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

The renowned general Nu Tao has the ability to rival a great opera, but this process will obviously be very difficult.

"Don't worry, Hetian, both Grandpa Jinlang and I will help you."

Ikezoe patted Wada on the shoulder, realizing the immense pressure Wada was facing, and said to him:

"Your experience is still a little lacking, but the old man and I will help you train the famous general Nutao. I don't believe that the three of us top-notch trainers working together can't help you win the opera."

"...Thank you, Ikezoe-kun, but I want to win this match myself."

Faced with Ikezoe's good intentions, Wada responded gently but stubbornly:

"I was once a rider appointed by the central government. Although most of my honors came from Good Opera, for me, winning a GIII... even against Good Opera, I would not lose to her."

"I want to win the Daily Cup fair and square, so that I can stand tall and enjoy a good opera."

"—That's right, Wada-kun."

Grandpa Lang smiled and nodded, patting Chi Tian on the shoulder to indicate that he didn't need to help Wada in this matter.

Although Wada is very humble and admits that most of his honors are bestowed upon him by good operas, he is also a Central jockey. While Wada is still somewhat inexperienced compared to Ikezoe and Imai, he is a jockey capable of winning GI races, and winning GII and GIII races would be no problem for him.

Moreover, this competition is different for Hotan. He wants to win the good opera, his best partner. If he wins by relying on the strength of others, then even if the good opera really comes to his team, he will probably still have a knot in his heart.

This is a duel that will help Wada build his true confidence. If he wins, Jinlang believes that Wada will achieve a real breakthrough from now on, not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of self-confidence.

"However, Wada, I must ask you a question."

At this moment, Jinlang's expression also became slightly serious, and he solemnly asked Wada Ryuji:

"If you can't win a good opera in the end, what do you plan to do? Will you really stop looking for good operas and instead focus all your energy on teaching famous opera singers like Raging Waves?"

"..."

Mr. Lang's question left Wada speechless. Although Wada spoke confidently, deep down he was still unsure whether he could win that great opera.

He knows good opera too well, which is why he thinks winning a good opera is an extremely difficult thing, no less difficult than winning a GI.

Therefore, he naturally considered the possibility that he might actually lose... What should he do then?

"...If I really lose to Good Opera, then it means that I am not a guy who deserves a racehorse like Good Opera."

Upon considering this possibility, Wada's expression turned quite dejected, yet there was also a hint of relief in his eyes as he smiled and said:

"If I lose, I will hand over all my best tactics and training methods from working with Good Opera over the years to Ms. Tojo Hana, and ask her to take my place and make Good Opera into a race that surpasses 'Emperor'."

"Such an excellent racehorse deserves a better and more outstanding trainer than me, and doesn't need to be tied to a useless trainer like me forever."

"Then... I'll also transform Raging Waves into a racehorse girl that's just as good as a fine opera, as a way of giving her a proper send-off."

Did Wada want to lose? Of course not. But he could afford to lose. Because he cherished opera so much, he only hoped that good opera could thrive, even if it wasn't by his side.

……

At this moment, as if sharing a telepathic connection with Wada, Kogeki was unusually silent in Uma Musume's dormitory, while Biwa Ayaka, who shared a dormitory with Kogeki, kept her attention focused on Kogeki.

"...What's wrong? A good opera?"

"--nothing."

However, the very first sentence that Good Opera uttered made Pipa Chenguang sense something was amiss. Based on her understanding of Good Opera, if Good Opera was truly alright, her answer would have been quite exaggerated.

"Hahaha! How could we, as overlords, possibly be confused?" — That's how it should be!

"What happened? A good opera? You've been acting strange all day." Pipa Chenguang was starting to worry about her roommate's health.

"It's nothing... I'm just a little confused."

Good Opera was also covering her head, a tired look on her face... For some time now, whenever she closed her eyes, many inexplicable memories would always surface in her mind.

These memories are like shattered glass, difficult to piece back together. Even the best opera can't explain what these memories are related to, but she knows that these memories make her feel uneasy and uncomfortable.

Perhaps I'm sick? Good Opera shook his head, banishing these thoughts from his mind, and barely regained his usual composure, puffing out his chest as he said:

"Hahaha, even I, the overlord, can be swayed by my emotions sometimes~ I need to go out for a walk to clear my head, and I'll definitely come back in better shape for tomorrow's training!"

