Chapter 1140: NO．45：Contract of Renewed Service

NO．45：Contract of Renewed Service

The final stretch, also known as the final-leg talent showcase.

On the long straight before the finish line of the Saichang, the stored stamina, will, and source-energy talent erupt all at once; countless horse girls' final-leg bursts have made them famous this way, to the point that some dare to say——I came just to watch this segment.

Indeed, such wording is like splitting a battle process into three parts and then looking only at the final part that decides victory, a particularly utilitarian choice not worth advocating.

But Aomo can understand them.

It is not understanding the fondness for 'only watching the final part that decides victory,' but understanding their motive for coming for the final-leg.

In fact, in the creations of horse-girl fans, video edits such as compilations of various horse girls' final-leg moments are always popular.

Although it often fluctuates, with highs and lows, if you casually search a video site, you can find at least three pages.

The time can often be traced back to the few years when the website was just established.

And outside the internet, by inquiring in some antique-themed store circles, you might even have the chance to see final-leg recordings of horse girls from dozens or even hundreds of years ago.

This is often something that cannot be bought with money in those circles.

This proves that in any era, there exist people whose minds are captured by the posture of a horse girl's final-leg, unable to forget it for a long time.

That is not merely an instinctive longing for 'sport' and 'limit,' but also everything that those pleasing-to-the-eye girls naturally display when they excel in one area.

It could not be more obvious.

Even if one is not as perceptive as Aomo Lindun, one can still notice, from the repeated overtakes and final-leg scramble of the three girls up front, that what they are actually chasing has nothing to do with the Saichang.

"Just these two days, letting the Sky Divine Palace find a target even more perfect than their archrival—really, he has that."

"They also argue quite a bit; the Sky Divine Palace is a horse girl with a very strong personality and ideas."

"That's for sure......"

He turned his head, his gaze sweeping past the colleagues to rest on Yan Hui Er, who merely feigned calm but was actually nervous with clenched fists; Nishizaki Yutaka had no intention of disturbing him, withdrawing his gaze to fall on Mitaka Ayaka, who was intently watching the Saichang, then shifting to Aomo, who was tapping his fingers in midair beside her.

"What are you doing? Recording?"

This special junior is clearly operating the terminal; even the focus of his vision is not on the lower Saichang, but rather, like an ordinary person, level with that huge projection.

As an experienced veteran trainer, Nishizaki Yutaka could immediately think of the useless efforts that newcomers often make.

Although the competition does not prohibit recording, and doesn't even mind if you livestream, frankly speaking, the quality of the match videos you record is likely inferior to the official ones.

Not to mention the image quality differences caused by transmission bitrate; just the fact that the official live and replay broadcasts have multiple camera positions allowing instant switching already far surpasses privately recorded results.

Of course, fans wanting to record for a keepsake—you can't really stop them.

But if the motive comes from industry personnel, it would truly be better to just fetch the official material directly.

In Nishizaki Yutaka's career, he has often seen newcomers who, with the idea 'I'll go scout enemy intel, I'll go record the opponent's match analysis,' run off to film themselves, only to later discover that the official material is more convenient.

"Strictly speaking, it's taking photos."

Saying that, while a thought flashed through Nishizaki Yutaka's mind—'This is even more bewildering'—Aomo lowered his head to look at the three figures constantly overtaking each other, indistinguishable to the point that it seemed their eyes were filled only with each other, yet in reality they were merely gazing at the finish line.

That discernible large gap in speed, as well as that faint urge that could stir the Fuchu monsters to accumulate again, were both reflected in the demon person's crimson field of vision.

"Then send it to your subordinate horse girls."

"Ah? Oh, dip?"

deep, DeepImpact/Dazhenhan is a nickname among a considerable portion of acquaintances; though not really fitting for a girl, it has indeed spread widely.

Saying that, Nishizaki Yutaka also counts as quick-witted, but before he could feel proud, he twitched the corner of his mouth in a speechless manner as Aomo nodded in response.

"Although I feel you might have figured it out, I didn't expect you to contact her so silently."

