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

Leaning back in his chair in the clubroom, Golden Victory nodded in agreement to her earnest request, his expression softening slightly from its initial seriousness.

"Call me Golden Victory or Golden Trainer, or just call me Senior. Well... it's not that I can't, but I'm still under suspension, and I'm afraid of getting into trouble."

At this point, Golden Victory's lips twitched slightly.

She suddenly remembered the "joking gesture" she had made towards the trainer named Kitahara and the racehorse girl next to him when she was watching the race, because she was dissatisfied with the attitude of the Oguri Hat trainer.

I hope they won't report me...

She truly controlled her aura and tried her best not to affect others.

However, the racehorse girl named Shining Glory next to Kitahara got too close to the human trainer, and as a result, the poor girl was so scared by Golden Victory that she couldn't watch the race.

Racehorse girls are more delicate and sensitive in terms of instincts than ordinary horse girls.

Once instincts are triggered, if there is insufficient training in self-control, the expression of fear will be amplified or even multiplied.

Well, so the problem isn't with her.

It's all Kitahara's fault!

Who told him to be so incompetent? He doesn't even trust the racehorse girls he trained!

"Um... is there anything else I can do for you, Miss Golden Victory?" Shibasaki, who was making tea for the two of them, looked at Golden Victory with a somewhat ingratiating expression.

But when Golden Victory saw this person, his expression was more blank.

The person was completely different from when they were providing data and detailing things verbally... It was like they were two completely different people.

"Can you even be considered a trainer?"

Scratching his head, Golden Victory asked, somewhat puzzled, "Of course we're here to discuss the battle plan. Even if we can only listen in, we have to stay here. As for making tea and such, we can make our own drinks."

"Huh? But I, I always do it this way."

"and many more......"

It was only then that Huang Jinsheng realized that there seemed to be something missing from the contents she had just received.

"What about pre-match intelligence? And what about the ad-hoc training programs for the competition venue? Even if there's no news yet because of the last-minute participation, you haven't even shown any intention of preparing for or participating in the discussions. What kind of trainer are you?"

The pure white horse girl looked at the other with the look of surprise as if she had discovered a rare animal.

At this moment, great confusion flickered in the crimson pupils of the long-haired horse girl, and her ears tilted slightly backward.

Judging from his previous seriousness, he can't possibly be like some of those guys in Central Treisen who are treated as walking race tickets and mascots by the horse racing girls, right?

“Um… Shibasaki… Shibasaki has been a trainer before.” Fujimasa, standing to the side, offered an explanation for his trainer: “It’s because of my willfulness and his overly cowardly personality that I basically don’t listen to Shibasaki’s advice.”

"Hmm... I see. I think I understand now." Twirling his long white hair with his fingers, Golden Victory paused for a moment before nodding in conclusion.

Instantly, an extremely fierce aura burst forth from her.

The invisible aura, however, was like a tangible blade, suddenly attacking Fujimasa's entire body!

A strange, chilling, and deadly sensation was constantly stimulating her sensitive nerves as a racehorse girl.

"Uh..." Her whole body felt numb, but she managed to maintain a little strength to prevent Fujimasa from collapsing.

Now, her survival instinct causes her to utter a cry for help, but her vocal cords seem to be locked, preventing her from making any other sounds.

Only his slightly drowsy mind was still functioning, still pondering the unknown and fear it brought.

How could this be?

That's way too much... isn't it?

According to Fujimasa March, there are indeed horse girls who can influence the outcome of a race by using their momentum during the horse girl competition.

However, this behavior is usually triggered by various key moments in the game.

But the pure white horse girl in front of him only narrowed her eyes for a moment, staring intently at him.

She clearly sensed that her life was in danger.

“Apologize.” Golden Victory hummed in response to Fujimasa March’s reply.

"Apologize to your trainer, Mr. Shibasaki."

"Respect your trainer, that's your first lesson."

"If you can't do that, I won't accept that bow from you."

"Um...wait?!"

Shibasaki, who had initially wanted to speak up for Fujimasa's March, suddenly felt a cold blade pressed against his nose, causing him to back away and scream in fright.

"No one is allowed to speak up for her."

"You're spoiling her, which is harming her."

Sitting in his seat, tapping lightly on the table beside him, Golden Victory's gaze remained fixed on Fujimasa March.

"Whether a trainer is weak or not is their own problem, and I won't comment on that. But as a racehorse girl, trusting and respecting your trainer is a very important matter that affects your career."

"As her trainer, you don't uphold this principle. Instead, you think that her strength doesn't require these seemingly unnecessary formalities. You know that this is actually harming her."

