The mediocre trainer doesn't want to reopen

Before that, no matter how painful it felt to be alive, he had to persevere.

Chapter 112: Memory fragments of Miura Bourbon: What she wants to prove

In the hospital, two doctors who had just walked out of the ward came to the corridor. Both of these doctors were horse girls, and they were obviously horse girl doctors who were not professional horse racing girls. However, in this world, there are many horse girls who choose to be doctors. Not choosing to be horse racing girls does not prevent them from making achievements in other fields.

The two horse-girl doctors put a few coins into the beverage machine, and soon, hot coffee began to flow into it as a plastic cup fell from the machine.

"It's hard to imagine... that he could hold on for several months in such a condition... It's simply a miracle."

"He's been hospitalized since August and continues to be in October. We initially thought that given his previous condition, where he wasn't receiving any care and was rushed to the ICU, he'd be considered lucky if he could survive a month."

One of the doctors, a female horsewoman, took the coffee, removed her mask, took a sip, and said to her colleague, "To be honest, I've been a doctor for over 20 years, and I've never seen a patient with such a strong desire to live... It's like he has some kind of spiritual support that has kept him alive until now."

"But... we're almost at our limit, aren't we? Birth, aging, sickness, and death are inevitable. When Death comes, no one can stop us. We should just do our best." The other horsewoman doctor nodded and sighed. "That little girl has been refusing to give up... She's used all her bounty to treat her trainer. But this treatment is completely ineffective. Although the medical insurance at Tresen Academy will cover it, even from a non-medical perspective, I can't bear to see that trainer suffer any longer."

"Continuing the treatment would only increase the pain. But the trainer seemed determined to keep going like this."

"It's so tragic... I really hope he can leave peacefully."

The two horsegirl doctors were talking quietly in the corridor. Although their words were quiet enough for Bourbon, a horsegirl, she could still hear them clearly in the quiet hospital.

But Miura Bourbon had to admit that the two doctors were right. Even she had to admit that letting her master live like this was just a kind of pain. She could see that for Kitano, even breathing was very difficult every day. For him, every day of survival was a continuation of life.

She had seen Kitano vomiting a mouthful of blood, staining the entire floor. That day, half the hospital's doctors rushed to the rescue, and it took a whole day to finally save Kitano's life.

She witnessed day by day how Kitano became increasingly thinner as he could not eat and had to survive on nutrient solution. Now he could only be described as skinny, with all the meridians on one of his arms clearly visible.

Anyone who sees this would not dare to say that this is a young man of only 25 years old. They would not believe that it is a 60-year-old old man. This is the torture that the most terrible illness brings to a person, fighting with death all the time.

But what could Miura Bourbon say? What could she do? Could she ask her dearest Master, who was suffering so much, why didn't he choose euthanasia? At least, he could escape such a painful life.

She couldn't bring herself to ask... She also had selfish motives, a selfishness so great that she herself felt disgusted - she would rather her master live in such pain for just a minute longer. She couldn't imagine what her life would be like after she lost her master.

But... Bourbon knew that it was wrong to think this way. She hated herself for having such dark thoughts, and at the same time she cried for her master's painful struggle every day... She didn't know what to do.

However, perhaps Kitano, who had always persisted, finally lost to time; or perhaps he saw that Bourbon was in pain because of him, and finally that day came.

That day, Kitano was surprisingly energetic... at least a little better than he had been a while ago. Although he was emaciated, he was finally able to use the strength of his arms to barely pick up his phone... He couldn't speak now, so he could only communicate with Bourbon by typing on his phone. Even so, two weeks ago, he had no strength to do so.

That day, Bourbon stayed by her side the entire day. Perhaps Bourbon also sensed the arrival of this day. She, who used to be anxious and struggling in her heart every day, seemed unexpectedly calm that day.

Kitano slowly typed a line of words on his phone and said, "Sorry, Bourbon, it looks like I still won't be able to wait until the day you win the Chrysanthemum Award."

"Master, don't worry." Miura Bourbon's tone was very flat, as if she had returned to her usual cyborg horse-racing persona. She spoke word for word without much emotion, "The Chrysanthemum Shooting Competition will begin in half a month. I... I haven't delayed my training. I've also been following Master's instructions to maintain my body's balance and prevent further damage."

"Remember what I told you before?" Kitano called again on his phone, his fingers now starting to tremble a little.

"Remember." Miura Bourbon's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes became slightly moist, but she still controlled her emotions and kept her voice as neutral as possible. "Be careful of the rice bath when you are admiring the chrysanthemums; during normal training, you must pay attention to rest in addition to the bone-cutting exercise; if you feel tired but want to train, go swimming..."

"After the Chrysanthemum Festival, don't participate in the Japan Cup... Just focus on preparing for the Arima Kinen. You don't need to train too hard during this period; the key is to maintain your form..."

