Uma Musume no Nama no Nichijou (Horse Girl), First and foremost

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"Let the local racehorses Oguri Hat and Fujimasa March take the first two spots in this race. That is the most perfect and indisputable answer."

"You, no, given her personal arrogance, might be using this as a consultant to train the contestants she's working on."

Looking at everyone present, the president of Central Teresen Academy made no attempt to hide his prediction of Golden Victory.

Chapter Forty: Crying with Great Spirit

At the Niigata Racecourse during the nighttime hours, just after the rookie debut race, three somewhat inexperienced racehorse girls were performing a fan appreciation show on the winner's stage.

Of course, this so-called immaturity is relative to those aspiring contestants who have not yet participated in the competition. As racehorse girls from Central Teresen Academy, stage performance is a compulsory subject for them.

Even if a female horse racer lacks talent in this area, under the stage lighting and music and with the audience's high spirits, no one will say anything as long as there is no serious mistake.

So, amidst the joyful atmosphere of the horses jumping around, the horse fans in the audience waved their glow sticks and gave their first cheers to the newly debuted racehorse girls.

Just then, Golden Victory, who was in a corner, looked toward the stage, his expression slightly serious, as if he were lost in thought.

She failed to blend into the cheerful atmosphere the performers were trying to create.

After a long pause, she finally sighed softly and scratched her head.

"Sigh... I feel like this generation of juniors isn't very good."

"I was thinking of taking a look at the competition since I still had some time, but now that the competition is over, I still haven't found a satisfactory match."

Although I did have some intention of coming out to have fun, I came to the racetrack to watch the race.

Yes, even though these racehorse girls have already debuted and competed, it still represents the fact that they have signed contracts and partnerships with their trainers.

Let's set aside the backup plan of poaching, since we don't have any burlap sacks on hand right now, which is a bit of a hassle.

Also, if you just grab a horse that already has an owner, you'll probably only get scolded by the other trainer for not being able to capture someone else's horse girl, right?

To be precise, Golden Victory's target audience in this race wasn't just the winner on the stage and the racehorses off the stage.

For example, there are the racehorse girls who always like to watch the race up close from the railings in the stands, even though they haven't debuted or even passed the selection trials yet.

All of these are within the scope of Golden Victory's capture.

"Oh dear... if I hadn't been warned by that stingy president, these adorable juniors might actually possess some talents that I can't see. Tch."

Well, because the student council strictly forbids excessive touching of Golden Victory, she has to develop a keen eye to judge the potential of the racehorse girls.

However, in her opinion, this kind of "viewing" could never compare to the precision of a thorough examination of the whole body, from toes to ear tips.

"Well... those three from earlier, 63, 54, and 51, are alright for a Central Entertainment debut."

"However, judging from the potential of a perfect score of 100, it is indeed a bit disappointing. Even considering the margin of error of around 5 points, it is still somewhat regrettable."

After internally complaining for a moment, the pure white horse girl slightly raised her head to look at the dazzling lights overhead, and muttered to herself with a hint of regret:

"It's such a pity that Luna, the only one who got close to a perfect score, had to have a point deducted to prevent her from getting arrogant. She's already the student council president now. Oh, what a shame."

Of course, if the other person were to drop that serious expression and reveal that cute, pleading look they used to have...

Unless she is forced to submit by various means, Golden Victory will definitely not do it.

After all, at their level, all skills and experience are integrated into themselves, and their physical training and development have reached their peak.

The support that trainers can provide has been reduced to the bare minimum, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as almost zero.

If they win, it's the racehorse girl's credit; if they lose, the trainer takes the blame. To describe it as thankless and exhausting would be an understatement.

Therefore, given the disproportionate benefits, top trainers in the industry typically do not accept collaboration invitations from top racehorse girls.

The only exception is when racehorse girls are preparing to break out of Japan and go international, and only then will there be opportunities for cooperation between the two sides under the arrangement of the Horse Girls Association.

However, conquering the international stage requires more than just one trainer to achieve this feat. It requires the division of labor and cooperation among the trainer teams to ensure that the racehorses traveling abroad are in their best or even exceptional condition to face the top racehorses standing at the pinnacle of their respective countries.

