Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 391 Be careful, or I'll kick you away!

Arranging for the Northern Black Horse, the Golden Ship, and the Zhongshan Festival to train together was not the first time for Yasui Makoto, so after confirming that the warm-up was completed, he quickly determined the specific training program.

A short while later, the training equipment on their training ground had been rearranged according to Yasui Makoto's idea.

Along the entire wet running track, a row of cones was laid out in a line, one cone every five meters, and they were painted with conspicuous yellow fluorescent paint, making their positions visible from a great distance.

Over at the cones, quite unusually, Golden Ship was checking the placement of each cone with a serious expression, occasionally reaching out to adjust them or asking Yasui Makoto, who was standing next to the field.

Standing in front of the first cone, Beifang Xuanju smoothed his bangs, which were damp from warming up, looked at the training ground, his ear tips twitched slightly, and he tiptoed and tapped the ground.

Without much effort, my toes sank into the grass on the track. At the same time, I could hear the soft bubbling of mud and smell the damp scent of grass and earth.

She frowned slightly, looking somewhat troubled, and couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Compared to the previous intensive training sessions, this time... the training ground is really much worse."

Sitting next to her, stretching, and hearing her whispers, Nakayama Keiki nodded: "The venue we're using for this special training is actually the Ryūsho Stadium, not the Hanshin Stadium. Yasui told you that, right?"

Northern Genko nodded quickly: "Yes, yes! We talked about it specifically, and we also discussed the competition arrangements after the Takarazuka Memorial for Narue-chan and the others, which is the Arc de Triomphe Prize at the Longshang Stadium!"

"I will work hard during this special training period, and I will also do my best to help them with their training!"

“It’s good that you have this kind of thought,” Zhongshan Qingnian smiled and then shook his head, “but don’t forget that you still have your own competitions to compete in.”

She emphasized this point, then continued, "The Longshang Stadium has a lot of bad conditions, so to be honest, if we only consider the Hanshin Stadium, the venue is usually not this bad."

"But if you can adapt to even this level of intensity, the Takarazuka Memorial should be fine."

"So remember to really get this into mind during training later."

"Yes! I will definitely remember your teachings, senior!" Northern Black Steed replied repeatedly.

Upon hearing this, Zhongshan Celebration smiled with satisfaction.

She hadn't planned to come when the senior student, Da Zhenhan, specifically asked her to assist with this special training.

Although she had won the Takarazuka Memorial and won the Arc de Triomphe, she knew that she was not at the top level in terms of power, cornering and other details.

In comparison, the Gold Ship is stronger in this regard, and the Gold Masters who are here to assist in the special training are also more outstanding in all aspects.

However, after learning who the racehorse girls participating in the special training were, especially after discovering that Genko Kita was among them, she changed her mind.

She had heard about this junior from the Golden Ship long ago, and her impression of him was that he was quite lively and cheerful and liked to help others. After meeting him in person, she became even more convinced of this.

It's quite comfortable being around this junior, much more comfortable than the noisy people at home.

Moreover, since the Golden Master is a student council member, he will definitely come to assist, and the Golden Ship, who loves excitement, will not miss it either.

As a result, even though these guys are usually noisy and come over to help, it still feels quite boring when there are fewer people at home.

It was probably for these reasons that she agreed to the Great Shock's request, and now she couldn't help but give the Northern Black Horse a few instructions.

While the two female racehorses were talking, the Golden Ship team had already confirmed the condition of the venue.

"Okay, Yasui, we can start now!"

She shouted loudly towards the edge of the field, then eagerly ran over, interlaced her fingers, and made a gun gesture towards the northern Black Horse:
"Hey, Xiao Bei, when you run later, you have to give it your all. Don't slack off just because it's training. This kind of heavy field is like a muddy swamp. If you don't kick your opponent with the force of sending them flying when you lift your leg, you'll suffer a big loss."

"and……"

She casually placed her fingers, which were pointing like a gun, under her chin, and suddenly gave a mischievous smile:

"I might be thinking that way, so watch out or I might kick you away!"

"Ah? This...this..." Just as he was about to reply, Beifang Xuanju hesitated for a moment, then confidently clenched his fist and said:
"I...I will try my best, I definitely won't get kicked away!"

Hearing their conversation, Nakayama Kichijou rolled her eyes at the Golden Ship, about to say something, when Yasui Makoto raised her voice from the sidelines:

"Then the next step is intensive training on scouting 800-meter markers."

"Xiao Bei, you need to pay special attention. The conditions of the field this time are worse than the ones you've trained on before. If nothing unexpected happens, your stride will naturally shorten."

"The approach remains the same as before: expend more energy and compensate by actively lifting your legs."

"In addition, focus on feeling the rhythm of the venue."

As he said this, Yasui raised the hand holding the pocket watch, while holding the tablet computer in his other hand, indicating that he was ready.

"Hey! Got it!"

Reflexively, he loudly agreed, and the Northern Black Horse got into a starting position.

At the same time, she noticed out of the corner of her eye that, regardless of their previous state, the Golden Ship and Zhongshan Celebration were now serious and on high alert.

"As expected of the seniors, they were well prepared in no time..." she couldn't help but think to herself.

Noticing that the racehorse girls were all ready, Yasui nodded and lowered his hand holding the pocket watch.
"OK, then count down... three, two... one!"

As soon as Yasui gave the command, the Northern Black Horse charged towards the nearest cone like an arrow.

With her on her left and right, and with the same swift speed, the Golden Ship and the Zhongshan Celebration also rushed out.

In an instant, large amounts of mud splashed across the runway, leaving dark brown arcs in the air.

The starting position is a standard 50 meters from the cones, which is consistent with the theoretical exit phase in a race.

Perhaps because he had warmed up at this venue, the Northern Black Horse felt exceptionally smooth during the first 50 meters.

However, as she approached the first cone, she noticed that her right foot, which was on the inside, felt noticeably heavier than usual when she tried to step on it to increase her speed.

For this reason, she seemed to lose her balance and her right foot brushed against the edge of the bucket when she lifted it.

With a soft snap, the plastic bucket rolled sideways into the mud. She unconsciously pulled back, and her body staggered and leaned forward due to inertia.

A little mud splashed onto her cheeks, and a tiny bit reached the corner of her mouth. A faint, salty taste wafted over, and she unconsciously frowned.

"With the added running restrictions, the resistance... is much greater than I expected," she thought to herself.

(End of this chapter)