"I won't be able to accompany you in the future, so take good care of yourself, Bourbon."

Kitano typed the last line of words on his mobile phone, then put the phone down with great effort. His eyes were fixed on the ceiling. He had already sensed the unstoppable sleepiness coming. Having had several experiences with death, he was not unfamiliar with this.

I... look like I'm going to die again.

It felt like he was living in such pain for the first time. But this time, he really wanted to keep living. It was only half a month left... If he could hold on for another half a month, he would be able to see Bourbon and participate in the chrysanthemum viewing.

Unfortunately... once he closed his eyes, everything would start over again. Bourbon would never have the chance to participate in the Chrysanthemum Festival again. She could have become an undefeated triple champion this time. But was he still dragging Bourbon down?

Breaking through my own destiny... It's clearly right before my eyes... I'm so unwilling to give up...

"I'm sorry... Bourbon."

The last few words were uttered with great difficulty from the throat with a tube inserted. From Miura Bora's perspective, she watched the only ray of light in Kitano's pupils slowly dissipate... He did not close his eyes, as if he was unwilling to give up in the end.

"Master?"

Bourbon didn't get any response from her last soft call, and she just slowly closed his eyes for him. However, after doing all this, her body collapsed to the ground, sobbing.

Why did it feel like... everything was spinning? Her memories of the Master... seemed to be fading?

No, no, no, she didn't want to forget, she didn't want to forget!

If she forgets everything about the Master—who will be able to fulfill the Master's last wish? Absolutely not!

Miura Bourbon seemed to realize that her memory of Kitano was fading. In a panic, her eyes quickly looked at everything around her, and finally fixed her gaze on a fruit knife not far away.

At that moment, Miura Bourbon's pupils narrowed slightly, and at that moment, she made a decision that would make her never forget Kitano in her life.

……

"Miura Bourbon! Miura Bourbon is moving forward! He's left Miyu a huge distance behind! Four horse lengths! Five horse lengths! Is Miyu no longer able to catch up?!"

"She's crossed the finish line! Miura Bourbon! The second undefeated Triple Crown horse girl! She's born! She carried out the last wish of the late trainer Kitano Ryuichi! She broke the limitations of her own bloodline! She became a true civilian undefeated Triple Crown horse girl!"

The 3000m Kikukaku Sho race was a challenge even Kitano Ryuichi once found difficult to overcome. Despite Miura Bourbon's natural advantage as a sprinter, she overcame her limitations through arduous training and triumphed in the only long-distance race of the Triple Crown, becoming the second undefeated Triple Crown racer after Ludo Icon.

Perhaps it was luck? Or perhaps coincidence? Miura Bourbon knew full well that her master's death had dealt a heavy blow not only to her but also to Miyu... In this match, Miyu had clearly failed to catch her. It was unclear whether she had held back, or if Miura Bourbon had truly relied on this conviction to defeat Miyu.

But at least, at this moment, she fulfilled Kitano's last wish, and she really fulfilled this dream, winning three championships without losing.

Bourbon Miura slowly stepped onto the podium, but in her hand at the moment, she was holding Kitano Ryuichi's black and white posthumous photo. She did not hold up the huge silver trophy of the Chrysanthemum Award high, but held up the posthumous photo in her hand high, and knelt on the ground crying.

Master... did you see that? I did it. I really did it.

I didn't disappoint you, did you see...

At that moment, having completed all this, Miura Bourbon slowly closed her eyes. She once again felt the strong sense of dizziness coming over her, and this time, she did not resist the feeling that invaded her mind.

Because she knows that no matter how the world changes again, she will never forget her master, her white moonlight, the person she loves the most.

She had engraved him on her body, and no matter how many times she did it, she would always remember him.

There was a circle of gauze wrapped around the left arm of Bourbon Miura, who held the portrait high. It was not a decoration, but the scar she left on herself in the hospital that day.

——She used the fruit knife to scratch her master's name on her left arm. "Kitano Ryuichi".

No matter how many times she does it again, she believes that as long as the mark of this scratch is still there, she can recall the person who always believed in her and worked hard to help her realize her dream, her original supporter.

He had spent his entire life trying to prove his worth, and she would break everyone's mind.

And now, Miura Bourbon just wanted to tell him that he did it.

He had already...changed her fate.

Chapter 113: Overlord disguised as a knight, the debut of a good opera

"Uma Musume No. 16! She's almost caught up! She's gradually starting to move parallel to the blue sky! She's already approaching Miura Bourbon!"

When Miura Bourbon returned to reality, the voice of Chiaki's commentary just happened to reach her ears.

Borrowing power or something like that is of course impossible for horse girls. Although their world does have some magic, such as the existence of the "Three Goddesses", and they really do bless, it is almost impossible for a horse girl to suddenly explode like the protagonist of an anime during the competition.