However, as the saying goes, when it wins, the glory belongs to the racehorse, but when it loses, the trainer takes the blame. Some radical fans even demand that the trainer perform a dogeza (a deep bow) or seppuku (ritual suicide) as an act of atonement...

Therefore, in Golden Victory's view, it's better to find promising young talents and train them than to take such meaningless risks.

After scanning all the horse girls below the winner's stage, Golden Victory showed a disappointed look and lost interest in staying there any longer.

"Well, I'm hungry, I'll just buy something to take back to the restaurant."

With that thought in mind, Pure White Horse Girl boldly and decisively left ahead of time and headed towards the convenience store near the racetrack!

......

"Hmm... Honey-filled carrot bread, I'm such a sinful woman to eat this as a late-night snack."

"But since it's all a crime, buying one is a crime, but buying ten and spreading it out would make the crime less serious, wouldn't it?"

"Besides, these are local specialties of bread and pastry. Wouldn't it be a sin not to try them?"

Somewhat happily carrying his tote bag, Golden Victory had already figured out how to get rid of them once he got back to the hotel.

But just then, a clear, pitiful sob entered the range of Golden Victory's ear radar.

"Waaah... What should I do... What should I do..."

"It's already evening, I'll get scolded if I go back now..."

"And also, there's what happened this morning. If the student council finds out, I'm going to get yelled at again..."

"I...I had already made up my mind..."

The sobbing was intermittent.

However, it wasn't because Golden Victory couldn't hear, but because the other party choked up to the point where the sound was almost indistinguishable.

But it was precisely this sound that made Golden Victory vaguely sense something from the crying.

Golden Victory: "?!"

Oh? The child's choked voice...

If you listen closely, you'll realize that when she cries, she actually...

Actually, you seem quite energetic.

Making a decision in an instant, Golden Victory immediately closed his eyes and opened his ears to the fullest.

Almost immediately, she pinpointed the exact location of a petite horse girl who was hidden in a corner by building obstacles and could not be seen directly.

"JieJieJie, don't think we can't find you just because you're hiding in a place and crying secretly."

He let out a genuine, delighted villainous laugh.

The tall, pure white horse girl immediately got up and gradually approached the other party's location.

Chapter 41 The Petite Horse Girl Who Brings Misfortune (Bonus Chapter)

In a corner where almost no one passes by.

At that moment, a petite horse girl wearing the Central Teresen Academy uniform was quietly sobbing softly, a sound that evoked sympathy.

"But...but Mi Yu really wants to try, she's already made up her mind to pull herself together..."

His voice choked up several times.

Her voice even cracked from time to time due to excessive crying.

However, this was especially true for Mi Yu, who had been suppressing her emotions for a long time and wanted to cheer herself up but couldn't...

This was no longer something she could control.

Even though Mi Yu didn't want to bother anyone.

But she had nowhere to cry alone.

She could only choose to cry quietly in a corner where no one would pass by, trying her best not to be discovered by others.

Because misfortune will come upon me.

If someone hears her crying and comes to comfort her, Mi Yu feels that the other person will be entangled by her misfortune.

It's like a chain of unfortunate curses.

"Waaah... Waaah, no, MiYu, you have to pull yourself together, you have to get back on your feet..."

The curled-up body tried several times to stand up and then made the gesture it usually made to cheer itself up.

But when I think about how I skipped the selection round this morning, and those seniors who shone on the winners' stage not long ago...

Mi Yu felt incredibly small.

I feel very distant from those dazzling predecessors who brought me happiness.

This caused her to stop halfway through her attempt to stand up from a squatting position, and instead of burying her head in front of her chest, she slightly opened her hands.

Then the rice bath stopped moving.

Her black ears, matching her hair color, immediately drooped down.

Her purple eyes were now swollen and uncomfortable.

My vocal cords felt like they were being burned, and the pain was unbearable.

But this series of actions also came at the cost of physical health.

It seems that nothing could give the petite horse girl a chance to adjust her terrible mood at this moment.

Only when her stomach gave way did her frustration and negative thoughts lose their strength to continue.

But my mood wasn't much better either...

"Ugh... I'm hungry, and I've lost my wallet again..."

"But if we go back now, it will cause trouble for even more people."

"Even if I don't eat anything, where I'll spend the night is still a problem... Why is rice bath so useless? Idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot!"

Just as the petite black-haired horse girl was caught in a dilemma and feeling lost.