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

At this moment, Ikezoe's mind was filled with all sorts of questions. She felt that perhaps she didn't know enough about this world. Tokyo, with its sparse traffic, just didn't seem right...

"Okay, okay, take a motion sickness pill, it'll make you feel much better."

Seeing this, Maru Zenki stopped teasing Ikezono, took out the motion sickness medicine he had prepared beforehand and gave it to Ikezono, then pushed open the door of a nearby restaurant and immediately said:

"Miss Ennis? Is Miss Ennis here? -- Ah, yes, I reserved room number one. Please don't let anyone else disturb us."

Maruzen also called over a part-time horse racer girl from the restaurant, and after quickly arranging everything, Ikezoe, who had taken motion sickness medicine, felt much better and entered the restaurant.

The racehorse girl was slightly startled upon seeing Ikezoe, and immediately turned to Maruzensky and asked:

"Senior, isn't this one of the trainers from that very famous team in our academy?! Ikezoe—"

"Shh~ Little Ennis, don't tell anyone about this. Today was a private meeting between me and trainer Ikezoe."

Maruzensky quickly shut up the horse girl named "Ennis," and Ennis nodded to indicate that she understood.

“Ennis? Ennis the Wind God?” However, Ikezoe immediately realized that a racehorse girl named “Ennis” was not common, and the only racehorse whose name Ikezoe could quickly recall was Ennis the Wind God.

"Sigh, does Trainer Ikezoe know me? Hehe~" Ennis Wind God was secretly delighted to hear this. It was surprising that such a racehorse girl like her could be remembered by such an excellent trainer.

“I work here specifically. This is a place that Maruzen-senpai often comes to. It’s very quiet. The owner of this shop used to be a racehorse girl, so many racehorse girls and trainers would patronize this place in private.”

"Ah, the private room is ready. Please come upstairs, and I will bring up tea and refreshments."

Ennis Wind God hurriedly called Maru Zenki and Ikezoe upstairs, but Maru Zenki didn't care at all. On the contrary, Ikezoe, who was always a bit dim-witted, understood something from Ennis Wind God's words.

...A place that many racehorse girls and trainers frequent in private. Why in private?

Ikezoe didn't quite understand, but he always felt that there might be something wrong with this shop. The trainers and racehorse girls here didn't seem to have a pure relationship at all.

Chapter 124: Maruzensky Wants to Help Ikezoe Escape Japan?

"Seniors, your meals have all been served, so I won't disturb you any longer."

"Okay, okay, little Ennis, let's have some private space now. Don't let anyone disturb me and Trainer Ikezoe, okay?"

Maruzensky also gestured for Ennis Fuujin to leave the private room. Inside, Maruzensky looked at the many desserts in front of him and the cocktail in his glass, and smiled as he asked Ikezoe:

"Trainer Ikezoe, try this! The food here certainly isn't as good as the best desserts in Tokyo, but it's still quite delicious. And the cocktails are really good too. You can hold your liquor, right?"

“No trainer is immune to alcohol; they’re just worried about it affecting their performance.” Ikezoe didn’t refuse. Although he felt that Maruzen’s purpose for this trip was uncertain, he was sure that the other party would not harm him, and that was enough.

"But... Miss Maruzen, as a horse racer, is it alright for you to drink? You still have to drive, don't you?"

"It's alright, I'll just find a designated driver to take me back," Maruzensky said, waving his hand dismissively.

"Besides, I don't need to participate in competitions anymore, so it's okay for me to drink a little. I'm not like Rudolf and the others; they're always thinking about having another match with strong juniors."

"I've been retired for a long time. Due to some illnesses and the scheduling of races, there are no more races for me to run."

As she spoke, Maru Zenki took a sip of her cocktail without any hesitation, her face showing an extremely enjoyable expression. However, she was talking about a rather serious and melancholic topic for a strong racehorse girl like herself.

Ikezoe did not give Maruzensky any answer. He waited quietly for Maruzensky to finish his cocktail, and then asked when he saw a blush on Maruzensky's face.

"So, Trainer Ikezoe, do you know anything about me?"

Is this what getting drunk looks like? Ikezoe raised an eyebrow slightly. He had thought that a female driver like Maruzensky, who drove a supercar in a hurry, would have a similar alcohol tolerance to the office workers they knew, who were all frequent izakayas and thus had a high alcohol tolerance. He didn't expect that just one drink would make her a little drunk.

"...I'm sorry, I'm just a new trainer and I don't know much about the stories of my seniors."

Ikezoe wasn't being modest. Although he was a jockey before he transmigrated, he couldn't remember every racehorse. Although he vaguely remembered that Maruzensky's record was quite amazing for that era, it was indeed from a different time, so he really couldn't remember it.

If Imai-senpai were here, he could have a very insightful conversation with Maruzen, and might even be able to name many racehorses from even older generations that Maruzen himself might not know...

"Seriously, how come Trainer Ikezoe can recognize little Ennis right away, yet he knows absolutely nothing about my story as a senior?"