However, the greatest help that came to Miura Bourbon after she fell into a brief memory was that it helped her regain her confidence. Her heart, which had been panicking at the beginning due to the aggressive approach of the "No. 16" horse girl, calmed down again, and she regained her initial confidence in victory. This helped her by making her steps, which had originally started to become illusory, become steady again.

Each step she took became more powerful, and each step forward became more determined. She firmly believed that she would never lose, just as she had firmly believed that she would win the chrysanthemum viewing competition.

——Because the master was watching her, under the master's watchful eye, Miura Bourbon would never allow herself to fail, no matter what the reason was.

No matter who her opponent is or what the reason is, she will never lose! Before she wins the title of the undefeated Triple Crown Uma Girl, under the watchful eyes of her master, she will never lose!

"Ahhhhh!!"

Miura Bourbon roared and let the power in his body burst out. However, whether it was a psychological effect or he could really stimulate the power in this way, Miura Bourbon's full speed was really raised a lot now, and he suddenly opened up a little distance with the "No. 16" horse girl behind him.

Although it was just a small difference, it could turn the tide of the entire battle with only 150 meters left.

"Miura Bourbon! Miura Bourbon is speeding up again! I didn't expect she still had the energy to speed up! But Uma Musume No. 16 is immediately catching up! The gap between the two is still narrowing!"

"Qingyun Tiankong is still following, but he's out of reach! The Emperor of the East China Sea is catching up behind him—no! Mebai Shanxin and Mi Yu! And the Holy King Halo, they've all caught up! In the end, there are less than 50 meters left!"

"I will never lose! Master!" Miura Bourbon thought so in her heart, and the only thing in her eyes was the finish line in front of her.

"Go beyond. For my brother's expectations, Mi Yu must go beyond!"

"I'm a top-notch king! How can I lose here?"

"Almost there! Emperor of the East China Sea, just a little bit more!"

"Go!" x4

At this moment, the four horse girls trained under Kitano, at the moment of the last step, with the last strength in their hearts, took their last step forward together. At this moment, the positions of the horse girls in the front circle were squeezed so much that they seemed to be only a head or a nose away from each other, and some of them were even almost parallel.

But without a doubt, the most eye-catching ones were Miura Bourbon and Umamusume No. 16 at the front of the team. At the moment they crossed the finish line, it was almost impossible to tell how big the gap between them was.

Fortunately, high-speed cameras were constantly capturing the distances between all the horse girls. The horse girls in charge of imaging in the backstage recording room could clearly see through the playback that Miura Bourbon's body was slightly larger than horse girl number "16".

Facing this unknown opponent and that powerful kick, Miura Bourbon still did not lose. She relied on her own strength and the determination she got from Kitano to defeat all her opponents.

"Cross the finish line!" Representative Qian Ming stood up first, bringing this wonderful game to an end. As she stood up, all the spectators in the training ground stood up as well. Faced with such a wonderful game, no one had any reason to continue sitting in their seats.

Everyone was cheering, even though most of them didn't see who the final winner was. But there was no doubt that it was a wonderful game, and all the horse girls gave their all, and they all deserved the applause.

"Wonderful, really wonderful, it really makes even a senior like me excited!"

Representative Qian Ming and the symbol Luduo also stood up from their seats. At this moment, the excited representative Qian Ming took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the urge to go down and have another match with the new horse racing girls.

At this moment, the results from the imaging department had already been transmitted to Representative Qian Ming's phone. He picked up the phone and immediately said happily, "Well, first of all, I want to thank our new generation of horse racing girls from Tresen College for giving us such a wonderful performance. I can assert that, regardless of whether they win or lose in this game, these horse racing girls here will definitely make a difference in official competitions in the future. You are all tomorrow's stars."

"Well, let's announce the results of the competition now. First, the first place goes to our Miura Bourbon, and the second place... Oh!"

"Excuse me, Senior Qian Ming, can you lend me the microphone?"

Before Qianming Representative could finish his words, Luduo Symbol snatched the microphone from Qianming Representative's hand. After testing the volume, he spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, "Hello everyone, I am Luduo Symbol, the student council president of Tresen College. I am very happy that you have come to watch the finals of this selection competition. I am also very grateful to all the horse racing girls for their active participation in this competition and for contributing to such a wonderful competition for everyone and the Three Goddesses."

"This race was undoubtedly wonderful and exciting, but during the process, I discovered something unusual - that is this "No. 16" Uma Musume."

As he spoke, the eyes of Luduo Yuzu and everyone present instantly turned to the horsewoman numbered 16. Luduo Yuzu's calm smile remained unchanged as he whispered, "First of all, thank you very much for your contribution to this competition. It has made me realize the profound impact the 'catfish effect' has on a game. You undoubtedly heated up the atmosphere and elevated the competition to a new level. However, as the Student Union President, I must declare in a fair and impartial manner—your results are invalid."

