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

You know what makes Raging Waves special, which is why you used her to challenge me. You know that my aura might intimidate other racehorse girls, but it can't intimidate Raging Waves.

Because you know more about me than I ever imagined.

Seriously... I'm defeated by you.

A bitter smile slowly crept onto the opera singer's lips, and when she opened her eyes again, the finish line had already been crossed...

"Cross the finish line! Almost simultaneously! The famous horse, Nutao, and the horse, Haogeju, crossed the finish line almost at the same time!" The commentator's excited voice immediately rang out, shouting to all the boiling spectators: "But there is no such thing as a tie in a race! Therefore, we will use video evidence to determine the race result. Please be quiet and wait, everyone."

"Sir, would you please review the video with the referees and make your final decision?"

The commentator's voice slowly faded. At that moment, the other female racehorses also crossed the finish line one by one, and their rankings were announced on the huge screen that symbolized the race results, until only the last two top names remained.

At this moment, the panting general Nu Tao, enduring the feeling of his muscles tearing apart, stared blankly at the big screen, not daring to relax for a moment.

Even a good opera is incredibly difficult for her, but she seemed to already know the outcome, only managing a weak smile as she gazed at the screen.

Countless spectators, including the female racehorses, were glued to the big screen, waiting for the final result...

"We have to win! We have to win!" Wada gripped the railing tightly with both hands, his eyes fixed on the big screen without blinking. Even though he wasn't participating in the match, he was sweating profusely with tension.

The entire arena fell silent for several minutes. Finally, with a loud noise, the final result was announced, accompanied by the commentator's excited voice!

"The results are in! The victor is the renowned swimmer, Nu Tao!"

"Unbelievable! Martial Star Raging Waves has surpassed Good Opera by a third of a chest! GIII Daily Cup! The final winner is Martial Star Raging Waves!"

As the commentator's excited and incredible voice rang out, the pent-up passion and frenzy of the entire audience erupted at that moment, with continuous applause resounding throughout the Hanshin Racecourse, all for the sole victor.

However, now that he was no longer in the mood for the game and his mental state was gradually recovering, Nu Tao, after a brief moment of stunned silence, let out a wail, covered his face, and bent over, one leg fidgeting on the grass as if trying to find a hole to crawl into...

"Hahaha... This is truly... a dramatic scene."

Upon hearing the result, Good Opera's expression turned somewhat strange. She had already guessed that she would lose; she knew she would lose from the moment she crossed the finish line. However, she never expected that she would lose so... completely.

She wanted to maintain her "domineering" demeanor as always and express her feelings with a hearty laugh, but when she heard that she had lost "one-third of her breasts," even the opera couldn't laugh anymore.

She even subconsciously glanced at herself, then at the unscientifically curvaceous figure of the famous general Nu Tao beside her, and suddenly a strange feeling of...jealousy welled up from the bottom of her heart.

"No, no, how can I, as a tyrant, show a jealous expression over such a trivial matter? That's not in line with my magnanimity and tolerance as a tyrant, hahahahahahaha..."

However, Good Opera has now turned the page on this matter, and just as Good Opera is about to go to Raging Waves to offer some encouragement to her venerable opponent and most beloved subject, so that she can gracefully accept her status as the victor...

"Oh, someone suddenly came to the racetrack? It looks like the trainer of the famous horse, Nutao. Is he here to give his favorite racehorse a hug?"

"Trainer?!"

However, the commentator's voice quickly snapped Nu Tao out of her embarrassment. When she looked up in that direction, she discovered that Wada, along with trainers Ikezoe and Tojo Hana, had all arrived at the scene.

At that moment, it was Hetian who opened his arms to her, clearly intending to give Nutao a big hug.

What...what should I do?! At this moment, Nutao, her brain completely blank, was at a loss. But her legs reacted before her brain, taking a few steps forward...

All of this was observed by Good Opera, who was watching from the side. However, at this moment, even though Good Opera had not been jealous of "a third of a chest", he subtly revealed a... very displeased expression.

Chapter 57: Joining the Opera Company, The Second Promise

"Trainer..."

Nu Tao didn't know how to respond to He Tian's enthusiasm at this moment, but when she saw He Tian open his arms, as if he wanted to embrace her, her cheeks, which were still flushed from the end of the run, turned even redder at a visible speed.

What should she do? In this situation, with so many people watching, if she were to hug the trainer... it would be so embarrassing!

