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

"...We'll talk about it next time. At least, a good opera doesn't need your performance yet."

The chairperson smiled gently upon hearing this and casually changed the subject. Then, she turned her gaze to the side where people were sitting and noticed that many seats had suddenly become empty.

"Where are the people from the radio station? Weren't they involved in this meeting?"

"They're probably too busy taking care of themselves, aren't they? After all, the club spent a fortune to create Rudolph." The black-haired racehorse girl said to the chairman with a hint of schadenfreude, "Even I was created by them."

"But you don't seem sad at all; on the contrary, you seem to really want to see this." The chairperson said with a mysterious smile, then, with her hands slightly clasped, she said softly:

"However... the people from the Central Radio and Television Station are really going too far. They control so many resources. I usually turn a blind eye to the Central Committee's demands for supplies, but these past few times, they've even started interfering in the competitions."

“Indeed…we should give them a little warning. It’s a good opportunity to use Rudolf’s visit to make those people in the Central Radio and Television Station behave themselves a little and let them know that the Central Committee is the Central Committee, and the Central Radio and Television Station cannot represent the Central Committee.”

"It's time to go and offer our condolences to the community." Upon hearing this, the chairman turned his gaze to Akikawa Yayoi and Surugawa Tezuna, two highly representative figures within the organization, and then smiled faintly:

"I'll leave this matter to you, Miss Northern and Miss Harvest."

"You all have a lot of pent-up anger in your hearts, don't you? Then take this opportunity to vent it. This time, no matter how outrageous you go, the central government will back you up."

"Of course! As expected of the chairman, he truly understands the greater good."

Akikawa Yayoi also exclaimed that she had a great time and immediately nodded to the chairman. Although Surugawa Tesuna did not say anything, her gentle smile still seemed to carry a hint of inexplicable coldness.

At that moment, the black-haired racehorse girl standing nearby suddenly stepped forward and said to the chairman:

"Wait! I want to go too! Take me with you!"

"...Alright, but those people at the club will probably be furious when they see that even their most prized racehorse girl has betrayed them, right?" The chairman glanced at the black-haired racehorse girl and was taken aback, then muttered to himself with a wry smile.

"Hehe, what does it matter? Although I was created by the TV station, I have never liked the people at the TV station."

"...Whatever you want, but just keep that in mind."

"Then, Miss Harvest, Miss Northern, and Big Shock, go to the radio station together and, on behalf of the Central Committee, give a proper greeting to the high-ranking officials of the radio station."

"Leave it to us." X3

……

As for the current situation with the Central Horse Girls Association, it has no impact on everyone who has finished the winner's stage. Although Rudolf Symbol might have foreseen this, she no longer needs to think about it too much.

"Well then, everyone, we're going back to Treson Academy to get back to work. Are you planning to stay in Chiba and enjoy Christmas, or are you going back to Tokyo and relax a bit tonight?"

“Let’s go back. Christmas Eve in Tokyo is so lively. Chiba is nice too, but my own bed is definitely the most comfortable,” Ikezoe said, stretching as she spoke first. Imai, seemingly understanding, chimed in.

"I'm going back with everyone. It's Christmas today, and we didn't have time to decorate properly, so we'll just play with the kids tonight."

"Waaah... President, after I debut and become the Undefeated Triple Crown Girl in Classic Year, you have to compete against me too."

While the Emperor of the East Sea seemed to have recovered from Lu Duo's defeat, he still looked somewhat displeased and said to Lu Duo:

"This time, you absolutely can't lie to me again! I'm going to challenge you, just like my opera friend, and defeat you to become the strongest racehorse girl of the new era!"

"--Well then, after you challenge me, you'll have to challenge and defeat the opera classmate first, Your Majesty."

Rudol smiled slightly upon hearing this, neither refusing nor directly responding to the emperor's words. But at that moment, Naze Fumino, standing beside Wada Kazuyoshi, also stepped forward and said:

"I'm going back too. There's still some work to do... and I also want to see if there are any promising young racehorses among the new female racehorses."

"Huh? So, does that mean all that's left is me, the opera, and the raging waves?"

Wada suddenly felt something was wrong. He had clearly prepared to bleed a lot of money and treat everyone to a good celebration in Chiba, but one by one they said they wanted to go back, and suddenly only the three of them were left who planned to stay in Chiba for another day.

At that moment, He Tian suddenly felt his hand loosen slightly. He saw Nu Tao step forward and say to He Tian with a slightly nervous expression:

"Trainer, I... I have to go back too. Yes, I'm sorry."

