Chapter 1114: NO．19：It Will Surely Give You a Shock

NO. 19: It always gives you a shock.

It is worth mentioning that Dazhenhan is a horse girl about to graduate from university.

What kind of concept is this?

This means she has no plans for postgraduate studies or a doctorate, but instead intends to graduate and enter society directly.

Of course, that is not a problem.

Top-tier horse girls usually accumulate astonishing prize money during their racing careers, which could be called financial freedom, and Dazhenhan is even beyond top-tier.

As a T0-level existence, she has no bad habits, nor any personality flaws; even after parting ways with her initial trainer, the one who later guided her, Nishizaki Yutaka, is himself a renowned T1-tier trainer.

Moreover, in the face of Dazhenhan's achievements, her status in the circle subtly shows a trend toward promotion to T0.

A trainer's worth always grows alongside the horse girl they cultivate.

Likewise, as an adult trainer, when the horse girl they nurture is about to enter society and become an adult like themselves, they can still play a guiding role.

That is, connections and experience.

Everyone knows that every horse girl has a massive fanbase numbering in the tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands.

Thus, they naturally assume those girls should be capable of anything.

Such a vast fanbase should mean nothing could stump them—when you think this way, you clearly overlook that they were still students before this.

Indeed, many spend most of their time and energy on the racetrack as student-athletes.

Those who know how to use their available resources are obviously rare.

Not to mention using them—many horse girls even refuse, on moral grounds, to seek help from their fanbases, believing it is absolutely wrong to trouble others, and keep many things bottled up inside.

Worse still, some do not even tell their trainers or families, directly serving as proof of 'why athletes need psychologists.'

However, such special cases have nothing to do with Miss Dazhenhan.

That girl, as elegant and delicate as a chrysanthemum, has never had conflicts in friendships or teacher-student relationships, and besides, she excels academically, and her achievements on the racetrack go without saying.

She is like an ideal student role model, cared for by countless seniors, admired by countless juniors, and the student council has invited her to join more than once, with Rudolf even stating outright that she has the ability to become his successor.

But obviously, she refused.

This ideal, perfect, almost divine young girl also has her own little whims.

For example, skipping meaningless classes, or avoiding some promotional segments after being chosen as a student role model.

Obviously, she has her own leisurely pace.

Walking at this pace, she naturally could not join the student council, let alone become its new president.

Even as this impending graduation phase inevitably keeps her busy without end—

This black-haired deer girl still sits leisurely at the side of the spectator stands at the school training field entrance, crunching loudly on high-calorie fried food that athletes usually wouldn't consider.

Then, as her ears twitched, she turned her head to look up the long staircase and waved, saying:

"Over here, over here~ Trainer Linton, you really are as numerous as you said before."

Suzi, Chazuo, Bourbon, Aizhi + Ace + Mibath, six horse girls, together with Aomo, Xiao Lu, and Sai Luo forming a three-person team, made up a nine-person squad.

This does not include Ace Ultraman inside Ace Brother's body, nor does it include the little black sheep on Aomo's head or the occasional electronic foster father and Alexis appearing on his screen.

As for Aizhi's younger sister, Dazhenhan's gaze did pause slightly when passing by her.

She is a top student in psychic source energy, and her major also involves considerable study of the soul.

"I'm not joking with you." Laughing lightly as she approached, Aomo glanced at her fingers pulling out a tissue to wipe, and at the bag of chips nearly empty on her skirt, then turned her head to look straight ahead at the training field.

"She's been running for about three laps, right?" he suddenly asked.

There, a purplish-black stream of flame flashed past, countless visible air currents swirling and rolling before the transparent barrier at the front of the spectator stands; even the reinforced barrier version, designed to remain stable to avoid obstructing the view, was still shaken into faint ripples by the impact.

That was Narita Hakujin.

Once destined to inherit the title of Golden Three Generations for Dazhenhan, but due to frequent physical and mental issues during pre-race and race, her performance deteriorated steadily, her participation frequency declined, and she quickly faded from view as a Triple Crown winner.

In terms of background, career stages, and even education.

She should have retired and graduated earlier than Dazhenhan.

But the result is that her retirement remains undecided, and her graduation has been delayed until now.

Many say she probably no longer wishes to run.

For quite some time, she has not participated in any competition.

This behavior has precedent—even before her debut, in the campus selection race—she once hesitated to run because she had destroyed the confidence of her peers, causing her to doubt running itself.

Yes.

Though everyone sees her as tough, aloof, and fierce, like a lone wolf, even a starving wolf, Narita Hakujin actually cares deeply about others' feelings.

She simply struggles to express herself, and precisely because of this, but when she focuses on her horn tip, she becomes even harder to deal with.

