Horse Girl, Your Friend is Fighting Her Way Out of the Horse Racing Track

Upon hearing this answer, the teacher on the stage finally relaxed his furrowed brows.

She nodded in satisfaction, no longer delving into the panic she had felt before the Diamond Treasure.

Then she pressed her palm down, indicating:

"Okay, correct answer. It seems you were paying attention. Diamond Treasure can sit down now, and concentrate next time."

"Yes, yes..."

After saying that, Lingzuan Qibao slumped back into the chair as if her bones had been removed.

She let out a long breath and patted her still violently beating chest.

While the teacher turned around to write on the blackboard.

Diamond Treasure quickly turned around and cast a grateful glance at Yae no Invincible in the seat next to her.

She clasped her hands together and bowed.

'I'm saved... Thank you, Yae-kun!'

Yae Muti maintained his upright posture, only with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

She returned a "you're welcome" look, concealing her accomplishment.

The crisis is over.

Diamond Treasure lay on the table, trying to minimize its presence.

Although still shaken, her thoughts inadvertently drifted back to the culprit that had kept her up at night.

It might sound strange.

Yesterday, Diamond Treasure had a very, very strange dream.

No, it's the clarity, the immersive feeling...

It's less of a dream.

Rather than saying I was forced into a movie theater to watch a documentary about "another version of myself".

That was the memory of a racehorse girl named "Diamond Treasure" from another parallel world.

Most of her experiences are no different from her current situation, such as her parents applying to university before her and being just an average student among the students...

The only difference at the beginning was that my roommate at the start of the semester had become a blazing fast horse.

but…

What shocked her most was...

In that memory, she was harassed by a strange person after a day of training.

The one who entangled her was poetry and wine.

'So, this little guy from the world... was he a hot-blooded idiot before?!'

Recalling that scene from her memory, Lingzuan Qibao couldn't help but mentally complain.

The "poetry and wine trainer" in my memory, with a fanatical look in his eyes, blocked the entrance to the training ground, grabbed her shoulders and shouted.

'The little wine in the other Diamond Treasure's memory is too terrifying...'

'He's like a stalker! He's been secretly watching me the whole time!'

She stretched out her finger and unconsciously drew circles on her English workbook, her cheeks starting to burn.

Especially the last part of the dialogue.

Phrases like "Leave it to me," or "I'll make sure you win"...

And that line—

"I want to sign a contract with you exclusively!"

That tone of voice...that look in his eyes...

Diamond Treasure buried her head in her arms, her silver-gray horse ears trembling shyly.

'This looks like a marriage proposal scene!'

She shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off the strange images in her mind.

'No, no! Diamond Treasure! Wake up!'

'Those are memories from a parallel world, not reality!'

'Although Xiao Jiu is a trainer now, she's very aloof and would never do anything like that!'

She told herself this in her heart, forcing herself to raise her head and look at the blackboard again.

'I'd better focus on the lesson first... It's all because of these strange memories; they kept me up last night, and I almost got yelled at by the teacher today.'

Even though she was thinking this, her gaze kept drifting to the window.

……

at the same time.

Inside the trainers' hall on the top floor of Treson Academy, a solemn and focused academic atmosphere permeated the air.

The long rally was finally drawing to a close.

The spotlight beam narrowed and focused on the center of the podium.

A petite female trainer with long black hair is standing on the stage.

She was wearing a well-tailored dark suit with a silk scarf tied around her neck.

That was Akashi Tsubaki, one of the trainers for the team "Tsubasa Ichi".

In Tresson's circle, Akashi Tsubaki is a household name.

It is said that she was once an elite who went to France to study, and after returning to China, she demonstrated an astonishing teaching ability.

What everyone talks about the most.

Nothing surpasses the miracle she created with the horse girl, Sakura Laurel, who originally had a special physique and was a late bloomer.

In the fierce battle of the 113th Emperor's Sho (Spring).

They decisively defeated Narita Shirahito, the "Ghost Under the Shadow Ring" who struck fear into the hearts of countless people, and Maya Heavy Cannon, the "King of Aerial Combat" who could "change in an instant".