But with so many people watching, wouldn't it be bad if I didn't respond to the trainer? That might make others think I dislike them...

As expected... it's probably better to respond, after all, she won the Daily Cup, and she even beat Good Opera classmate. The trainer was so excited, in this atmosphere, a little hug... wouldn't be a big deal, right?

Anyway, they've hugged before, haven't they?

Thinking this, Nu Tao slowly raised her arms and took a few small steps forward. Her movements were so careful that they were almost imperceptible. At that moment, He Tian had already run up to them.

Just then, a hint of joy appeared on Nu Tao's face as he opened his arms to embrace Hotan—

However, Hetian brushed past her.

"Whoa!" Without warning, Hao Geju was suddenly picked up by Wada. Not only did he pick him up, but he also spun him around several times in mid-air. Only then did Wada's excited emotions finally subside a little, but he still held Hao Geju tightly.

"A fine opera..."

“…No need to say more, Wada.” However, while Good Opera was initially surprised, upon hearing the soft sobs of the young man embracing her, she suddenly calmed down, gently patting Wada's back with her palm and whispering:

“You won, you won against me, the overlord. In that moment, I understood everything—I didn’t lose to the raging waves, but to you.”

"Losing to someone who knows me better than I know myself, even if it's a tyrant, I don't feel ashamed... This is a test that fate has given me."

"Of course, it might also be an opportunity." As he said this, a smile appeared on Hao Geju's face, and he tightened his grip on Wada's arm, saying softly:

"So, do you see yourself as my opportunity, Hotan?"

"...God gave me this opportunity to prove all of this, good opera."

Wada and Hao Geju slowly got up from their embrace. Wada's face was quite unsightly, with snot and tears streaming down his face. He looked extremely disheveled. However, his face, which was crying tears of joy, made Hao Geju feel both heartache and a sense of joy and relief.

As if guided by a divine hand, the opera singer wiped away Wada's tears, then stood on tiptoe and gently rubbed Wada's slightly bowed head, smiling warmly:

“...You’ve grown up, Ryuji.”

"?!"

However, Good Opera's words made Ryuji Wada subconsciously raise his head, staring at Good Opera with disbelief in his eyes, and subconsciously ask:

"What a wonderful opera, you..."

"...Sorry, forget it, I don't even know what I'm saying." However, the next second, a strange expression appeared on Good Opera's face. He covered his head with a headache, not knowing why he suddenly said that.

But the strange sense of relief and a sudden impulse in her heart made her say those words involuntarily. Now that the words were out, she felt much better.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

At that very moment, a deliberately coughed sound suddenly broke the silence, interrupting the intimate moment between the opera singer and Ryuji Wada, causing them to quickly snap back to reality and instinctively separate.

Ikezoe helplessly lowered his hand, which he had been using to cover his cough, while Tojo Hana, standing to the side, was already looking utterly exasperated. As for Makoto... she was busy comforting the pitiful Meijō Nutō.

"It's okay, Nutao. You won the game too, that's great! Don't act like you lost and feel so pathetic..."

"...Wada, I think you should do something to make up for your role as a racehorse girl." At this moment, even Ikezoe, whose emotional intelligence was often criticized as being wooden, couldn't stand it anymore. Although he was often criticized for his lack of emotional intelligence, even he felt that what Wada did just now was a bit too much.

Your horse, the racehorse girl, worked so hard to win the race for you, and you just turn around and hug your "trophy"? Although Ikezoe knows that Wada's bond with opera and his feelings for her are something that even the famous wrathful waves can't compare to, Wada shouldn't have done such a thing in this kind of situation.

When Ikezoe reminded Wada, he immediately realized that he should indeed give Nutao some encouragement. Nutao is an excellent trainer, and he shouldn't show favoritism.

Moreover, Nutao did indeed help him win this victory. Without Nutao, he would still be at a loss, not knowing how to win the opera.

Just as Wada was about to do something, Tojo Hana suddenly spoke up:

"...Congratulations, Ryuji Wada. You and your horse girl have really opened my eyes in this race."

"Then, just as we agreed, from today onwards, good opera will be your role, Uma Musume."

As she spoke, Tojo Hana looked at Wada and the opera singer standing together, and she was also furious. The strong woman's chest heaved as if she was controlling her emotions...

"—Aaaaaah! I couldn't resist after all! Ryuji Wada! I'm going to beat you up today!"