"Huh? Nu Tao, you..."

However, before Wada could even speak, the famous general Nutō fled as if he were running away. Along with the group of horse trainers who were standing in front of Wada and Yoshikazu, they all scattered like birds. For a moment, only Wada and Yoshikazu were left, standing there dumbfounded.

Now that things had come to this, both Good Opera and Wada knew what these people wanted to do. After a moment of looking at each other, Wada was the first to blush and turn her head away, while Good Opera also belatedly realized and awkwardly turned her face away, refusing to look at Wada.

"Well, um... shall we go for a walk? How about a good opera?"

"……Um."

Good Opera's response was silent, but she still agreed with Wada's proposal. However, her feigned indifference to hide her shyness had a strangely endearing quality.

……

"Is this really okay, Nutao? You, you clearly..."

On the way back, Naze Fumino unconsciously asked the famous general Nutō beside her a question. Before she could finish speaking, a smile appeared on Nutō's face. Although he was still somewhat timid, he spoke his true thoughts:

“I understand… In the trainer’s heart, my importance… can never surpass that of my good opera classmate.”

"So, I'm at peace now, Trainer Naze... I've gotten what I wanted most from you, so I'm content."

"……Yeah?"

Upon hearing this, Fumino Naze thought about it carefully. Although she felt it was a bit unfair that the child had suffered, she ultimately couldn't say anything and just sighed.

"...You really are a heartbreaker, Trainer Wada. I wonder how many girls will be heartbroken because of you, really."

Chapter 217: The Three Goddesses' Prank? An Opera That Can't Be Escaped

However, after everyone left, the atmosphere seemed to have disappeared. At this moment, Hao Geju and Wada wandered aimlessly through the streets of Chiba, unsure of what to do.

Although the Arima Memorial has just ended, most people are still unaware of the news without a replay or newspaper coverage. News takes time to spread, no matter how fast it travels through people, mobile phones, and the internet. Therefore, the Good Opera is fortunate enough to be able to stroll around Chiba relatively peacefully—of course, this requires her to wear a mask to disguise herself and, incidentally, put away her crown.

Of course, Wada also had to put on a little disguise. He was quite conspicuous. He dressed casually, and soon, a group of ordinary-looking men and an ordinary-looking horse girl appeared on the streets of Chiba.

"I'm sorry, opera. We were planning to celebrate together, but now... it seems like we don't have that kind of feeling."

No, rather than saying there was no atmosphere, it would be more accurate to say the atmosphere was developing in a strange direction. Wada was also feeling a bit overwhelmed; the opera's dull response left him unsure of what to do.

Fortunately, after the awkward atmosphere, Good Opera seemed to realize that something was wrong. She returned to normal, but shed her exaggerated emotions.

“It’s alright, Ryuji. I don’t really care about celebrating victory. Rather, the fact that we’re standing together like this makes me happier than any celebration.”

Good Opera also smiled. Although her expression was covered by a mask, her raised eyebrows still revealed her mood, and the somewhat cheerful wagging tail behind her also indicated that she was in a very good mood.

A rare moment of solitude, especially one so after a victory… Good opera isn't made of wood; she knew, of course, that Nu Tao and the others had given her this time hoping something would happen between her and Long Er…

But, but... isn't that a bit too unreserved... Good opera, just thinking about this, even his horse ears started to turn red, drooping slightly as if he were very shy.

"No, no, good opera, you need to be reserved. You're not that kind of shameless racehorse girl. Besides, Ryuji is your most loyal subject and your most trusted partner. How can you distort the pure trust between you just because of a few victories?"

"Besides, the occasion doesn't allow it right now. There's no suitable place. You can definitely spend a normal day with Ryuji. Yes, that's right!"

She kept telling herself "good opera" in her mind, trying to get rid of this shameful yet itchy feeling, as if she was both welcoming and resisting. She was worried that the lingering emotions from the Arima Memorial event would have a second outburst.

But now Good Opera is relieved, because as long as she maintains this state until the next day, and then finds a place to sleep separately from Ryuji, everything will be fine!

"Everyone! Come quick! The shopping street is having a lucky draw for Christmas! Gifts from Santa Claus!"

"Third prize winners will receive a plush toy, second prize winners will receive a quilt dryer, first prize winners will receive a free automatic robot vacuum cleaner, and there's even a grand prize waiting for you! Come and participate!"

"Oh, a lucky draw event, that looks pretty interesting."

