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

Meanwhile, the fine opera was completely bewildered and out of the loop.

Wu Feng? Who? Why does it seem like I'm the only one who doesn't know what you're talking about?

Chapter 162: Everyone Wants to Monopolize the Best Operas

“Wada…you…you could it be…”

"What? Do you really think I won't recognize you? Fine opera."

Looking at the very surprised expression on "Good Opera's" face, Wada said with a smile, "Have you never looked in a mirror before, except when you were facing me? You should take a closer look and see what changes have occurred in you."

"My changes? How could this be..."

At this moment, both Good Opera and "Good Opera" gradually realized something. "Good Opera" immediately took out a small mirror from her pocket—this was Good Opera's personal mirror, named "Joseph," which was usually used to help her maintain self-appreciation anytime, anywhere.

As for grooming... a good opera singer, being a king, is very confident in his appearance, so this is not the most important use of the mirror.

Now, when "Good Opera" took out a mirror to examine herself, she didn't immediately notice any changes in herself. Fortunately, the real Good Opera immediately noticed something was wrong and cried out in anguish:

"Eyes! It's the color of your eyes! My eyes are a dazzling pink! Yours are chestnut!"

"Aaaaah! You big idiot! You big idiot! You actually got exposed because of this! You big idiot!"

"..."

However, after figuring out all of this, "Good Opera" automatically ignored the voice of "Good Opera" in her head. She silently put down the mirror, looked up at Wada, and after a long while, a very gentle smile appeared on her face.

"So you saw it all along, Wada. You've kept it from me all this time, only telling me now that you've seen through it all—is it because I don't understand my most loyal subject?"

“Judging from our past experiences, it’s probably normal that you don’t know me well enough about good opera.” Wada was completely relaxed. In the face of “good opera,” he didn’t need to have so many concerns, and the two chatted like old friends.

In other words, the good opera singers of that time didn't speak; otherwise, their daily interactions would probably not be much different from what they are now.

"But I know you very well, good opera. No matter what you look like, I can recognize you at first glance."

"I believe you, Wada. Here, facing me as 'Uma Musume,' you recognized me at first glance, didn't you?"

"Good Opera" smiled faintly, then very familiarly and affectionately took Wada's arm. At that moment, a very gentle joy appeared on her face, and she said softly:

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time… but I didn’t have the opportunity then.”

"You've pulled me over with your lips quite a few times, Good Opera." Wada certainly knew what "Good Opera" meant. Good Opera didn't have a human form back then, so it was impossible for her to do the same hand-holding action as humans. But if she had a human form, the way a horse pulls with its lips would probably be no different from humans holding hands.

In Wada's memory, every time he visited Good Opera, Good Opera would be very active and would eagerly make gestures to make Wada ride on its back. If Wada did not want to, it would be unhappy. However, most of the time, Good Opera would only use its lips to tug at Wada's clothes, indicating that he should ride on it.

Now, she has finally achieved her wish of having a human form and the ability to think like a human. With those memories still intact, "Good Opera" quickly understands how she feels about Wada and how to express her affection.

Perhaps because she was once an animal, "Good Opera" still retains some of her wild side. Therefore, in terms of emotions, she is much more frank than the real Good Opera in this world.

"Don't you dare hold Long Er's arm! You imposter!"

"—Don't bother me at this time. Just keep an eye on the other me."

However, the strong resistance that arose in her mind made "Good Opera" slightly purse her lips, forcing herself to ignore the resistance and roar of Good Opera in her mind, and focus her attention on Hotan.

After her resistance failed, Good Opera sat there helplessly, unable to understand many things. She didn't know why she and Tian were getting along so well now, to the point that Good Opera felt as if she were the one who came later.

The two different ways of getting along and the topics they discussed left Good Opera completely baffled and unable to understand them. Therefore, she finally decided to quiet down for a while and listen to see what secrets the two of them had that she did not know.

From the perspective of Good Opera, when she gazes at another version of herself, intimately linking arms with her most loyal subject, making no attempt to conceal her affection, even though she was mentally prepared, she still let out a sour hum.

This sound made "Good Opera" smile even more broadly.

How did you get here, Hotan?

