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

This level of training intensity is completely unsuitable for training racehorses. Moreover, racehorse training usually begins in the early morning because horses have poor heat dissipation. If the temperature is too high and the training is excessive, the horses are very prone to getting sick.

However, here, facing the racehorse girls, Wada and the others had no such worries at all. Training in the middle of the day was no problem either, as the racehorse girls' body temperature was indeed slightly higher than that of ordinary people, which helped to dissipate heat and actually reduced the difficulty of training.

"Hahaha……"

"How, how did it go?" Good Opera had been practicing all morning, and even she was exhausted. Wada had also been riding on Good Opera's back all morning. Their coordination was getting better and better each time, and Good Opera was gradually mastering the way Wada transmitted signals to her and gradually finding her rhythm.

However, Nu Tao took advantage of this opportunity to perform his role as a sparring partner very smoothly. During the training phase between Hao Geju and He Tian, ​​he repeatedly surpassed the two at the same speed and rhythm, achieving victory after victory.

In this way, Wada and Hao Geju were finally able to sense the progress in their coordination. And in this last instance, their coordination finally surpassed the normal speed of the raging waves. Hao Geju was finally able to ask Nase Fumino about their results.

"Hmm... this result is just average, nothing special, probably just a normal result for GI Uma Musume."

As Fumino Naze looked at the stopwatch, her brows furrowed slightly as she said, "However, considering that you didn't use your full strength in Raging Waves and Good Opera, and you didn't use your last kick, this result is quite normal."

"The main problem is... good opera, you still can't fully let go. When the trainer was on your back, you always had some concerns and held back, as if... you were deliberately restraining your strength and letting the trainer perform."

"Although you've clearly improved a lot compared to the first time, it's still not enough. Good opera, in that case, it might be better if you train on your own. When you run alone, you can bring out your full potential."

Naze Fumino didn't really want to say anything so rude, like "Trainee Wada will limit your performance." She really didn't want to say it, because Wada's judgment on good operas was already quite accurate. He had a very precise grasp of when to exert his strength and when to sprint.

The key point is that as long as Wada is on the back of Good Opera, Good Opera's running will not be completely unleashed, as if a limiter is installed. Although Good Opera's mood is very high with Wada on it, Good Opera cannot fully exert its true strength.

This cannot be used as training before the Arima Memorial Festival. Training at this speed will not be very effective, especially since the Arima Memorial Festival is in two months.

"Oh, I see... I actually find this kind of training quite interesting..."

Good Opera sat panting to the side, while Hotan, who had ridden Good Opera all morning, was also very tired—don't think that only the "horse" gets tired, the rider's physical exertion is also very high.

In other words, good opera isn't something as difficult to coordinate as Uma Musume. If you were to switch to Ikezoe to operate Golden Master, you'd be exhausted in an hour, let alone a whole morning.

It is only because Ikezoe's physical strength has increased significantly after transmigrating that he can train with the Golden Master so tirelessly. Otherwise, if Ikezoe and Wada had similar physical strength, he would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.

"It seems this training method isn't quite right for us... We need to find a different approach..."

Just as Hetian was muttering to himself, suddenly, a sound like a large insect chirping rang out. In an instant, everyone looked at each other in surprise and turned their gazes toward Nutao, whose face was flushed red.

"I... I'm just a little hungry..." Nu Tao said shyly, raising his hand. After running all morning, even the racehorse girl was starting to feel hungry.

"—Then let's go eat, Trainer Naze. Please bring Good Opera and Raging Waves to the cafeteria with you."

"Hmm? Trainer Wada, aren't you coming along?" Naze Fumino nodded, but then remembered that Wada had also been working hard all morning, so she couldn't help but ask.

"No, I'm tired now. I want to go back and take a shower first, and then take a good nap." Wada stretched and looked very tired as he said, "Could you please bring me something? Anything is fine. I'll eat when I'm hungry."

“Alright, I’ll come find you at the team later.” Naze Fumino nodded gently, took the two racehorse girls’ hands and headed toward the cafeteria. This time, neither Good Opera nor Raging Waves showed the same resistance as before.

Naze Fumino is slowly integrating into the group and learning many things she didn't understand before from Wada's side. Before she makes up her mind to take up the profession of trainer again, she will stay in the team and humbly learn.

After Naze Fumino and the two racehorse girls had walked away, Wada slowly stood up from the ground. But this time, he didn't walk towards the team's direction; instead, he walked in another direction...

Treson Academy has a large area. As the central school that trains the best racehorse girls in all of Japan, Treson Academy is indeed excellent in terms of environment. But no matter where you go, whether it is the main campus of Treson Academy, a branch campus, or even a local school, there is such a place.