"If this behavior is not corrected, Fujimasa will have to suffer several more defeats before he can see this clearly. In more serious cases, he will have to retire, or even die on the field due to an accident."

"So, this is part of the training."

As soon as he heard Golden Victory finish speaking, Fujimasa March felt his vocal cords relax.

She can speak again.

"I'm very sorry, Trainer Shibasaki."

The Fujimasa March, which had initially been somewhat unconvinced, changed its tune after hearing that this was part of the training.

Even though he didn't fully agree with the other party's alarmist claims, Fujimasa March immediately obeyed Golden Victory's demands.

After hearing what the other party said, Golden Victory finally restrained his imposing manner.

She then casually drank the tea that Shibasaki had handed her, but her brows furrowed slightly, her ears trembled, and her eyes showed a hint of helplessness.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay. I'm used to drinking certain teas, so I'm a little picky about the taste. Uh, you'll get used to it."

She couldn't very well be so blunt as to ask why the water had no taste, could she...?

"Alright, let's get back to the main topic. First, let's talk about the reasons for your defeat. The main issues have already been discussed after the match, so I'll just add a conclusion."

Simply put, you are not as good as Oguri Hat in terms of overall factors.

She stated the facts calmly, then continued, "But your basic qualities are actually on par with, or even stronger than, those of Oguri Hat."

"Given that your skills are both equally bad, you should have been the one to win."

"Then why..."

"Lesson One".

Fujimasa was halfway through his sentence when he saw the seemingly calm but actually extremely fierce look in Golden Victory's eyes and the few syllables that escaped his lips.

Even without any real sense of pressure, at this moment, she found it difficult to muster the courage to continue speaking.

“Very good. Here’s a rule: please raise your hand before asking a question.” After saying that, he glanced at Shibasaki next to him and instructed, “As a trainer, you should also remember that this is how you will train March in the future.”

Shibasaki nodded frantically at Golden Victory with the eyes of a chick pecking at rice, "Ah, okay, okay! Golden Teacher!"

Even though the other party is a former horse racing girl, and even said that he only worked as a trainer during his suspension period.

But Shibasaki was also well aware of the value of the racehorse girl in front of him as a central trainer.

Especially those trainers who did not come from the orthodox system, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the trainer qualification exam and directly defeated the vast majority of local candidates who came to the central government.

It is understood that although the central government allocates three spots for trainer qualifications to foreign trainers each year, the admission threshold is too high, and often only one or two are selected, or even none are selected at all.

In conclusion, Shibasaki's victory over Gold was largely a sign of humility and a desire to learn.

"I have reviewed the physical data you recorded and the basic training plan you prepared for her. There is nothing that needs to be adjusted too much at the moment. At most, some temporary training needs to be done to prepare for the grass environment of the Zhongjing Cup and to deal with Oguri Hat."

At this moment, Fujimasa raised his hand.

"Um, Mr. Huang Jin, I'd like to ask you something. I understand the impromptu training for the venue, but what about dealing with Oguri Hat?"

When a student raised their hand to ask a question, Kim Seung-ri countered with a question of his own:

"If nothing unexpected happens here, Oguri Hat will be your only rival. You feel that yourself, right?"

Upon hearing Golden Victory's analysis, Fujimasa was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly.

She could sense it, whether it was her debut match or the previous youth championship.

In those arenas, apart from Oguri Hat, he had almost no rivals.

"The Chukyo Cup, Chukyo Racecourse, a semi-major prize race, Shiba, 1200 meters."

"In terms of the venue, this is a grass court game that neither you nor Oguri Hat have ever actually participated in before."

"It would be more accurate to say that since you all come from the Kuri-matsu family, you almost always run on sandy terrain, which will be the key to determining the winner between you and Oguri-hat."

"Next is the running method."

"Your running style is suitable for the lead, that is, to be in the front of the pack during the race. Oguri is good at the same thing as you in this respect. However, against her, who has the energy to make a second sprint, having the same running style will only be a disadvantage for you."

"Therefore, in terms of running style, you still need to pay attention to details and use tactics to have a chance to win."

"Coincidentally, I do have a little bit of knowledge about details."

As he spoke, Kim Seung-ri suddenly reached into the pocket of his sports jacket with his right hand, as if rummaging through something inside.

When she finished speaking, the listener, a man and a horse, were puzzled for some reason.

They suddenly remembered something.

This person...this person seems to be suspended, right?

The techniques she taught should be fine, right?

In the brief moment when they thought of this question and were lost in thought...

Golden Victory extended her right hand again, then made a "little bit" gesture with her index finger and thumb.

However, this action made them pause in surprise again.

The spaces between the fingertips strangely emitted a dazzling and mesmerizing light, like the starry sky!