"That's the same question I wanted to ask you. How did you come to be here? And why are you inside Good Opera?" Wada turned to Good Opera with curiosity and asked.

"And why can you still possess Good Opera's body? You can even directly control the body—how is Good Opera doing now?"

"She's fine. Right now, she's probably just sitting in front of the TV, watching what we're doing on the other end."

While "Good Opera" says this, it doesn't seem to mind continuing its close relationship with Wada, as if it's doing it intentionally for Good Opera's benefit.

"Speaking of which, Wada, why are you so trusting of that woman? You clearly know that she is the Wu Feng of this world, so why do you still trust her so much?"

"—Good opera, I know very well why you are so hostile to Wu Feng, but you should also understand that the subtlety of the relationship between me and Wu Feng is not much better than your senses."

When this crucial question was brought up, Wada took the opportunity to explain to "Good Opera": "But even so, I chose to believe in Ms. Nase because I know that Ms. Nase and Takeyutaka... are fundamentally different."

"Perhaps they feel similar, and even their personalities, family backgrounds, and experiences are very similar, but after our brief contact last time, I can confirm that Ms. Nase is someone we can trust."

“As long as she is still in our team, as long as she stands with us, she will not betray us, nor will she become the next Wu Feng.”

"Good opera, can you trust my judgment on this matter?"

After Hetian finished speaking, "Good Opera" fell silent for a moment, gazing at the man who had accompanied her throughout her life, her eyes sparkling with a strange light.

Back then, it was she who guided him on the field, leading him to victory and honor, and when he cheered, the opera would cheer along with him.

And now... having come to this world, the "child" she had watched grow up has grown to the point where he can actually educate her.

"Good Opera" didn't feel unhappy at all; on the contrary, it felt very proud.

I never expected to have such an opportunity to witness this child's growth. For "Good Opera", this trip has already been worthwhile.

"...Since you've said so, Wada, then this overlord will believe you this time."

"In that case, I'll head back. Wada, take good care of that child."

"Yes, the opera was wonderful, the chrysanthemum appreciation event was great, and the training I've been doing all this time... I'm very grateful for all of that."

Wada smiled and nodded, looking at "Good Opera" as he spoke. "Good Opera" smiled faintly and closed his eyes.

"Between us, there's no need for so many thanks, Hotan."

The next moment, amidst a daze, "Good Opera" voluntarily returned her body to her other self. Her pink eyes returned to normal, and Good Opera, upon regaining her senses, eagerly grabbed Wada's sleeve and asked:

"Ryuji! What just happened? Why could you see another version of me? And why do you two know each other?"

"It's a bit complicated, good opera, but you have to believe that whether it's me or the other you, we are all working wholeheartedly for you." Wada didn't explain the good opera too much; explaining such things was too complicated, so let another good opera handle it.

"You'll understand this in the future. Now, let's relax a bit before we go to admire the chrysanthemums."

"……Relax?"

However, Good Opera tilted her head, puzzled. It was the first time she had ever heard the word "relax" from Wada, who had always been so tense.

But specifically, what should they do?

Chapter 163: The group relaxed, but their actions did not stop.

That afternoon, Wada and his group arrived at a theme park in Tokyo. Listening to the laughter and joy around them, they felt as if they had become part of the happy environment.

"...So, our theme today is relaxation, is it? We've come to a place like this for kids to relax?"

Beside Wada, Naze Fumino, who had accompanied him as his assistant, looked at him with a hint of surprise and said calmly:

"Trainer Wada, it seems your training skills are quite good, but you're still quite immature when it comes to charming girls."

"Oh? So, Ms. Naise, as a female trainer, how do you help Super Bay relax when you're with her?"

Wada was somewhat surprised by Nase's assessment, as he was quite familiar with this method of winning over girls. What girls really care about isn't where they go, but whether there are people to have fun with and whether they're willing to go on a date with someone. With these two conditions met, amusement parks, haunted houses, movie theaters... even going to the bathroom together will seem interesting.

So, my fellow men, sometimes it's best not to be so presumptuous. In reality, there aren't that many so-called "tsundere" types. If someone doesn't want to go on a date, it just means they really don't want to talk to you. If you insist, why not try a different approach and gradually work things out? Don't let your feelings for her drop to the point where she has to be blunt with you.