Enraged, Tojo Hana revealed her violent side for the first time, grabbing Wada's sleeve with extreme resentment and angrily shouting:

"You kidnapped my good opera! You planned to kidnap my good opera from the very beginning! Your time alone with the good opera a week ago was all preparation for today, wasn't it?! If the good opera had gone astray, you wouldn't have been able to scheme against it today!"

"What is this! What is this! I worked so hard to train her as an opera singer, and she ran three debut competitions! I even took care of her for half a year when she had a broken bone! How could I lose to you like this!"

"Do you know how much effort I've put into Good Opera?! From when no one believed in her to when she won the Snow Willow Award, just when we were seeing progress and talent, you bastard took it all away! I can't stand it! Why?!"

The more Tojo Hana thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she wanted to beat Wada up. However, at that moment, the famous general Nutō, who had been secretly grieving under the comfort of Makoto, suddenly raised his head, took a few steps forward, and once again knocked Tojo Hana, who was grabbing Wada's sleeve, away.

"No, you mustn't hurt my trainer!"

Even though he was "abandoned" by Wada at the beginning, Nutao still stood up to support his trainer the moment Wada was about to be attacked, staring at Tojo Hana without any fear.

"...Trainer Tojo, I will never forget the effort you put into training me."

Now, Good Opera has also stepped forward and said gently to Tojo Hana, "You and Ryuji, you both did it so that I could reach a bigger stage, but I... I think that if I follow Ryuji, perhaps I can go further."

“He is the best trainer for me. I can swear that there is no better choice for me.”

"A fine opera..."

However, even the renowned opera school said so, leaving Tojo Hana unable to feel angry. Suddenly, she felt like a failure; the opera school she had nurtured for so long wasn't on her side anymore, but instead had chosen a newcomer who had only been in the school for two months…

But perhaps this is the best choice for good operas; at least, Tojo Hana can rest assured that good operas are entrusted to him.

There's no need to train a racehorse girl whose potential you can't fully realize; that would only hinder her potential.

"...Ryuji Wada, I remember your bold words that day." Tojo Hana composed herself, adjusted her glasses, and said to Wada:

"Since you believe that a good opera can surpass 'Emperor,' then show me. At that time, I will be waiting for you to challenge me on the throne with the symbol of Rudolf."

"This is our second bet, let's see if we can surpass the achievements of the strongest member of my team."

"We'll wait and see." Wada showed no fear whatsoever. He grasped the hand of the opera singer in one hand, and the two of them almost instinctively intertwined their fingers, as if only by doing so could they feel each other's determination.

Chapter 58: Even a good opera won't be given to you.

"Then, let's celebrate our beloved opera singer becoming Wada-kun's new horse girl—cheers!"

"cheers!"

That evening, at a rather nice local restaurant, everyone gathered to celebrate the victory of the famous horse, Nuotao. Wada generously paid for the celebration himself, bringing with him two racehorse girls. Ikezoe, Maki, and even Tojo Hana also joined in the congratulations.

"Glug glug!" In an extremely rare move, Tojo Hana downed a whole large glass of draft beer in one gulp. Her unexpectedly unrestrained drinking style confirmed that she still harbored some unhappiness—even though she had come to celebrate.

"Although I'm very unwilling, a loss is a loss. From now on, great opera belongs to you. As a senior, I should also show my care for the junior!"

Tojo Hana seemed to notice the surprised looks from Wada and Ikezoe, and thinking they were curious about her appearance, she said, her cheeks slightly flushed from the alcohol:

"Leave me alone! Does that mean women can't drink? Me and that guy Chongye go to bars every other day! You two newbies probably don't know, but I can drink way more than that guy Chongye!"

"Neither of you are getting away today! You both have to drink with me! Especially you, Hetian! Either you or I will crawl out of here today!"

"Come on! Drink!"

It was Tojo Hana again who took the initiative to pick up the wine glass, and Ikezoe and Wada followed suit after a slight hesitation. They didn't need to worry about any health issues at all.

Back when they were jockeys, their diet and exercise management were much more rigorous than they are now. After all, although jockeys are often jokingly referred to as "carrying heavy loads," there is some truth to it. A jockey's weight management is very important for racehorses, as it can directly affect the horse's performance and energy expenditure.

Both Wada and Ikezoe are excellent riders, and their weight management is very compliant with regulations, around 55-57 kg.