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

Under the chairman's voice, Jinlang took the report, and Ikezoe, Wada and others immediately came forward to see a few key words written on the letter.

"...Because our organization made a hasty conclusion without conducting a thorough investigation beforehand, it caused friction with the academy, Mejiro Ranch, and Golden Ranch. We hereby express our sincere apologies. However, the previous letter did not represent the intentions of the organization's senior management, and the relevant personnel have been dismissed."

"We sincerely apologize for this, but we still hope to discuss the details of our collaboration with Saima Musume..."

Wada murmured these words softly, but soon, Wada and Ikezoe's gazes were also locked on Jinlang, their eyes reflecting a strange emotion.

The Mejiro family and the Ogon family—although Ikezoe also has a racehorse girl from the Ogon family—only those within Imai-senpai's team have the ability to mobilize people from both large ranches. Clearly, the events behind this letter and the change in the company's attitude are undoubtedly related to Imai.

At this moment, even Jin Lang had no idea that he had been so busy lately that he had left the training supervision of Emperor and McQueen to the Golden Ship.

Unexpectedly, these children were eventually dragged into the mess, even though Jin Lang had repeatedly warned them not to involve their families.

Well... Jin Lang himself was very moved, but he was very rational and knew that this was not a wise choice.

Provoking Shetai over this matter is definitely not a wise move. Perhaps this time, the alliance between the Golden Family and the Mejiro Family has made Shetai realize that things have exceeded its expectations, and it will make them give up the idea of ​​interfering with Treson Academy from a commercial perspective... But Shetai is not a tolerant and magnanimous company.

Jin Lang originally thought that the fewer people affected by this matter, the better. Ideally, the media outlet could target him personally without implicating others. He did have some experience dealing with media outlets...

However, now, Jinlang's idea has undoubtedly been nipped in the bud by his two designated racehorse girls, who used the power of their families to suppress it.

"This is really... I don't know what to do."

For a moment, Jinlang didn't know whether he should be angry or happy, but now he knew that he should first go and find out how his two assigned racehorse girls were doing.

Chapter 153: Was it you who protected us? The Golden Ship Mist

Imai and the others returned to the team's house one after another. However, this time, Wada and Ikezoe were smart enough to give Imai some private space. They knew very well that Imai-senpai had some things he wanted to tell his two designated Uma Musume members.

This crisis was resolved thanks to the actions of the Mejiro and Golden families, but more troubles will follow. The racetrack will likely not let this go easily. Ikezoe and Wada will have to remind their racehorse girls to prepare for what's to come. It's possible that they will face off against the racetrack again.

As for Senior Jinlang, he naturally had things to tell his assigned racehorse girls.

"Click".

Jin Lang opened his door, and as soon as he did, he was embraced by a very enthusiastic figure. Soon, Jin Lang heard the exceptionally cheerful voice of the Emperor of the East Sea:

"Torna~ Torna~! It's all alright now. McQueen and Golden Ship have taken care of everything. We don't need to be separated from you anymore, Torna~"

"Torna, let's all celebrate today! How about a party?"

"Your Majesty... this is causing a lot of trouble for the trainers."

Meanwhile, McQueen, watching the Emperor clinging to Jin Lang like a spoiled child, sighed helplessly. She couldn't help but think that telling the East Sea Emperor about this as a surprise for the trainer might have been a mistake.

The Eastern Sea Emperor... couldn't keep a secret at all, and she was also very clingy, eager to share her joy with everyone, even though, strictly speaking, she hadn't been involved in anything from beginning to end.

"However, as the Emperor said, Trainer, this matter has been resolved together by the Mejiro family and the Golden Family of the Golden Ship. I wonder why you... seem a little unhappy?"

"Sigh... McQueen, Golden Ship, I warned you before not to get involved in this matter, and even more so, not to involve your family's interests in it..."

Upon hearing this, Lang let out a long sigh. He knew all too well what kind of people from Shetai were. But it was precisely because he knew that he was so troubled. He would rather have no way out himself than have these children's futures ruined because of this.

Those people at the racetrack didn't understand, didn't comprehend what these racehorse girls meant to them, and didn't care. But for Ikinami, for Ikezoe and Wada, this second chance was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Wada cherished it, Ikezoe cherished it, and of course, Imanami did too. This wonderful encounter in this wondrous world was something they had always dreamed of. They didn't want to leave any regrets, and especially they didn't want these children to suffer again.

