Chapter 1112: NO．17：Treatment Gap

NO．17：Treatment Gap

Act Six, the scenery as the finale approaches.

That would be, after Qianming represented Ludaofu Xiangzheng, the one who should have been the third generation's Chengtian Bai Ren, but due to a sudden outbreak he performed poorly, only to be taken up by the newly risen king of an unexpected force.

Dazhenhan.

To many horse girls, that name is as glaring as the characters themselves.

Like a strong light shining into the eyes, it pushed both the standards and prestige of the 'Shining Series Race' to their peak.

Compared to the essential moonflower that once tried to become the blazing sun, she, with an undefeated Triple Crown and seven consecutive G1 race wins, became the true morning sun.

The ruler who emerged amidst the lament of myriad beings stood at dawn, rising step by step above all things.

Achieving the final chapter of the 'golden history of three generations' in the modern history of horse girls.

Compared to Chengtian Bai Ren, whose race condition gradually deteriorated and whose participation frequency kept dropping, quickly fading from sight, Dazhenhan did not assume the posture of a long-reigning final king.

Her active period could only be said to match the average of most G1 horse girls—neither too short nor notably long.

As if to make way for juniors, her retirement ceremony was handled with unusual swiftness.

So swift that fans once gathered to petition, hoping to see her run once more.

But obviously, this matter, long decided and only to be publicly announced after the dust had completely settled, would not be swayed by public opinion.

Otherwise, the URA Association would not have become a 'villain' in the eyes of so many spectators, horse girls, and trainers.

Still, even without official permission, the fans' wishes were fulfilled by that black‑deer‑coated horse girl.

In an unofficial private match, former opponents all gathered, countless spectators came by reputation—it was a formal farewell race dedicated to that year's opponents and spectators, and moreover a delightful tale that its fans love to recount.

It has already been a year since then.

Frankly speaking, for many people a year is not that long.

But for the horse‑girl‑filled, vibrant audience circle where countless newcomers flood the track each month…

Just like many otaku's quarterly‑type 'wives', a year is enough for viewers to switch through many 'single‑push' favorites,

The achievements of the pioneering seniors will not be easily forgotten, yet they too will inevitably be drowned in the current's flood.

Indeed, these retired athletes perhaps do not especially hope for legends everywhere in the world.

Yet the audiences who were once moved by them long for the continuation of that thrill.

Some seek new legends, wishing to witness the tale's heroics.

Others, who cherish the old scenery like family treasures, convey that moment's feeling to others.

The former await a new sovereign, while the latter convey the king's story.

The Ailishuma club is undoubtedly the latter.

Although competitive events always have an infectious power that can be directly seen and heard—letting you watch the recordings, hear the loud commentary and fervent cheers from the track—you can somewhat grasp their feelings.

But the true fans are never satisfied with that.

Compared to thin promotional recordings and rough storytelling, capable fans gathering together seek a more appealing promotional method.

Doujinshi.

They are not always true, for they stem from reality yet ultimately carry a degree of secondary‑creation storyliness.

But creators can blend the feelings they gained from the original into their works.

Like‑minded folks working together to complete it, reconstructing each of their own heart‑throbs, then conveying it through the meager, pitiful profit.

Those who can appreciate these stories and grasp their core can directly feel the vivid sensation embedded in the doujinshi itself.

No need to know the other's race history.

No need to have watched all of the other's matches.

Nor need to know every program that athlete has appeared in like the back of one's hand.

Understanding a horse girl's excellence, legend, and greatness does not require so many thresholds—only that you also like this story.

That emotion, distilled from them and sealed in this work, and when you too are moved by this story——

——you have already become a comrade.

This goal is precisely the original intention of the Ailishuma club's current project.

Although doujinshi aim to convey various things depending on content, there also exist works created purely for momentary sensory stimulation, and the Ailishuma club has indeed produced such works.

But this time is different.

Rushing to finish before certain people's retirement dates, the aim is to deliver it to those fellow enthusiasts' hands, timed to coincide with their retirement day.

Therefore this doujinshi will be fact‑oriented.

It will also be biography‑oriented.

Centering on the changes of the golden three generations, five short manga chapters combine to form a condensed snapshot of modern horse‑racing history.

This will undoubtedly test the writer's skill, and even more their qualifications, especially regarding the evidential research on the experiences of the four successive Triple Crown horse girls including Chengtian Bai Ren—even within the Ailishuma club, where hidden talents lie, she could barely assemble a team capable of dividing labor to achieve this goal.

Yet they also had to bear the risk that a member might abandon their duties due to a sudden outbreak, so that when the whole project collapsed, upon seeing Umastar the first thing they did was to prostrate themselves.

Rather than saving the project, she truly did not want to miss preparing this anniversary gift.

To all fans who most revere and admire those few in the entire modern horse‑racing history, she offers a work that lets everyone recall that former emotion—this itself is what she now deems most important.

But she clearly realizes that in such pressing times, assigning all the text work to one person would be excessive exploitation.

So she did not impose this insistence on the other party.

She even didn't tell Aomo about this project's intention, nor did she say she must succeed; instead she hoped he would do what he could—after all she had noticed that 'Lin Dun the trainer has been busy these days.'

If she were to exhaust him, she would truly kneel and kowtow.

Leaving aside her attitude toward keeping up with the project's progress, Aomo indeed took this commission very seriously.

It is not that his usual keen eye noticed Ailishuma's exceptional emphasis on this project; rather, he consistently values contracts highly.

This cannot be called the nature of a demon; it is simply that Aomo, since he could remember, has learned from surrounding events the due reverence for contracts.

Simply put——in that place in the Demon Realm District, if you don't value contracts, your fate will be comparatively miserable.

Being sufficiently attentive to contracts, and adding experience with derivative works based on the facts of horse girls, lets him handle his work with ease.

Memories of the past, along with the feel, are gradually returning.

He even felt a bit like wanting to stop for a moment, but his train of thought drove him to have the idea of 'let's finish this step first before talking'.

With Sai Luo and Gechengwangpai coming to sit beside Chao Cang Lu, and everyone's attention largely turning toward the rice bath, his fingers were still jumping on the terminal's light screen.

Even though the person who had just been typing his name not long ago was nearby, he steadied himself firmly, without a trace of guilt.

As for the reason, it's not entirely due to acting skill.

But rather, another fire in his heart lends him strength.

Simply put, after hearing them chatter and piece together the matter of the rice bath, the one he wanted to kick wasn't just Chao Cang Lu.

And also the ace brother.