The Wada Koyo Opera also immediately noticed the event in the shopping street. A hand-cranked wheel on a table, with a sign that read "Encouragement Award," quickly caught their attention.

At that moment, there was still a queue, with one person after another challenging their luck, but most of them only received a tissue as an encouragement prize and then left disappointed.

"A comforter dryer...that sounds really nice. I remember Orihime mentioning that she wanted a comforter dryer."

At this moment, Good Opera also thought of Orihime, one of the "Three Musketeers". Although she was unable to participate in the Arima Memorial this time due to health reasons, and her future career may even come to an end, Good Opera has not forgotten her several battles with her in the Classic Triple Crown, as well as her all-out effort in the Chrysanthemum Award, which paved a breakthrough path for her and Narita Road.

Now, Good Opera and Orihime have completely repaired their relationship and become very good partners. Of course, Good Opera also knows some things about Orihime.

"Ai Mui-hime is going on vacation abroad with her trainer soon, supposedly to relax... I wonder if she'll want to bring this blanket dryer with her."

“Then let’s try our luck.” Hearing what the opera said, Wada nodded naturally and said, “If we’re lucky enough to win the second prize, we can give this quilt dryer to Aimu Orihime. She’ll be very happy.”

"Alright, let's go! Right now, this tyrant is having the best luck ever!"

Good Opera also marched forward with Wada, full of pride and high spirits. Although Good Opera was somewhat concerned about what the big surprise grand prize was, it didn't think about it too much at the moment.

After all, that roulette wheel has at least 60 options, and the top-tier ones probably only take up one slot. How could anyone be so lucky?

With that in mind, Hao Geju followed Hetian to queue up, and before long, they arrived in front of the roundabout.

"Alright! Let's see how my luck is today." Wada rolled up his sleeves, ready to make a move, but at that moment, Good Opera suddenly stepped forward and snatched the handle from Wada's hand.

"Wait—Ryuji, let me handle this!" For some reason, Hao Geju suddenly felt a little flustered. Now that she was here, she had an increasingly strong feeling that Wada would draw a special grade, and that special grade might make their journey today full of awkwardness.

Therefore, Good Opera resolutely chose to do it herself, after all, even if the result was not good, she could attribute it to her own mistakes.

"Well then—let me see, the second prize! A quilt dryer!"

Good Opera also seizes the opportunity to exert her strength immediately. As a horse racer, she can easily spin the wheel until it becomes blurry. When she feels the time is right, she releases the handle. Soon, the wheel gradually slows down, turning through the options one by one.

As the pointer of the turntable began to get closer and closer to a small, very conspicuous red square, the eyes of the opera singer kept widening, as if he were trying to control the turntable with his mind.

What a coincidence! Three goddesses!

"—Congratulations! Our first grand prize winner in the shopping district! Miss Chestnut Hair Racer! Congratulations on winning the grand prize in our shopping district's event!"

The staff member dressed in Christmas attire greeted Good Opera with a congratulatory smile. Perhaps because Good Opera was wearing a mask, she didn't notice the slight change in Good Opera's expression and happily accepted the gift from the staff member.

"Please accept this; it's a gift for the grand prize."

"Hahaha... It seems my good luck isn't over yet today; the lingering warmth alone makes me so happy."

Good Opera also gave a rare snicker, then nervously accepted the small gift wrapped in a handkerchief from the staff member, noting that the contents were quite light.

"Um, just out of curiosity, what's in here?" Wada, who was standing nearby, also poked his head in and couldn't help but ask.

"Congratulations! This is our shopping street's grand prize—a double hot spring ticket." The staff member said with a smile to Wada and the slightly stunned Good Opera.

"With this voucher, you can experience the luxurious service of one of our renowned hot spring resorts in Chiba today. All expenses incurred at the hot spring resort throughout the day can be offset with this voucher."

"Oh, looking closer, you two are actually a couple! How lucky!"

Good Opera: "..."

"The Three Goddesses! You tricked me!" At this moment, Good Opera was constantly denouncing the Three Goddesses' prank in her heart. She felt that her luck in Arima Nozomi might now be returning to her in a different kind of bad luck!

Chapter 218: The Atmosphere is Right, Let Some Things Take Their Natural Course

"Calm down... calm down, good opera... Although the three goddesses are indeed starting to reclaim the good fortune they showed me at Arima Memorial, and I've been driven to the brink of despair, you have to be strong. You are the overlord."

"The more adversity you face, the calmer you need to be. Just treat this like any other hot spring trip. It's just the two of you, Ryuji, there's no one else around, and you'll probably be in the same room. That's all..."