But now, this idea seems to have finally fallen apart, and not only that, it has also dragged the families of these two children into the mess.

“This isn’t worth doing, children. It would have been better to leave it to us and let us take responsibility. You didn’t need to do this, children.”

"—No, Mr. Jinlang, you're wrong."

Upon hearing this, McQueen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately stepped forward and addressed Jin Lang:

“Mr. Jinlang, there are indeed many things I don’t understand, and I am indeed very immature, but I know that there are some things that I cherish and some things that I cannot give up.”

"This team... is the thing I can't bear to part with the most. For you, for everyone, if I can't stand up and do something at this time, then what else is worth doing?"

McQueen had thought a lot before making this decision. She considered how to help her trainers avoid this crisis, how to help the entire team avoid it, and how to minimize the losses.

But McQueen never once considered whether it was all worth it.

"Maybe it's because my trainer is the backbone of the team, and I'm the horse girl who has spent the most time with the trainer... I've also started to get used to thinking about the whole team, just like my trainer, instead of only thinking about myself."

"But now I truly consider myself a part of this team, and I want to stand up like the trainer when the team faces a real test."

"At least, I have the ability to do such a thing, and I can do something for you, trainer..."

McQueen spoke quite a bit in one breath, things she would never normally reveal to others so loudly. After all, it's not easy to say something like "I am the backbone of the team" in a team full of strong players.

McQueen doesn't consider himself the strongest member of the team. Whether it's Good Opera, Raging Waves, Golden Master, or the unpredictably powerful Golden Ship, these are all McQueen's current competitors. None of them dare to call themselves the backbone of the team, so McQueen certainly wouldn't.

However, she still stepped forward as a team maintainer, because, as she said, she wanted to maintain order for the team like Jinlang, and do something as a member of the team.

But after saying all that, McQueen belatedly felt a little embarrassed, realizing that his emotional fluctuations... seemed a bit too much.

"I'm sorry, trainer, I lost my composure..."

"...No, McQueen, I'm glad you said that."

However, Jinlang was unusually silent for a long time before finally nodding with a long-lost smile—ever since the matter of the media outlet was hanging over his head, Jinlang had been very busy.

Seeing Jin Lang's familiar, long-lost smile, McQueen couldn't help but smile slightly, his mood shifting from gloomy to sunny.

"...Let's go train, trainer."

"Okay, Emperor, McQueen, you two go to the playground and wait for me. I need to organize some data before I come over."

Soon, it was as if nothing had happened, as if no storm had been weathered; everything was so calm and natural. Neither McQueen nor Jin Lang needed to say much; they both knew very well that this peace was hard-won.

The Emperor of the East Sea did not break the atmosphere, but she also sensed the change in the atmosphere, and a cheerful smile reappeared on her face.

Her favorite team is finally back!

"McQueen, let's have a race! The loser this time can't eat sweets for a week!"

“Oh, but I will never lose, Your Majesty.”

McQueen and Emperor ran out of the room together, heading towards the training ground. At that moment, beside Jin Lang, Golden Ship smiled as always, saying to him:

"Alright, sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

"...Just do as usual." Upon hearing this, Jin Lang looked up at the Golden Ship. Seeing that she seemed to have done nothing, neither boasting nor seeking praise, as if she had done something trivial, he smiled faintly.

In contrast to McQueen's emotional fluctuations, Golden Ship now seemed much more carefree. She had shed the dress she wore when discussing things with Madam Mejiro at the Mejiro family home, returning to her usual lazy state, and reverting to her ordinary racehorse girl attire.

This transformation surprised even McQueen. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought that Golden Ship had some kind of split personality disorder, as he could switch back and forth between cheerfulness and elegance.

"Thank you, Golden Ship. The smiles on everyone's faces today are thanks to you and McQueen."

"Just like always, old man." Golden Boat smiled at this, her tail wagging happily behind her. Clearly, she was quite pleased with Jin Lang's praise.

"You can ask me for anything, Lord Golden Ship. I'm capable of anything. Whatever your wish is, I'll make it come true with ease!"

"Oh, right, please spare me the pretense of elegance, I'm really not used to it."

I still prefer to be more at ease in front of you, old man. Golden Ship kept these words to himself.

Only when facing those she needs to be most wary of will Golden Ship reveal her true colors. But only with those she trusts most can she be so carefree and unrestrained.

