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

She was gathering a power, a power that could only be unleashed on the field.

"Hehe, McQueen, you seem to be really enthusiastic."

On the training field, McQueen was still jogging slowly when suddenly, the Emperor of the East Sea, dressed in training clothes, appeared out of nowhere and jogged at the same pace as McQueen, chuckling softly:

"I heard you had a problem with your leg and I was worried about you, but it looks like you're recovering very well. It seems like we don't have to worry about not being able to see you in the friendly match."

"Don't push yourself too hard, McQueen. You have an even more important debut competition to attend, right? Otherwise, how about taking a break and watching my invincible Emperor's performance?"

The Emperor of the East Sea's words carried a hint of provocation, but this was actually his way of showing concern. She was proud, and inherently a kind-hearted child, though slightly reserved, easily embarrassed, and prone to showing off.

In this respect, many proud female racehorses are quite similar, including McQueen. Therefore, they all use their unique methods to motivate their rivals or friends.

Racehorse girls don't cry easily. Unless they lose a race they've given their all in, or they've encountered devastating news they can't bear, racehorse girls almost always encourage each other to keep running.

“Your Majesty…” McQueen noticed the Emperor of the East Sea beside her, but this time, she smiled slightly and said:

"Don't worry, even though I'm in recovery right now, I'll definitely make it to the friendly match."

“Then let us settle this once and for all, Your Majesty.”

"Hehe, McQueen, you'd better step up your game! Last time I left you two horse lengths behind!"

Seeing McQueen so energetic and confident, the emperor's competitive spirit was undoubtedly aroused, but more than anything, he felt relieved that McQueen was alright.

McQueen looks so energetic, so he must be alright!

"Hehe, well then, I'll run ahead first, McQueen, see you in the friendly match!"

The Emperor of the East Sea also accelerated and ran ahead of McQueen in an instant, while McQueen jogged slowly behind, swinging his arms.

She now desperately wants to break through and surpass the emperor. In the past, she would definitely have done so, but this time, after leaving Jinlang, McQueen seems to have changed a bit.

She may not have listened to the rest, but the advice from Jin Lang, "Don't let your pride ruin your career," made McQueen realize something.

Only by protecting her body can she continue running. Temporary humiliation is nothing; she will repay it with future victory!

"Your Majesty, wait for me. I will surpass you, I will."

McQueen calmed his urge to run, steadied his movements and breathing, and continued jogging at a leisurely pace...

Meanwhile, Qi Cao and Lu Duo, who had accompanied the Emperor of the East Sea, were also observing this scene from a high vantage point. Qi Cao nodded to himself and said with a tone of approval:

"McQueen has really grown up. If it were the old her, she would definitely fight the emperor even if she was injured and sick. But now, she can actually restrain herself and not do those impulsive things."

"It seems that McQueen made the right choice by hiring Trainer Jinlang. President, our Treson Academy has really drawn three great cards this time."

However, Qi Cao's words did not receive a response from Lu Duo. Qi Cao looked over curiously and found that Lu Duo's gaze was too focused. Following her gaze, Qi Cao could see that Lu Duo's gaze had been fixed on the body of the East Sea Emperor from beginning to end, as if he were looking at some rare treasure.

"President..." Qi Cao was also quite helpless. During this period, Lu Duo had been acting strangely. She would be absent-minded and unable to concentrate when working in the student council. She would often be seen spacing out.

At first, Qi Cao thought it was just the effect of the president's work fatigue, but recently, when the East Sea Emperor came to the student council from time to time, Lu Duo would fulfill the emperor's requests no matter what he had to do, and even stopped telling jokes. Qi Cao then felt that something was wrong.

The president... seems to be spoiling the emperor even more than before? But why is that?

……

"Is there something wrong with the emperor's running style?"

“Yes.” On that day, Jinlang, representing Ikezoe and Wada, explained their thoughts to Rudo Symbol—or rather, well-known experience, but for the East Sea Emperor who had not yet made his debut in this world, these were undoubtedly thoughts and speculations.

"The legs of the East Sea Emperor are extremely flexible and explosive. Their flexibility is like that of a racehorse girl born to run the Japanese derby. But the hidden danger behind this is that while the explosive power is strong, the flexibility of the legs will accumulate huge pressure on the legs when they explode."

"It's like a strong force constantly compressing a spring. The stronger the compression, the stronger the force released when the spring is released. But all of this is based on one premise: that the spring will not break."

"The explosive power that an emperor can unleash will not exceed the limit of the pressure that his legs can withstand. But springs will rust, and human bones will also be under increasing pressure with each compression. If the emperor's flexibility is his greatest weapon, then this flexibility is also his greatest weakness."

"Therefore, she will undoubtedly be a shining new star, but it is probably inevitable that she will run on a thorny and tortuous road."

……

"Your Majesty... what should I do?"

Lu Duoxiang was filled with inner conflict. Ever since she received the news from Jin Lang and the others, Lu Duoxiang had been unable to sleep at night. She repeatedly recalled every moment she had spent with the Emperor. She had witnessed her growth and her becoming a rising star in Treson. She had once held great hope for her future, expecting her to surpass her and one day race together on the track to decide who was the true "Emperor".