However, Ikezoe's reaction made Maruzensky pout in dissatisfaction, pretending to be angry. But soon, Maruzensky smiled again and replied:

"I retired because of flexor tendinitis. Although I really don't like talking about my era, it makes me sound like I'm very old... But back then, I was quite a famous racehorse girl. Even Rudolph would have to call me senpai."

"But do you know, Trainer Ikezoe, even before Rudolf became the student council president, I was already a member of the student council. But after everyone left, I stayed at Treson Academy. But do you know why I've never been president, or even vice president?"

Maruzen asked this question, silently raising his head. Ikezoe pondered for a long time before asking uncertainly, "...Because you don't like troublesome things, senpai?"

"...Everyone thinks so, and even I think so now." Maru Zenki smiled helplessly upon hearing this, before saying calmly:

"Because I am 'Kakei no Maid'. My dear junior trainer."

"..."

"Mochiiri Saima Musume"—Ikezoe quickly understood this term. In his original world, this term would be "Mochiiri Ma"—simply put, it refers to racehorses that come from overseas to compete in Japan.

This might not seem like much, since the term "mono-ryu-ma" (持入马) has been abolished for quite some time. However, the term still appears in the textbook that Ikezoe was studying. What impressed Ikezoe most was that, under the protection policy for the domestic horse breeding industry in Japan at the time, once a horse was listed as a "mono-ryu-ma," it would be prohibited from participating in the Triple Crown.

Of course, the main purpose was to ensure that the Japanese domestic horse racing market would not be dominated by foreign horses. Of course, this regulation was later abolished, which led to the so-called golden age.

Interestingly, this rule was abolished the year after Maruzensky retired, which is quite ironic.

"So that means Maruzen-senpai, you didn't participate in the Classic Triple Crown?"

"No, I did participate, although I only participated in the Japanese derby."

However, Maru Zenki shook his head and laughed, "I still remember my trainer pleading with the people at the center, saying that it would be fine if I was placed on the far outside of the starting block, and that he would not take the bonus, but only hoped that I could participate in the Japanese Derby... That's how I was assigned the qualification for the Japanese Derby."

"I still won in the end, and maybe that's why. After I retired, that policy was overturned, and more kids were able to participate in the Classic Triple Crown. I guess I did something big."

But at this point, Maruzensky's expression changed slightly, his smile turning cold as he spoke to Ikezoe:

"But even so, my dear junior, do you know that although domestic female racehorses have won numerous honors, they are still looked down upon by female racehorses from other countries? Do you know why?"

"...Of course I know."

As a former jockey, Ikezoe was well aware of this. Although horse racing is arguably one of the most widespread aspects of Japanese culture, the Japan Horse Racing Association doesn't hold much sway globally, and European and American horse racing clubs don't like to compete in Japan.

The reason is simple: the Japan Horse Association goes to great lengths to win when it comes to foreign horses.

The simplest problem is the excessively hard turf. It is undoubtedly a huge burden for European and American racehorses that are not used to it. Many Japanese racehorses have been ruined by running on the Arc de Triomphe. Don't European and American racehorses suffer the same fate when they come to Japan? In fact, they are ruined even more thoroughly by this kind of hard turf. If you are not careful, they may be the type that can be sent to their deaths on the spot.

This is a classic example of a strategy that can't afford to be reckless. Even so, the Japan Horse Association couldn't avoid the eventual dominance of foreign horses, because foreign horses are generally of higher quality than Japanese horses, and the same goes for the professional skills of their riders. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a thing as the "golden generation."

But after saying all that, what does it have to do with him? Chi Tian was somewhat confused.

"So, Maruzen-senpai, what exactly did you want to see me about?"

"For your future, my dear junior, and for your lovely racehorse girl, I remember, her name is Golden Master, right?"

Maru Zenkichi, with a mysterious smile on his face, said to Ikezoe, "That girl has a potential I've never seen before. She's the most promising racehorse girl to break out of Japan."

“Japan’s stage is too small, far too small compared to the world, and I don’t want this child’s talent to be confined by Japan’s stage, especially… a stage where many people don’t want the myth to be broken.”

"Do you and that kid have any plans to storm the Arc de Triomphe? If you really intend to reach the world stage, I, your senior, can lend you a hand."

Inside the private room, Maru Zenki's words, tinged with the smell of alcohol, reached Ikezoe's ears without missing a single one, piercing straight into Ikezoe's heart and making his breathing become heavier.

Chi Tian had a premonition that this time, the goddess of fate might have truly favored him, allowing him to work with the Gold Master to realize the ideal that he couldn't achieve before.

In order to enable the Gold Master to reach a higher stage, Chi Tian would agree to do anything. This is what he wants to do most and what he wants to achieve most.

Chapter 125: Ikezoe's Teacher, Maru Zenki

Meanwhile, inside Treson Academy, with Wada's help, the Golden Master and the True Mechanic were indeed temporarily calmed down. Although they were worried about their trainer's situation, they received a note from Ikezoe's room, which clearly stated that he was going to a branch school for exchange studies and would be back soon.

Ikezoe was clever. He knew that if he said he was sick, his two horse racing girls would definitely press him anxiously to tell Wada which hospital he was in, and then he would be exposed.