Chapter 154: Nase Fumino, Disliked by Good Opera?

A few days later, everything seemed to have finally calmed down. Under the combined power of the Mejiro family, the Golden family, and Tresen Academy, the unprepared Shedai had no choice but to compromise temporarily. Their previous proposal was withdrawn, and they were willing to negotiate with Tresen Academy.

However, everyone knows very well that the racetrack will not give up so easily. They are not a charity, and magnanimity has never been part of their corporate culture. They practice monopoly and want all racehorse girls to be branded by the racetrack.

Now, all the members of Tresen Academy have rejected Shetai's demands, and they have even joined forces with the Mejiro family, the Golden family, and Tresen Academy to reject Shetai. It has to be said that everything that is happening now is somewhat beyond the imagination of Shetai's board of directors.

"So now...shall we stop?"

However, when someone in the community made this suggestion, there was no reaction whatsoever. Clearly, most people in the community had not learned to respect others from this incident.

They still cling to their monopoly in the world of horse racing, and they will not allow any unexpected and formidable rivals to challenge their authority.

This authority is not easily challenged, even by the central government, because almost all the resources of the entire Japanese horse racing industry come from their broadcasting stations.

There are some things they need to hold onto tightly. Only when they have a firm grasp on these resources can they ensure that their dominant position remains unchallenged.

No racehorse girl can defeat the powerful racehorse girls trained by the sham racing company without the company providing resources. No one!

Even if she did, she could never influence the outcome of the match. Because the outcome can be manipulated.

"Keep an eye on this team, every race of the racehorses trained by these three trainers."

"They actually dared to refuse the organization and challenge its authority... They are just a group of rookie trainers today, yet they dare to challenge the organization's authority and even use the power of the Mejiro and Golden families... I don't even want to think about what they will dare to do in the future."

"Go and investigate what this team's most recent match was. I want them to know that offending the broadcasting station was a very foolish decision!"

……

"Ah!"

Just then, unexpectedly, the opera singer sneezed while running, abruptly interrupting her jogging rhythm. She stopped, feeling a sense of unease.

"What's wrong? Why stop now? Didn't you say you were preparing for the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Competition?"

Another "Good Opera" figure slowly appeared in mid-air. During this time, the two of them had been competing and training with each other without stopping, and Good Opera's training speed was also quite gratifying.

During this time, Wada has not had time to properly teach Opera and Nutao, as he has been busy with matters concerning the Shetai. Wada is the one among the group who least wants to antagonize the Shetai again, but the current outcome is clearly completely different from what Wada expected.

It's not just him and the opera; the entire team seems to be going to clash with the TV station right now. Faced with this situation, Wada is naturally helpless, but he has to try to salvage the situation.

Therefore, Wada spent most of his time discussing tactics for the races with Ikezoe and Imanami. This is his specialty, and he wanted to prepare Imanami and Ikezoe as much as possible for them, providing them with supplementary training in tactics for their racehorse girls.

To be honest, He Tian was quite excited about this. He never thought that he would actually be able to teach his colleagues and seniors professional knowledge one day. Over the years, he may not have learned other things, but he had mastered the tactics for combat.

Good Opera also trains diligently with Nu Tao, without causing any trouble for He Tian. Moreover, their training progress is not slow at all, and they are even growing quite rapidly.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt a chill, like someone was watching me."

Even Good Opera seemed a little uneasy, trembling slightly. Usually so confident, she felt a sense of unease for the first time as the chrysanthemum viewing season drew closer, and asked another part of herself:

"Is it really okay to appreciate chrysanthemums? Is there some information you haven't told me?"

"How could that be? I've already told you everything that might happen at the Chrysanthemum Appreciation. I'm already quite surprised that you've grown so quickly."

Seeing that his other self lacked confidence, "Good Opera" smiled slightly and said, "But your current state is still some distance from the ideal state for chrysanthemum appreciation. You've probably hit a bottleneck."

"But don't worry, it's impossible for you to surpass me right now, but that means you still need me. If you can't even surpass me, whether you can win the Chrysanthemum Prize is uncertain."

"You know, this period of preparation has been enough for the other female racehorses to grow up. I think there are probably a few girls who will bring you a huge and surprising challenge."

In this way, "Good Opera" returned to the body of Good Opera, and after a moment of confusion, Good Opera had clearly gotten used to being with its other self.