But on that day, after Rudol heard such words from Jinlang and the others, she felt a rare fear—not of herself, but of the emperor's repeated runs.

Her mindset has undergone a tremendous change. In the past, Lu Duo would only look at the emperor's growth with a gratified gaze. However, now, every time she watches the emperor run, it is as if she is looking at a fragile piece of glass, and she is very careful, for fear that something might happen to her.

"Your Majesty, do you wish to continue stumbling and rising again on this thorny path, or do you wish to live the life of an ordinary racehorse girl...?"

"Perhaps I would have known your choice even if I didn't want to, but... should I tell you this?"

Rudo symbolizes that she does not yet know the answer to her question, and she is not even sure whether the statements made by the three new trainers who have just entered Treson Academy are correct.

After all, no matter how talented they were, they were just trainers. Even other more authoritative figures had never said such things to the emperor. Why were they so confident?

However, Lu Duo would never be careless when it came to matters concerning the Emperor of the East Sea; she had to be mentally prepared for this and everything that followed.

As for how to solve it... perhaps, after the friendly match, she will have a slightly clearer answer.

Chapter 32: The Opening Friendly Match, the Arrival of the Mejiro Family

A week flies by for the racehorse girls. After the announcement of the friendly match, the newly enrolled racehorse girls prepared for the match. However, it was clear that not all the new racehorse girls could participate in this competition. Apart from the few "catfish" designated by Rudolf, the other racehorse girls who participated could not really be small fish.

Even the small fish have to be the big ones. Although this friendly match is not a competition and is just a duel between the new female racehorses of Tresen Academy, it is a public event for Tresen Academy, so we must do a good job of preparation.

None of the freshman racehorse girls at Treson Academy are weaklings—this is the message Rudolf, as student council president, wants to convey to the outside world. Therefore, even the freshmen who participate in the races are undoubtedly the best of the best, having undergone rigorous selection.

Finally, at noon one day, when a large number of outsiders and reporters who came to visit and watch the game entered Tressen College, filling the already vast Tressen College playground and its spectator stands all the way to the college entrance to overflowing with people, the friendly match was finally declared open...

"Welcome everyone to Treson Academy to watch this friendly internal match hosted by Treson Academy!"

On stage, Rudol, dressed in his winning outfit, stood alongside the two racehorse girls, Kiss and Narita Shirahito, as the student council president, and addressed the audience:

"Although this is a friendly match without any rankings, in order to demonstrate our Treson Academy's motto of 'leading the way and leaving all others in the dust,' this time we will conduct it as a formal competition."

"While the newcomer racehorse girl who wins this friendly match won't achieve a victory like her debut match and become a winning racehorse girl, we will award the first-place racehorse girl a medal recognized by the Treson Student Council to signify that this champion represents the best among the newcomer racehorse girls of our Treson Academy!"

Rudolf's symbolic words caused an uproar among everyone present. Narita Shirahito, who was holding a blade of grass in his mouth, took out a medal and said that it was the proof that he was the best among the new generation of racehorse girls. The entire audience, reporters and racehorse girls participating in the racehorse girl competition all cheered like never before.

"Alright—! Your Majesty, I'm now determined to win! For the medal personally awarded by the president!" Below the stage, the East Sea Emperor was also excitedly rubbing her hands together, determined to win this competition.

"...This is the first time I've heard this. It seems the president hasn't told us many things yet." Ikezoe, who was giving Maki-rei her final instructions on the key points of the competition, shrugged helplessly, but he didn't seem to care.

Makoto is a sprinter. In a middle-distance race, he might be able to lead in the first three corners, but he'll definitely "squeeze out" in the last corner. He wasn't aiming for the championship anyway.

"Trainer, he gets medals!" Meanwhile, the renowned general Nu Tao, preparing for battle, tugged at He Tian's sleeve, saying with a hint of excitement:

"If we win this game, we'll have a chance to win a medal and become the 'best freshman at Treson Academy'!"

“Yes, the best freshman, that’s really tempting.” Of course, He Tian understood what Nu Tao meant. Although Nu Tao didn’t say it explicitly, he was asking He Tian if he could take off the weighted race.

Although Wada felt that even with the added weight, a ranking of fifth or higher wouldn't be a problem for a top-tier swimmer like Nutao, seeing Nutao's expectant look, Wada pondered for a moment and then smiled and said:

"Alright, this time, unburden yourself, Raging Waves, and run with all your might to win this honor!"

"Okay, okay!"

After a slight surprise, Nu Tao immediately nodded with delight. She had clearly prepared herself for rejection—because the match against the Daily Cup of Good Opera was getting closer and closer, and Nu Tao had discussed this matter with Wada more than once.

Wada's proposed solution is called "playing dumb to catch the tiger." It involves concealing one's abilities and not revealing one's true strength until the Daily Cup, when one unleashes a full burst of power to catch the opponent off guard. This would greatly increase the chances of winning against Good Opera.