Of course, Ikezoe couldn't honestly admit that he had run away with Maruzensky, unless he wanted to be torn apart alive by the Golden Master. Therefore, he came up with a good excuse, which was to use the incident at the racetrack with Chimei to say that he went to the branch school in order to properly discuss the follow-up with Chimei.

This is a very good excuse. First of all, as the student council president of the branch school, Chiaki is not someone that just anyone can contact. Even Rudolf only has one way to contact him. It would be much more difficult and complicated for Golden Master and Shinji to go to the president to ask for information about Chiaki.

On the other hand, this is not hard to understand. After all, the fact that Representative Chimei wanted to poach talent is still fresh in the minds of both the Golden Master and the True Machine. Of course, Chi Tian would not leave Treson Academy. Therefore, it is quite normal for him to make a special trip to the branch school to have a good talk with Representative Chimei.

Besides, Chi Tian also said that he wouldn't be gone for long, at most a few hours. Those few hours wouldn't even be enough for a couple deeply in love to have a date, so there wouldn't be any problems at all.

"Furthermore, I've arranged very physically demanding training sessions for the Golden Master and the Real Machine Girl... Ikezoe-kun... I'm doing everything I can to help you now, so you'd better seize this opportunity."

At this moment, Wada also felt considerable pressure. Putting aside everything else, neither Shinkirou nor the Golden Master were easy to deal with. Wada could see that although Shinkirou appeared kind and mischievous on the surface, he actually harbored a deep-seated possessiveness. This possessiveness was extremely dangerous; it wouldn't usually surface, but once it was given a major stimulus, it could manifest in a very strong reaction.

However, Zhen Jiling controlled herself very well. She didn't even realize this possessiveness, but once it surfaced, it would be very difficult to stop her.

As for the Gold Master, she's a heavyweight. Her dangerousness is practically written all over her face. Ever since her victory in the competition and learning how to unleash her potential, she's been constantly training herself to quickly get into competitive form.

This resulted in the Golden Master's temper becoming even more unpredictable. Normally, the Golden Master is like that somewhat fierce but actually timid racehorse girl, but on the racetrack, in order to get into the racing state, the Golden Master keeps trying to provoke herself, making people even more afraid to approach her.

The pressure is immense... How much alcohol will I have to drink tonight to release all that pressure? Wada couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, feeling that he absolutely had to drink that guy Ikezoe to death tonight.

"Alright, Master Goldsmith and Miss Zhenjiling, you can stop now."

Wada promptly gave the order, allowing the racehorses to rest for a bit. After he handed out drinking water to everyone, the more energetic Golden Master couldn't wait to ask:

"Trainer Wada, how long is Ikezoe going to be at the branch school? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

“…Miss Gold Master, Mr. Ikezoe has only been gone for less than half an hour, and you have already asked this question seven times.”

Wada replied with a sense of helplessness, "Ikezoe-kun will definitely be back today. I can guarantee that. He has some tricky things to deal with, so he temporarily handed over your training to me."

"I'm just helping out with the training for one day, Gold Master. Don't worry, Ikezoe-kun will be fine."

"Hehe, Master, we can't cause trouble for Onii-chan, okay?"

At that moment, Zhen Jiling smiled slightly and put her arm around the Golden Master's arm. Since the GIII match, the relationship between Zhen Jiling and the Golden Master has greatly improved. Compared to their initial misunderstanding of each other, the two girls now genuinely consider each other as friends.

With a smile, Zhenji said to the Golden Master, "Onii-chan has something very important to take care of. We can't cause him any trouble, it would be too much of a hassle."

"Right, Trainer Wada, you don't want to embarrass Onii-chan, right?"

"Ah... yes."

Wada was speechless for a moment. Looking at Makoto's smiling expression, he felt a lot of pressure. It was as if Makoto had already seen through the truth of the matter, but deliberately did not expose it to save face for Ikezoe and himself.

Ikezoe-kun... what kind of racehorse girls have you taken over... is there not a single one that's easy to handle?

Wada silently lamented to himself, already missing his two racehorse girls—unfortunately, Good Opera was training with Nutao every day, Nutao was about to have his next race, and Good Opera was preparing for the Chrysanthemum Sho; their team was quite idle right now…

……

Meanwhile, Ikezoe, who was being inwardly furiously accused by Wada, was completely unaware of the situation at Treson Academy. At this moment, he was still very excited because of Maruzensky's words and could not calm down for a long time.

"—Excuse me, is what you're saying true, Maruzen-senpai?" Ikezoe swallowed hard, and asked with a hint of excitement, "Are you really willing to help Orpheus storm the Arc de Triomphe?"

"You've even switched to honorifics, my dear junior. It seems you're really quite interested~" Maruzensky smiled mysteriously before saying:

"But you answered wrong. I'm not just helping that kid, the Gold Master. I'm helping you too, for that kid's sake. Don't get it wrong."

"Although I am a senior, I don't have the power to make you leave Japan without competing and go to the world stage. In the end, it depends on how your juniors and your child perform."