"I think Ayaka already meddles enough in other people's affairs; why are you also so enthusiastic?!" Nishizaki Yutaka felt utterly hopeless about the two matters pressing on him nearby.

But Aomo made a denial:

"Strictly speaking, she contacted me." He said, glancing at the current small window.

There was already quite a long chat log there, even needing to drag the vertical scroll bar a bit to view it all.

——

【Dazhenhan: Lindun Trainer

I think at this time you should already be watching the Autumn Glory together with the trainer at the Fuchu Racecourse.

And you probably also saw the condition of those two kids, Noble Lady and Extreme Peak.

Please don't lightly involve yourself in their affairs; this is my hope】

【Yuehuanshe: Do I seem like someone who meddles in everyone's family affairs?】

【Dazhenhan: Eh?】

My two sisters' races actually managed to make the Lindun Trainer this inattentive……】

【Yuehuanshe: Is it possible that, seeing those two people run, I felt that some would send me a message?】

【Dazhenhan: Some people?】

【Yuehuanshe: Suzi is also contacting me, asking if I'm watching the Sky Divine Palace's match?】

【Dazhenhan: Ah… really busy?】

【Yuehuanshe: Indeed, just simply accompanying friends for a team-building outing to watch a match, I actually got three players entangled in my social circle—this circle is really small, making me worried.】

【Dazhenhan: ……If that's the case, I'll first not disturb your watching the match.】

【Yuehuanshe: 【Picture】】

——

Dazhenhan's cognition lacks a sufficiently transcendent understanding: she never thought Aomo could exhibit full multithreading—while typing with her, he was likewise paying attention to the match.

He typed blindfolded the whole time, only needing to glance up when seeing her reply; otherwise, he was watching the Saichang.

Below is the ultra‑swift silhouette; above is the screen projecting the clear footage captured by a high‑speed camera—modern racecourses are equipped with this gear that lets both transcendent beings and ordinary spectators watch the Saichang simultaneously, and he is not someone who sticks to just one spot.

Wherever observation is easier, wherever analysis is easier, that's where he directs his attention.

At the same time, in this state he also typed with the opponent, and also typed with Suzi.

Yes, the part about Suzi in the chat log is definitely not a lie; although our current schedules don't overlap, Sky God Palace is still Suzi's classmate.

Moreover, they are also collaborators on Suzi's experimental program— for her, many experiments that would have required numerous assistants to complete are able to proceed, all thanks to commissioning Sky God Palace to help write the experimental simulation program.

Compared to being classmates, this connection is what Suzi values more as 'friendship'.

I obtained an extremely useful auxiliary program, while Sky God Palace gained her recognition and the satisfying joy of technological breakthroughs that she could never seek too much of.

At first glance it seems like a win-win, but Ailisuzhi cannot deny that the balance in her heart is unstable, so she often keeps an eye on Sky God Palace's recent situation.

Perhaps deep down she once had some expectation.

She expected that when the other party fell into trouble, she would descend like divine troops— but even Ailisuzhi herself isn't entirely clear about this, just as she once frankly told Shinjo Akane that she couldn't figure out her feelings toward the trainer.

She, skilled in research, has never tried to put her own heart on the research bench to conduct various tests and research stages; what she knows are merely obvious facts.

For example, likes and dislikes, for example, the cravings that are inevitable for a horse girl— only these things that are absolutely clear to her have become her habitual acceptance, without ever considering anything else.

I don't understand myself very well— nowadays Ailisuzhi also begins to somewhat realize this fact.

Just as when she first saw the Carmilla card and its astonishingly high compatibility with herself, she once showed a surprise that was hard to accept both psychologically and logically.

Experiments, tests— this inevitable step-by-step process points not only to herself but also to the planning of her running.

Sky God Palace, in terms of competition history, will eventually be a hacker guinea pig blocking her ahead, and especially needs to become stronger.

Become more capable of serving as the foundation for honing theory.

In order to become faster, do an analysis for her, guinea pig.

Do you still remember what you said back then?

I pursue speed.

And you, give me victory.