With that, Hao Geju left the dormitory on his own initiative, and Pipa Chenguang seemed to want to call out to him, but ultimately failed to say it in time...

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"Wow! Raging Waves, you actually found a trainer?! Is it true?!"

In the Uma Musume dormitory, Meishou Ryuu and Sora Shrine, who were in the same dormitory, as well as a Uma Musume girl who rushed over after hearing the news about Meishou Ryuu, were all shocked by the news that Meishou Ryuu had a trainer.

"Hey, everyone, please don't be so loud, it's disturbing other people..."

"I'm just surprised that you actually managed to find a trainer, Ryutō." The racehorse girl named Akūshōgū, who had unusually jagged teeth, also said with some surprise, "According to my data analysis, given your personality, Ryutō, the possibility of finding a trainer within a month after your debut battle is not high. I didn't expect that such a coincidence would happen."

"Don't say that, Jingu! Ryuu-kun is very strong too, he just lacks a little bit of confidence." Beside Jingu, a racehorse girl named "Beautiful Posture," who exuded an air of elegance befitting a young lady, happily said to Ryuu:

"But this is great, Nutao! You've finally found a trainer and can start your professional trainer training."

"I just don't know who your trainer is? Is it Tojo T, the opera-loving classmate that Nutao admires, or Okino T?"

"No, no." Upon hearing this, the renowned general Nu Tao shook his head and said timidly in a low voice, "It's...it's Trainer He Tian, ​​a new trainer..."

"A new trainer? One of those three trainers who reported to Treson Academy, the one who ranked in the top three in the written exam this year?" The Sky God Palace had clearly heard about this and asked with some surprise;

"Wow, Nutao, you're really amazing. I didn't expect that one of them would take a liking to you. I've heard that the three new trainers who came to Treson Academy this year are among the most outstanding."

"Seize the opportunity, train hard, and I believe you still have a chance to win a great opera in the Daily Cup."

"Ugh……"

However, despite the encouragement from the Sky Palace, the renowned general Nutao lacked confidence in herself. Especially when she thought that her goal was to compete against the best opera on the stage of the Daily Cup, she felt an urge to run away.

After a while, having seen off the beautiful pose, the famous general Nu Tao walked out of the dormitory building alone, looking uneasy. He kept looking in the direction of the trainers' dormitory building, feeling a mix of emotions.

As expected… I'm just not good enough. The trainer is so excellent; there should be an even better racehorse girl to take over… She's so clumsy and can't do anything right; how can she be the racehorse girl to supervise such an excellent trainer…

Nu Tao looked at the agreement he had signed with Wada that he had received from Rudol, the student council member, that afternoon. There was a copy of the agreement for each of the horse girls, the trainers, and the student council. It had his and Wada's signatures on it, as well as the student council's stamp.

Nu Tao now held the agreement, her fingers crumpled from nervousness at the edges. She hesitated, wondering if she should go and explain to He Tian that she was simply not up to the task…

She can't beat her good opera classmates, and trainer Wada should find a racehorse girl with more potential, but she clearly agreed at the time... Won't it seem like she went back on her word?

"Seriously, what should I do..."

"—Hahahaha! Isn't this my most loyal subject? Why are you here? Are you having trouble sleeping like me? What a coincidence!"

Suddenly, from behind Nu Tao, the iconic laughter of the opera rang out, and Nu Tao was so frightened that his ears and tail stood on end. Instinctively, as he turned around, he tightly shielded the agreement behind him.

"Hello, fellow opera enthusiast? What are you doing here?"

"It's just a tyrant's after-dinner stroll." But the movements of the raging waves did not escape the eyes of the opera singers. Even in the darkest night, the amazing physical structure of the racehorse girls allowed them to see everything clearly.

The opera singer clearly saw the raging waves hidden behind a sheet of paper, on which the two large characters "Agreement" were clearly printed. A slight, uneasy feeling stirred within him; a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

"—Hahaha, Raging Waves, my most beloved subject, what secrets do you hide from me?" Even so, the opera singer didn't forcefully demand Raging Waves to show him the paper, but instead spoke gradually in his own style:

"Why don't you share your joy with me? My mouth is very tight, you know?"

"This, this... even if it's a request from a fellow opera enthusiast,..."