Because she is still that stubborn, that skilled at endurance, she shows no inclination toward many things, not even giving a single facial expression change.

Thus, it is not hard to imagine how hard her trainer, Mitaka Ayaka, initially struggled, how much effort she put in to guide her out.

But now, she seems to have fallen back into a similar mindset.

Rarely running, yet not seen doing clerical work in the student council room, let alone participating in races—she spends all day doing who knows what.

Even rumors and gossip about her involvement in mercenary work have surfaced.

From this, we see that Chutaisen Central's school culture is far more open-minded than the university Aomo originally planned to apply to—Thus we output: Thus we output: QiuChuan Chairman truly does not care if students apply for mercenary licenses, nor does he care about trainers working part-time as mercenaries.

And when she finally one day shows the will to run again, you can easily imagine how surprised and delighted her trainer must be.

The latter's friendliness toward Trainer Linton once even surprised Nishizaki Yutaka greatly.

After all, Nishizaki Yutaka and Mitaka Ayaka have long been at odds due to conflicting training styles and attitudes; Nishizaki Yutaka rarely sees that rigid, data-obsessed, technique-focused woman, as mechanical as a robot, able to get along with anyone in a pleasant manner.

For quite a while, Nishizaki Yutaka has been privately muttering with a few close colleagues about whether Mitaka Ayaka is one of those 'good Baidi people.'

And to laugh at Aomo's jokes, he never mentioned this to Aomo.

This is also nothing much—the intersection of Mitaka Ayaka and Aomo is limited to greetings in the work group and private discussions about training-related matters—for example, Aomo occasionally asks her if there are any advanced trainer's guidebooks.

As a senior who had previously given him books such as 《Nutrition Science》, 《The Wisdom of Running》, and 《Classic Running Training Methods》, Training Officer Mitaka was quite efficient in this area, like a high-performance search engine.

Aomo's communication with her was usually very brief—one sentence each, one making a request, the other throwing out a book title.

With no content outside of work, it was actually better that Nishizaki Yutaka didn't bring it up—things remained calm and peaceful.

Meanwhile, Narita Hakujin clearly hadn't had much interaction with the trainer either; instead, he often chatted with her close rival and good friend, Ryojasu Amazon, about recent developments.

Precisely for this reason, the latter didn't hesitate to create that opportunity for her in the Ira District.

After that, Hakujin would occasionally be asked by Aomo to look after the girls under her, and by now he had even taken a liking to Chazuo, as if trying to recreate his former self.

Even without Aomo, she had already started running.

In Chazuo's update, Hakujin had already been guiding her in training, and they had run together three times.

But such descriptions ultimately couldn't match the actual scene.

When he saw her alone, like a Mercedes on the grass, Aomo felt somewhat as if he had stepped into another world.

"Four wheels, then," her purple-blue eyes smiled, unbothered by Aomo's words that seemed to hint at settling his stay, "I thought Senior Hakujin might have regressed, but I didn't expect—she's probably been working hard these past few days to regain her form."

"So your plan this time is actually to recruit running partners to assist her in rehabilitation."

"Hmm…… not entirely like that."

Dazhenhan happily twitched its ears, watching the group behind Aomo who had remained silent until now—even under her gaze, they didn't intend to speak, as if they had all become timid and obedient: a combination of five juniors and one senior.

Indeed, the reason a certain ace brother remained silent had nothing to do with Dazhenhan's aura; it was more likely that he was privately communicating with some people via telepathy.

Thus, she was deeply glanced at by Dazhenhan, and then those purple-blue eyes turned toward the black-haired girl, as petite as herself.

Mebath.

In her prior contact with Aomo, she already knew the other's name and had a clear understanding of her general situation.

"But for Uma Musume, the best communication is still to run a race together."

The black-haired girl had a cool expression, but her smile was so warm that it had once caused countless juniors to lose themselves in admiration.

Making Aomo think that if Shu Zi Lao Shi were here, he'd probably be the first to shout about killing himself just to liven things up for everyone.

There were no such fervent Dazhenhan fans here…… well, not exactly—couldn't say that for sure…… Aomo stared at Mebath's purple eyes, which seemed to flicker with light, and fell silent for a moment.

Thinking that Miss Dazhenhan's suggestion was indeed perfect, he saw her also turn her gaze toward him.

"I'm really looking forward to everyone's performance~"

?

Why are you saying that while looking at me?

Meeting her suddenly playful smile, Aomo raised his eyebrows.

Glancing again at Sai Luo's middle-aged office-worker face beneath the mask, eager to try, he immediately frowned.

Ah……

He was quite surprised.

Surprised that the girl, whose demeanor was as elegant as a bunch of chrysanthemums, suddenly revealed the lightness of a violet, effortlessly turning the development he tried to avoid into reality.