without saying a word. At that moment, facing the cheers and applause of the entire audience, the two, who might not be the strongest, but were definitely the most tacit and perfect combination, extended their hands in unison, announcing their victory.

The combination of these two will become the most perfect combination of this era, and is destined to become a combination that no one can replace.

"This era may not be the strongest, but it is the most perfect combination, making other racehorse girls extremely envious."

Even Rudolf offered his applause to Hetian Hao Opera. At this moment, even Rudolf couldn't help but feel jealous of Hao Opera. She actually had such a trainer who, although young, had always supported her. They trusted each other so much. Such a relationship was truly enviable.

"So, President, what about the Arima Memorial..." Kiss couldn't help but ask with a smile, though she already had the answer in her heart.

As expected, Rudol clapped his hands and said with a slight smile:

"Isn't this enough to excite you? Energy bar. Facing the most perfect combination in the history of Trey Academy, I really want to know whether I am stronger or the combined strength of these two is stronger."

"We'll know the answer at the next Arima Memorial, lol."

"What if you lose?" Qi Cao couldn't help but ask again, "That would be a huge blow to your popularity. You know, the central government... has always portrayed you as an invincible symbol."

"—I am not invincible, energy bar. I have also been defeated. No racehorse girl is invincible, just as times change."

"...If good opera can really beat me at Arima Memorial, then the next student council president of Tressen Academy might be found."

Rudolf has also been making plans for her "retirement" early on. Her favorite is Good Opera. She looks forward to a fair and square competition between them at the Arima Kinen race. At that time, everyone will know whether Good Opera has the strength to take on this heavy responsibility.

Chapter 185: Who Has the Confidence to Shake Up the Era of Great Opera?

"Great opera student!"

"What a wonderful opera!"

After the geisha and Wada celebrated their victory at the Chrysanthemum Festival, several more horse girls ran out from the audience. Among them were not only the horse girls from the "Miracle" team, but also many horse girls who admired the geisha, such as Tekkaichi, as well as Kusakami and Silent Suzuka who accompanied Tekkaichi.

"Wow, Opera Girl! You're really amazing! A triple crown horse girl!"

Zhou ran excitedly to the opera troupe, almost incoherent with excitement, but in the end, he handed the notebook and pen he had been holding to the opera troupe, saying excitedly:

"If you don't mind, please give me your autograph!"

"Hahaha! Are you a fan of this overlord? You have excellent taste!"

Good Opera and Wada exchanged a glance. Although Good Opera was exhausted, it still did not refuse Special Week's request. It signed "Good Opera" in the notebook and then handed it to Special Week.

But to everyone's surprise, Zhou immediately turned to Wada and said, "Trainer Wada, could you please sign your name for me too?"

"Your partnership with the opera enthusiast has truly impressed me. I... I really hope to find a trainer like you! So—"

"Spee-chan, if you say that, the trainer might cry." Silent Suzuka, who was standing to the side, also found it quite amusing and reminded Special Week that she had already joined Okino's team.

"Huh? Oh, I forgot—no, no, no, I'm not dissatisfied with the trainer, I just, ahhh, I don't know how to explain it!"

"...If you don't mind that my autograph might lower the quality of a good opera's autograph, I'm fine with it."

Wada also stepped forward at the opportune moment to take the notebook from Special Week, signed his name next to the signature of Good Opera, and then handed it to Special Week.

After receiving the script and reviewing it, Zhou's face lit up with joy. She then bowed deeply to the Wada Peace Opera and exclaimed excitedly:

"Thank you so much! I... I won't bother you any longer!"

"...He's quite cute, isn't he? This Special Weekly." Wada watched Special Weekly's hasty escape, as well as Silent Suzuka and Kusakami Hibi who left with him, and said with a hint of teasing.

He never imagined that Special Week, who had clashed with him and Good Opera twice before, would become such an adorable horse girl in this world, and unexpectedly become their junior, and even idolize Good Opera.

It has to be said that fate is truly dramatic. They were once rivals, but now they are idol and fan. For Hotan, this is truly a gentle world.

After Special Week left, the renowned general Nu Tao followed closely behind, his face beaming with genuine smiles and joy. He grasped the hand of the opera singer and said...