Ultimately, Wada still felt that his plan was sound, so he couldn't help but wonder what unique secrets female trainers like Fumino Nase had, as this was a hard-won learning opportunity.

Horse racing girls are all girls, and as a woman herself, I believe Fumino Nase can provide Wada with a good reference.

“I usually go on outings with Xiaohaiwan. Xiaohaiwan makes a lot of delicious bread and desserts, and her bento boxes are also very good. Every two weeks, Xiaohaiwan and I spend a day off campus, and of course we do different things.”

Fumino Nase then shared her "valuable experience," seemingly quite proud, and confidently stated, "Sometimes we go to see cherry blossoms, sometimes we go to tea tastings or other activities. The small bay is always very relaxing, and I think that's the right way for her to relax."

"So, Trainer Wada, your method is still too outdated. Normal girls wouldn't be that enthusiastic about amusement parks."

"Trainer Wada doesn't seem to have ever been in a relationship, otherwise, he wouldn't usually use such an old-fashioned method."

Wada: "..."

Should I tell him that I actually got married quite early? Wada was a little speechless, yet also found it somewhat amusing, especially seeing Naze Fumino's confident but completely wrong judgment, which made Wada even happier.

"Um, trainer, there are pink cotton candies over there, can we go buy some together?"

At that moment, Wada suddenly felt his sleeve being gently tugged. He saw Nutao, who was slightly nervous and bent over, carefully tugging at Wada's sleeve and saying to him excitedly.

Following Nu Tao's finger, He Tian also saw a mobile stall selling cotton candy of various colors. Nu Tao was still hesitating, but now, the good opera was long over and she started choosing her favorite color of cotton candy.

"No problem, Nutao. Everyone's here to relax today, go have some fun with the opera." Wada gently patted Nutao's head and said softly.

"Don't think about anything else today. Take a break during this time before the competition. I'll be here for you."

"Yes, yes!" Nu Tao nodded happily upon hearing this. Then, perhaps out of excitement, Nu Tao carefully but quickly grasped He Tian's hand, her little face flushed, and said:

"Let's go play together, Trainer. This theme park is familiar to me. Fukuro Tokikane and I came here before. We set up a fortune-telling stall and played around for quite a while. I know this place very well."

As he spoke, perhaps because he was too excited, or perhaps because he was too embarrassed to realize what was happening, Nutao didn't give Wada much of a chance to speak. Without saying a word, he pulled Wada away, leaving Naze Fumino standing there in a daze.

...Is an amusement park really that exciting for both of them? For the first time, Fumino Naze questioned her own judgment, and even wondered if her happiness when she was teaching Super Bay was just to cater to her interests.

"However... I just explained things to my father at noon, and then I was at the amusement park with this guy this afternoon... This is too weird."

Regardless, Naze Fumino followed. But just as she was about to catch up, a figure suddenly approached from beside her and spoke to her:

"Trainer Naze, hello, is this a convenient time? I'm a staff member from the company's information desk."

"..."

However, at this moment, Naze Fumino paused slightly, turned her head to look at the man in a suit behind her, and after confirming his identity, she vaguely sensed that his purpose for coming here was not pure.

After glancing at Wada and his group, Naze Fumino hesitated for a long time before finally deciding not to directly break ties with the people from the shaman, and instead spoke calmly:

"Whether it's convenient or not depends on your attitude. What business does the radio station have with me?"

"It's just to discuss matters related to the upcoming competition." The man smiled and said, "Moreover, this matter may also involve Trainer Naze's future career. I think it would be best if you would do me the honor."

"After all, you've benefited from the resources provided by the community, which has allowed you to grow so rapidly, hasn't it?"

"..."

Naze Fumino didn't speak, nor did she immediately refuse. After much consideration, she ultimately lacked the courage to directly reject him, but she still insisted on her bottom line, saying:

"I will keep the appointment, but if we have nothing to talk about, please don't bother me anymore."

"Also, don't try to threaten me. Although I don't think I have the ability to antagonize the community, I am not a lamb to be slaughtered."