"Your ability is clearly not what you'd expect from a rookie Uma Musume. Although your initial performance seemed quite ordinary, your last three waves... based on my experience, they were probably within 34 seconds, right?"

"A kick like that isn't something a regular new horse racing girl can pull off. Even in GI races, kicks like that are rare. Furthermore, since you're the first to run, it makes it even more terrifying."

"So, how about showing your true colors? Let's bring this competition to a perfect end."

It has to be said that after calming down, Luduo chose the most peaceful solution. She neither blamed anyone nor scolded anyone. Instead, she used a tolerant attitude to let everyone see her broad-mindedness as an "emperor" and acted as if she would not pursue responsibility.

However, in reality, when Uma Musume No. 16 reveals her true identity, how many people will know about the subsequent resolution of this race? However, in such a public place, who can refuse?

Luduo symbolizes that he turned a farce that was prepared to anger her into his own advantage with his own calmness.

"As expected of an 'Emperor'..." At this moment, Qi Cao and Narita Bairen were standing together, and everyone's eyes were looking at the "No. 16" horse racing girl. They all knew that she could not refuse under such circumstances.

"Hahaha! You're truly worthy of the Emperor's broad mind! As an Overlord, I truly admire you immensely!"

However, when Luduo's symbolic words fell, a burst of his signature hearty laughter made all the horse racing girls from Tresen Academy present tremble all over. They immediately knew the identity of this horse racing girl through the laughter.

"That's right, I'm not a knight, but the Overlord dressed as a knight. This match brings me immense joy, and it also makes me feel the passion and excitement I haven't felt in a long time!"

As she said this, the horse racing girl took out a bottle of makeup remover from somewhere and sprayed it directly on her face. The next moment, as if by magic, her ordinary face became softer but also smoother at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not long after, Good Opera finally revealed her face. With an extremely graceful gesture, she saluted in the direction of the Luduo symbol and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty! As the Overlord, my makeup is so perfect that it even seems to have fooled the Emperor's eyes. Hahaha!"

Chapter 114: A Good Opera Confronting Rudolph

"It's her indeed. Good opera."

At this moment, when Good Opera on the training ground took off her makeup and revealed her true appearance, unlike the surprise of the people in the audience, Lu Duo's pupils narrowed slightly after seeing Good Opera, and he had already guessed that it was her.

After all, who else could it be but her? She was the only horse girl who had the guts to team up with Sirius to challenge her authority, who had a grudge against her, who had feelings towards her trainer, and who could pull off such an astonishing last run in the last three waves.

Obviously, when Sirius almost quarreled with her in the student union over Hao Opera, he just used the excuse that Hao Opera's voice was hoarse to let her down her guard. His real purpose was to embarrass her in this competition.

However, what Sirius didn't expect was that although Good Opera had finished the race, it did not win. Naturally, this provocation lost its meaning - the dignified "Bawang" couldn't even beat a group of new horse racing girls, which was not something to be proud of. Even if she didn't use her full strength at the beginning, but the last kick was undoubtedly Good Opera's all-out effort.

This is also one of the reasons why Luduo is so calm now. She knows that no matter whether it is Good Opera or Sirius, they will definitely have no role to play in this farce. The premise of provocation has not been achieved. No matter how great the original purpose was, it has no effect.

"Good opera, could you please explain your behavior this time? Based on your description, I will decide what to do according to school rules."

"Hahaha! This is just a slight whim of mine, the Overlord, the Emperor."

Good Opera, however, seemed calmer than Rudolph had expected. She didn't betray Sirius, but instead openly admitted her thoughts. After bowing slightly in Rudolph's direction, she replied in her restored high voice and exaggerated movements, "A duel like this, which has gathered so many outstanding knights, makes it difficult for me, as the Overlord, to conceal my inner excitement. Therefore, I disguised myself as a knight and participated in this tournament."

"And it's obvious! I was defeated, defeated by the beautiful and wise Chief Knight of Her Highness the Princess. Ah, it's so beautiful. The gesture of responding to Her Highness's favor with all his strength makes me feel intoxicated."

Good Opera said this, expressing her admiration for Miura Bourbon without any jealousy. She turned to look at Miura Bourbon and said with a chuckle, "Miura Bourbon, that scene just now was truly beautiful. You are the well-deserved Chief Knight of Her Royal Highness the Princess. From now on, you will become the strongest knight under Her Royal Highness the Princess. Please be sure to protect her."

"I will." Miura Bourbon was obviously not used to talking to a social terrorist like Good Opera. She was exhausted from running and answered while panting and her mind was a little unclear.

"That's not what we're talking about, good opera."