—The Three Goddess Statues. The Three Goddess Statues at Treson College are located in the most prominent place in the college. Whenever people arrive at the school from the gate, the first thing they see is the statue of the three goddesses.

At this moment, Wada silently arrived here, raised his head and gazed at the statue of the three goddesses. Below the statue, a golden plaque explained the origin and power of the three goddesses.

"...The blessings of the three goddesses, the progenitors of all racehorse girls, will give the racehorse girls power, allowing them to gallop freely and gain the power to win honors on the racetrack."

"Is this the progenitor of all the racehorse girls in this world? I can't even tell which three racehorse girls they are just by looking at the statue. Or is it that these are not three specific racehorse girls, but rather the general images of three paternal racehorse girls?"

It had been almost a year since he arrived in this world, and this was the first time Wada had ever seen the statues of the three goddesses so closely. However, he still couldn't recognize what these three goddesses represented in their original world.

However… in front of these three goddess statues, one can indeed feel a peaceful atmosphere. Is it just psychological? Wada wasn’t sure, but he felt this atmosphere was compelling him to close his eyes and peacefully experience this tranquility.

“Three goddesses… Although we three do not know why we came to this world, nor do we know if our arrival is related to you, since you have given me this opportunity, if you are truly watching over us from heaven, please listen to the prayers of this mediocre rider.”

"I have seized this opportunity as much as I could and done my best to make it happen, but I am still the mediocre person who can't help. Although I have made up for many regrets, it is still far from enough for me."

"I hope I can help good opera, even if it's just a little bit... so that she won't be fighting alone. I hope I can be qualified to fight alongside her."

Wada whispered this to himself, but in the darkness with his eyes closed, he was unaware that he had unknowingly entered a strange state of mind. At that moment, a faint female voice entered his ears.

"Do you really want to fight alongside her, young trainer?"

Who? Who is speaking? Wada opened her eyes slightly in surprise, only to find that the world around her had changed without her noticing. She seemed to have arrived in a starry sky, and there, a voice was talking to her.

“I am one of the three goddesses. You can call me Bayer.”

"Now, I'll ask you one more time, young trainer, do you really want to fight alongside her? Are you really willing to completely bind your fate to that racehorse girl you cherish, the one you've been longing for through two lifetimes?"

Chapter 204: A Bond of Fate?

"Bayer? If I remember correctly, this prefix means...Bayer Turkish Thoroughbred?"

"Could it be that, just as I thought, the three goddesses of this world's horse racing girls are really the images of three different paternal thoroughbreds?"

Wada has been in the riding industry for almost 20 years, and he knows the sires of most Thoroughbreds, things he was required to know when he took the qualification exam. Therefore, when this woman who claimed to be one of the three goddesses uttered that term, he immediately recognized her.

However, Wada quickly ignored this problem and instead noticed the strangest thing about this world.

"The three goddesses actually exist? And they actually respond to our voices?"

"Are you really goddesses? Are there gods in this world?"

“Of course, young trainer. Every world has its own gods, but they don’t necessarily respond to everyone’s voice, and we are no exception.” One of the three goddesses said with a gentle smile:

"But we are different too. We protect this world and the beautiful racehorse girls. They are the continuation of our bloodline. We may not respond to every racehorse girl's prayer, but we have always been protecting them."

"You, who come from another world without us, can surely understand. We transformed them into beings as beautiful as you, allowing them to communicate, think, and understand just like humans."

"Moreover, it ensures that they will not die from their injuries and can have the same lifespan as you."

These last words silenced Wada. These two points alone were enough for the rider to express his utmost respect for the three goddesses.

But the three goddesses' words made Wada realize something, and he immediately asked, "So, our arrival was really because of an accident involving you three goddesses?"

"...It's less of an accident and more of a little trick of fate."

"We are truly sorry, but even we have many things we cannot understand. Therefore, we do not know why you came into this world."

"But I can be sure of one thing: the long-cherished wish in your hearts must be an important factor connecting the two worlds. Just as I am now, having heard your inner prayer, I have appeared before you."

The phantom of one of the three goddesses slowly appeared before Wada. Although it was only an outline, Wada could still tell that she was indeed a racehorse girl. She did not seem to have her own body, but only a general image, yet one could still feel her beauty and holiness.

"Well then, let's get back to the main topic, young trainer."

“I heard your prayers and was moved by your sincerity, which is why I appeared before you to respond to your expectations.”