However, Nu Tao stammered, unsure how to answer. She knew very well that Trainer He Tian desperately wanted to recruit Hao Geju into the team, but now the first spot was going to be given to her. It didn't seem right to give the spot to Hao Geju.

In that case, won't my opera-loving classmate be angry? She definitely will be angry!

Thinking of this, Nu Tao became even more frightened. Nu Tao's unease and the way he clutched the paper even more tightly caused Hao Ge to involuntarily frown, his mood even becoming irritable.

You know, a good opera can make every word you hear sound like praise, but this time she actually felt anxious, which is quite rare.

Even so, fine opera still maintains its image, smiling as it says:

"It's alright, my most beloved subject. This is merely my curiosity as the Overlord. No matter what you are hiding, or whether you want to challenge my throne, I will not be angry."

"Of course, if you really don't want to reveal it, then as the overlord, I should be magnanimous and understanding..."

"Are you really not going to get angry?"

Just as Good Opera was about to play hard to get, Nu Tao's voice suddenly pulled Good Opera back from its predicament. Nu Tao then timidly took out the agreement on his back and nervously handed it to Good Opera.

"Actually, I should have told you about this with my good opera friend... Sigh?!"

However, before Nu Tao could finish speaking, Hao Geju couldn't wait to snatch the agreement from Nu Tao's hand, immediately recognizing it as the agreement he had already anticipated.

As Good Opera's gaze fell upon the bottom of the agreement, where the racehorse girl "Meisho Nutō" was clearly written, along with the trainer "Wada Ryūji's" signature and the representative seal from Tressen Academy, her fingers almost unconsciously tightened their grip.

For a moment, a mixture of surprise and disbelief flashed across Good Opera's pink eyes, making it difficult for her to accept the fact. A strange feeling of bitterness welled up in her heart.

“Um… good opera student… actually… I think trainer Wada really wants you to join.”

Nu Tao seemed oblivious to Hao Geju's expression, but she sensed the unusual feeling Hao Geju evoked, and timidly said:

"However, you may not know this, but Trainer Tojo and Trainer Wada made a bet... If, if I can win against you, Good Opera, in the Daily Cup in the second half of March, then you can join us..."

"I... I think Trainer Wada definitely didn't want to compete against you, but he did it for your sake. However, I don't think I can win..."

Nu Tao, belatedly realizing what was happening, hurriedly said, "I... I want to apply to withdraw from the team right now. I guess I'm just not good enough. The role of trainer Wada should definitely be played by a good opera student. Someone like me is not good enough..."

"—No, Nutao, I won't allow you to leave the team."

However, to Nu Tao's surprise, Hao Geju's voice, devoid of any childish tone, jolted him back to his senses. He saw Hao Geju's smile had returned, and he spoke very solemnly to Nu Tao:

"Challengers to the Overlord should emerge in an endless stream; this is the best way to hone the Overlord! I will not shy away from even the challenge from my most favored minister!"

"Well then, prepare well for the next two months, Raging Waves. I look forward to the moment we meet on the Daily Cup field!"

"At that time, I won't hold back and will face you in my strongest form! Hahahaha!"

Good Opera burst into hearty laughter and left the scene, while Nu Tao stared blankly at the agreement returned to him, only to unexpectedly discover something...

...Did it rain? Why is there a small wet spot on this agreement?

……

After leaving the opera, Good Opera did not return to the dormitory building. Instead, he went to a quiet corner, subtly wiped away the moisture from the corner of his eyes, and immediately took out his phone to call Tojo Hana.

"...Hello? Good opera? What's up so late?"

“Trainer, starting tomorrow, I need more practice.” This time, Good Opera spoke with unusual seriousness, without any exaggerated tone, “And I need to participate in more competitions until I qualify for the Satsuki Prize.”

"...Only two months left, Good Opera, are you sure you want to do this?" However, Tojo Hana certainly understood the implication in Good Opera's words and hesitated before saying, "Your injury from your debut competition has only recently healed."

"Also, you need to be in top form for the Daily Cup in the second half of March. Participating in too many tournaments now might be too much of a burden for you. Besides, if you win the Daily Cup, you'll have no problem getting the Satsuki Prize."

"Hahahaha, trainer, even I, the Overlord, need to be prepared for both possibilities, especially when I'm not sure myself." Good Opera, of course, knew exactly what she was doing, but she had a feeling that her Daily Cup wouldn't be so easy to win.