It was a victory achieved by stepping on the shoulders of monsters, a victory so significant it deserves to be recorded in history.

He is widely recognized as the "best newcomer" in recent years.

Akashi Tsubaki stood on the stage, looking calm and composed.

She did not use a prepared speech, but instead scanned the entire audience and began her final speech in a lively and clear voice.

P.S.: I've already seen the 24 comments from last time. I'll add another chapter when it's released.

Is it possible to reach 48 this time? There will be an extra chapter for 48 comments here, but since it's permanent, maybe it will actually be reached after some time.

The blue and white figure being pursued is called Miracle: Chapter 49 The Desire to Win

The title of the speech was displayed on the screen—

【Star Blossom】

"...The so-called 'blooming' is not a one-sided blossoming, but a resonance of two souls under extreme pressure."

Akashi Tsubaki's voice echoed in the hall.

What she was saying was extremely abstract.

This article discusses how trainers can intervene in the mental world of racehorse girls, how to find a balance between training and life, and how to build an intangible contract called "trust".

Poetry and Wine, sitting in the audience, pushed up his glasses, his pen hovering over his notebook, not writing a single word for a long time.

'...Is this something I can understand?'

For her, a "pseudo-trainer" who came to the profession halfway through her life and relied on the three goddesses to force-feed her memories.

This kind of high-level theory, full of philosophical implications, is like listening to gibberish.

She could only partially understand many of the technical terms.

Poetry and Wine frowned slightly, a hint of confusion in their eyes.

until--

Akashi Tsubaki abruptly changed the subject, unable to continue her story.

She raised a very real issue:

"Next, I'd like to talk about the balance of 'competitive drive'."

Poetry and wine twitched their ears, and they gripped their pens tightly once more.

"Many people believe that trainers should be more eager to win than racehorses, or that racehorses should do anything to win. But these are all one-sided views."

Akashi Tsubaki stretched out his hands, making a balance scale gesture in the air:

"The competitive spirit between the female horse and the trainer should ideally be maintained at a delicate balance."

She looked sharply at the newlyweds below the stage, her tone serious.

"If the combined desires of both parties are too low, it will turn into a 'game mentality' that lacks ambition, leading to frequent failures and ultimately fading into mediocrity."

"But on the contrary—"

"If both sides have an excessively high and intense desire to win, like two raging fires devouring each other, then after bringing brief glory, what is often brought about is the destruction of body and mind."

"What we need to do is guide and mediate, not add fuel to the fire or extinguish it with cold water."

……

Upon hearing this, Poetry and Wine's tense expression finally relaxed a little.

She nodded subconsciously, the pen tip in her hand falling on the paper with a "scratching" sound.

Poetry and Wine recorded this passage word for word and drew a five-pointed star next to it.

Is it balanced...?

Poetry and Wine stared at the large five-pointed star on the notebook.

The pen tip tapped unconsciously on the paper, making a monotonous "tap, tap" sound.

The image of that carefree, natural girl with reeds, who could say things like "There's nothing we can do about losing," came to mind.

The balance of power between me and that guy is completely unbalanced right now.

'Given this, how should I control and balance the scales between us?'

Akashi Tsubaki's theory was like a key that unlocked her thinking.

This gave her a vague yet crucial insight into her future coaching direction.

The gaze of poetry and wine has become sharp.

Let's review the data from the past two days.

Yesterday morning, under my supervision, her running performance was stable, but very mediocre.

But in the afternoon…

She remembered the figure who had carried her and run wildly, even bursting with astonishing speed due to extreme panic.

'The explosive power at that time should have directly exceeded the peak value during the test.'

In other words, the Diamond Treasure isn't slow.

'If she wants to win on the field, she needs someone to give her a boost.'

【pressure】

【expect】.

Poetry and wine were written in the notebook.

'She ran in the morning to complete her task, but the results were mediocre.'

"But in the afternoon, she ran at an exceptionally high level because she was taking me to the infirmary."