"Wow, that's wonderful! Good Opera Girl, you're amazing! From now on, you're a Triple Crown Horse Girl. There are only three Triple Crown Horse Girls in all of Japan, and you're the fourth one!"

"Our team now has a triple crown horse girl, great opera girl!"

"Ah...yes, Nutao, thank you all so much for your help."

Good Opera, without any hesitation, grasped the hand of Ryuu, and looked around at everyone who was slowly gathering. He saw that Ikezoe and Ima Nami had already come over with their respective horse racers, and Aishou Orihime, Naritaji, Mejiro McQueen, and others who had just finished their races were also slowly approaching without any hesitation.

At this moment, Good Opera was actually a little teary-eyed. Without realizing it, he, who originally thought he would walk a lonely and aloof path, actually had so many true friends.

Of course, this is also due to Wada's efforts all along. From the beginning, he maintained good relationships with Orihime, Naritaji, and other racehorse girls, as well as their trainers. Later, with the help of Fumino Nase, the current situation was achieved. Otherwise, today, Good Opera would probably be fighting alone, staging a scene of one person breaking through the encirclement.

Now, she no longer needs to worry about anyone, whether it's the TV station or anyone else.

And all of this was achieved from the very beginning by a fool who was working hard to make it all possible... a fool she couldn't bear to part with.

"Long Er".

"Hmm? What's wrong? Good opera?"

"...It's nothing, I just called out to you."

Good Opera chuckled softly, took Wada's hand again, and said to him, "Let's go to the post-match interview, Ryuji. You need to act like a good match for me, the overlord. Don't go to the interview with red eyes."

Good Opera led Wada backstage, knowing that a large number of reporters would be waiting for them there. After the two left, Megumi McQueen, who had been pretending not to care about the outcome of the competition, let out a long sigh, looked at Jinlang standing with the Golden Ship and the Emperor of the East Sea, and walked towards Jinlang somewhat dejectedly.

"I'm sorry... Trainer... I've let you down."

"I don't think it's shameful to lose to the 'Overlord' opera, which has already surpassed my peak, McQueen."

Now, Lang had clearly anticipated McQueen's reaction, and with a slight smile, he reassured him, "Don't worry, McQueen, from now on, your competition with Good Opera will almost never overlap again—of course, if you wish to challenge Good Opera again, we will have opportunities in the coming months."

"Yeah, McQueen, even the invincible Emperor wouldn't dare say he could beat my good opera student on the field, he's really strong!"

The Emperor of the East Sea also stepped forward to comfort his good friend, saying, "Losing to Good Opera is not shameful at all! McQueen, your performance was excellent, there's no fault to be found. It's just that Good Opera is too strong!"

"Hmph, although I'm reluctant to admit it, Good Opera is indeed very strong now, which is something even I, Lord Golden Ship, acknowledge."

Meanwhile, Golden Ship, unusually, stroked his chin and said solemnly, "I'm afraid even if the eldest sister goes all out, she might not be able to win. Perhaps only when the master sister grows up will she have a chance to defeat Good Opera."

"Hmph, it's just a pity that my debut time was around the same as Emperor's, otherwise I really wanted to debut quickly and compete with Good Opera and Master Sister—ah, I'm so tempted!"

"What?! The Golden Ship?! Don't talk nonsense! I don't want to go and perform at a good opera!"

Meanwhile, the Golden Master, standing next to Chi Tian, ​​trembled with fear upon hearing this. She was probably in the same state when she wasn't in the competition mode. For the first time, the Golden Master, who hadn't fully matured, felt fear towards the opera that had just delivered such a terrifying final performance.

At least for now, Golden Master doesn't believe she can beat Good Opera. Good Opera has become the fourth Triple Crown Princess, while she hasn't even won a GII yet. Even though she's considered a bottom-ranked monster, she's still not that confident against Good Opera.

However, at this moment, Chi Tian gently patted the head of the master craftsman beside him and chuckled:

"Don't worry, Orpheus, you'll definitely be no weaker than Good Opera in the future. Next year, I'll make you the next Triple Crown female horse, and then let you and Good Opera meet at Arima Kinen next year!"