"And now, your choice has come, young trainer. Are you willing to bind your fate and your beloved racehorse girl to this world forever, until your lives also fade away in this world?"

"If that's the case, can I help her?" Wada didn't rush to agree; he hadn't forgotten the original purpose of his prayer, and asked the three goddesses:

"If I make this choice, will I be able to help good opera? Will I be qualified to fight alongside her and overcome all difficulties?"

"Even the three goddesses cannot know for sure the course of a 'miracle'; all we can do is grant you one." The three goddesses replied gently.

"But if your feelings are truly sincere, perhaps your voice can reach the person you want her to hear it, and in that case, perhaps you can overcome all the difficulties."

"So, what's your choice? Young trainer."

"A bond of fate...that sounds really mysterious." Wada chuckled softly upon hearing this, as if trying to calm himself down. But in reality, he was very calm, so calm that even he was surprised.

"...Perhaps our fates were already intertwined. Perhaps I am not qualified to be the one who can help her. But as long as I can help her even a little bit, I am willing to do it, even if it is beyond my ability."

"I just hope... I can help her this once, so I won't feel so helpless."

"—I do."

"Then, state your name, young trainer." The three goddesses were very satisfied with Wada's answer and asked with a smile.

"Wada Ryuji." Wada gave his name to the three goddesses without the slightest hesitation.

“I understand. So, what is the name of the other person whose fate has been intertwined with yours for two lifetimes, whose destiny is now bound to yours?” the three goddesses asked again.

“—A fine opera,” Wada continued in his reply.

“Very good. The contract is now complete. Now, we only need to wait for the day when a miracle occurs…”

……

"Ah." In a daze, Wada suddenly opened his eyes and subconsciously took a few steps back. The stardust-like scenery that had been before him had long since disappeared, and everything around him had become bright again. He had returned to the real world.

The scene he had just witnessed facing one of the three goddesses could not possibly be an illusion. Wada raised his head again and tried to call upon the three goddesses with his eyes closed, but it had no effect whatsoever.

"This can't be a dream... There really are three goddesses in this world, and they even gave me... a 'miracle'?"

"Am I now bound to the fate of great opera? Why don't I feel any change whatsoever?"

Still somewhat skeptical, Wada tried to communicate with the distant opera in a way similar to telepathic communication found in movies and TV shows. However, no matter what he muttered to himself, he couldn't hear any voice from the opera.

"No response... Could it really just be my imagination? That shouldn't be the case..."

"Could it be that the time hasn't come yet? Waiting for the day when a miracle will happen... but which day is it? Do all the gods speak in such a mysterious and cryptic way?"

Helpless, Wada couldn't find the answer to this question no matter what he did, but he couldn't possibly take his recent experience as a hallucination. If someone's hallucination could be so realistic, Wada began to wonder if he had developed some kind of mental illness.

There must be some changes within myself, or at least, there should be some changes in the opera scene.

But the three goddesses said to wait... so it must be that the time hasn't come yet, right?

Wada was also somewhat uncertain. He silently looked up at the statue of the three goddesses again, recalling his experience just now. He suddenly felt that he should also call Ikezoe and Imai-senpai. They should also have some long-cherished wish, or some way to definitely summon the three goddesses.

However, upon further reflection, Wada abandoned the idea.

"They should wait until they need help before coming here to find the Three Goddesses."

Muttering to himself, Wada finally sighed and chose to return to his team. He was truly exhausted today; the events he had experienced were already fantastical enough. He needed to rest properly.

And... it was only noon when I arrived, how come the sun is already almost setting now... how long have I been standing here?

Just after Wada slowly left the scene, one of the three goddess statues began to glow slightly. Although it was fleeting, it was enough to prove that everything that had just happened was not fake.

“Ryuji Wada…it’s not the right time yet. When you truly want to fight alongside her, the power of miracles will respond to your wishes.”

"But the power of miracles doesn't work every time. It depends on whether you truly have such a strong desire. I might give you this opportunity, but whether you can seize it... It all depends on you and your destiny."

Chapter 205: Nase Fumino's Huge Change

For a while afterward, it was as if nothing had happened. When Wada returned to the team and met Good Opera, after confirming that Good Opera's condition was no different from usual under Good Opera's questioning gaze, he silently chose to keep the matter of the three goddesses a secret.

Although it seemed that he had received the blessings of the three goddesses, which would have been quite inspiring to say, Wada did not want the opera to become complacent or relax its efforts because of this, so he did not say it aloud.

As always, he trained Good Opera and Raging Waves, ensuring they were in top form to welcome Arima Kinen and face this enormous challenge for them.