Nu Tao also felt that this was the method with the highest success rate at present. Therefore, except for the three days of rest, he wore the weight almost every day during his daily training. He didn't even take it off when he slept, except when he took a shower, in order to let his body adapt to the weight.

The effect is remarkable. At first, he was not used to it and even had trouble sleeping all night, but now, Nu Tao feels that the burden is becoming lighter and he is gradually getting used to the weight.

However, she lacks real combat experience, the kind of practical experience that allows her to understand her current strength after shedding her burdens.

This is also one of the reasons why Wada agreed to let Nutao unload his burden and go all out this time. This friendly match is of high quality. Even though it is full of rookie race girls, it is probably no more difficult than some GIII races.

Another point is that although He Tian verbally encouraged Nu Tao, deep down he was still prepared for the possibility that Nu Tao might not win the match...

The reason... Wada unconsciously turned his gaze to the other side—there, Megumi McQueen, who had long since unloaded his burdens and was warming up, was ready to go.

Around McQueen, the other racehorses avoided him, not daring to approach. Everyone could feel the strong belief and determination to win emanating from McQueen.

"This is actually a bit scary... This Megumi McQueen reminds me of the rice bath I had during the Emperor's Spring Festival..."

Although Wada had never seen the famous "Black Assassin" Miyumoto in person, nor had he ever seen Miyumoto in this world, he could still know the terror of Miyumoto, which terrified other racehorses, through the video.

Now, a similar feeling has appeared in Megumi McQueen, but it is not the "beast-like" aura of Miyu, but a purer thirst for victory.

"Now, even the emperor of the East Sea might have to temporarily avoid his sharp edge," Wada muttered to himself.

Meanwhile, outside the packed Teresen Academy, a luxurious limousine slowly pulled up at the school gate. A moment later, with the help of bodyguards and assistants, the car door slowly opened, and several racehorse girls with different hairstyles but similar appearances stepped out. Clearly, they were all racehorse girls of the same bloodline.

"Grandmother, please come quickly! The friendly match is about to begin, and this is McQueen's newest talent!"

"Ryan, you need to change your impatient nature. You are the Mejiro family's racehorse girl, who is highly regarded and has the best chance of winning the Emperor's Award."

From the car, an elderly woman, clearly the head of the family, stepped down and slowly rose with the help of a group of people. The old woman was dressed in fine clothes and, although she looked old, she still had an extremely dignified air. Surrounded by the crowd, her appearance was extraordinary.

This is the head of the Mejiro family, and she is someone that all the Mejiro family's racehorse girls respectfully call "Grandmother". This time, for the sake of Mejiro McQueen, this newcomer from the Mejiro family's racehorse girl arrived early, and even this old woman decided to come and see for herself.

Of course, it wasn't just her; all the proud horse racing girls of the Meguro family had come together. Surrounded by these horse racing girls, the Meguro family head slowly began to speak:

"Alright, Ryan, Dober, Believers, Aldan, and Light."

"Let's go see how McQueen performs, and while we're at it, let's see if that trainer, Takatoshi Imaizumi, whom McQueen always talks about and has written to about so many times, really has any real talent."

Chapter Thirty-Three: The All-Star Show of a Friendly Match

"Welcome everyone to the first annual friendly match of Treson Academy! We will provide commentary and introduction to this friendly match in a manner and style that is no less than that of an official match!"

On the commentary platform, two female racehorses were serving as hosts and commentators. One of them, a short-statured female racehorse named Ash, seemed quite excited, which contrasted sharply with the other female racehorse next to her, who appeared rather quiet but was constantly eating her rice ball.

"So, the live commentary for this match will be provided by Tamamo Cross! And the person in charge of the commentary is—Oguri? Oguri! Stop eating!"

"—I'm Oguri Hat, nice to meet you." Under the frantic prompting of Tamamo Cross beside her, the goose-haired racer girl named Oguri Hat finally finished the rice ball in her hand, and said faintly with rice grains still remaining at the corner of her mouth.

However, even without doing anything, Oguri Hat's mere words elicited cheers from both the audience and the crowd. Clearly, Oguri Hat's popularity truly befits her status as a star horse racer, which explains why she was chosen as the commentator this time.

"Well, cough cough, after several rounds of selection, there are a total of thirteen new horse girls participating in the friendly race. To ensure consistency with the normal race process, we've also implemented a popularity ranking!" Tamamo Cross coughed a few times before immediately smiling:

"The popularity ranking is based on the internal horse racing girls of Treson Academy and does not represent the ranking of strength, but it is absolutely fair and impartial!"

"So first up is the thirteenth popularity, Twin Turbo, looking all confident!"

"Twelve popularity ratings, plus poetry drama, I hope you won't have any more mishaps before the competition!"

Tamamo Cross reported the results of the popularity vote conducted by the racehorse girls of Treson Academy one by one. Meanwhile, Ikezoe and Wada, who had already moved to the audience area, heard several familiar names and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"It really was an All-Star game, it felt like we were playing Arima Kinen."