Chapter 1660: with translation of chapter title

NO. 275: What did you say!

How long must we stay steady before we can greatly accelerate?

This question is obviously not about the common knowledge of giving a final push.

Umamusume races are never won simply by a final sprint, since nobody runs neatly side‑by‑side in the early and middle stages, and there is no race without red‑skill interference.

So you naturally have to face some questions, such as:

What is the optimal speed for your final kick?

How much stamina should be reserved for the final kick?

If you have surplus stamina, can you break past your previous limits?

If you cannot break through, you should naturally allocate the surplus stamina to the middle and early stages to secure a good position ahead of time; if you do so, how should the ratio of middle to early stages, and the conversion of speed and stamina, be arranged…

But if you step back, when you have confidence that your surplus stamina will let you surpass past limits, which stage's stamina should you cut, and how?

Such questions are exactly what become impossible to ignore once you become professional.

The higher you climb, the more you must face them.

The days of recklessly charging ahead with just pure passion are long gone.

When you enter the five classic races, break into the eight major events, and set your sights on the Dream Cup, even if you are a specialist in the weakest‑strategy wild running style, you still need to clarify your shortcomings and know where you lose.

Narita White Shin is like that, the Sirius symbol is like that, and among the adult group there is no one who is an escape‑horse cake hand, but that obviously does not prevent everyone from maintaining their own rhythm while breaking away from the group pace.

Rather, from Okemo Linton's own perspective, he feels that the strong confidence to maintain condition while breaking away from the group pace counts as one of the qualifications for entering the Dream Cup.

Compared to fans who need sheer thrust to spot clues, Okemo gains a comprehensive yet clear view through impartial D+ information gathering, making him a more professional commentator than the one on the commentary stand—of course, limited to this Dream Cup.

Otherwise he would have to rush around beforehand just to gather information, which is a lot of effort for merely trying to understand a race, and without his subordinates' horse girls participating, he would likely not want to see it through.

At most he would collect data from public websites, have the Witch Beast filter out the useful information, and then compile and summarize those data.

Just as he usually does.

But because this race is likely to affect whether those four horse girls will often have regrets for the rest of their lives, Okemo Linton chose to go out and visit, investing far more effort than usual in information gathering, and then, based on the processed information, he created tailored information for each of them.

Such tailor‑made information, its core point is to be wary of a few people.

Among those people, there is no last year's strongest noble lady, no former year's tyrant golden king, nor the awe‑inspiring figure whose name alone looms high in horse‑racing history, like a blinding light that makes people close their eyes and weep.

It is simply the three teammates.

That's not at all surprising, right?

After all, everyone else's nicknames are as well‑known as thunder, and even Maruzensuki, who often visits his alma mater, the student council, and the club room, whose nickname 'Red Supercar' is the most veteran in this race and the most likely to evoke nostalgia.

You can even believe that among the crowd there are her fans, people who understand her running style, and those who target her; such horse girls are everywhere in this race, and although they still pose a threat, they are far from making it onto the core watchlist.

Because the most vigilant should be the most unfamiliar, and then the most dangerous.

In this context, danger is a relative concept.

Just as with the same person, some get along easily, some find it unpleasant, and some even become hostile with no room for interaction.

The same applies to the showdown and compatibility of running styles.

Chihiro represents a wind‑like, seamless stride that can easily handle the noble lady who sees everyone as a dazzling diamond and wants to shatter it, yet she repeatedly fails against the emperor's majestic stride, and her losing record is even recorded in school textbooks.

Because their raw strength difference hasn't reached a point where they can ignore style matchups, each person's perception of strong opponents and weaklings here should differ.

And once you understand this, you'll wonder whether the trainer knows when the horse girl will suddenly accelerate.

So to speak, truly an amateur… Okemo Linton, as the entity itself, sighs.

It's almost like believing you can predict the whole development and even draw three stratagems for the horse girls.

Do you believe I'm the track's Zhuge Liang, yet you don't believe I and my horse girls can actually win?

Okemo really wants to question whether he's being treated like the Zhuge Liang of Five‑Length Plain, but he also knows deep down that guy never even thought of that much.

He's just an ordinary amateur, with only a distorted obsession for the horse girls.

Even that obsession has, by now, largely ceased to concern the horse girls and has simply become the pursuit of 'wanting to create an achievement with one's own hands.'

It doesn't matter whether the horse girls are important; what matters is what's right in front of you, otherwise if that obsession retained even a trace of its original nature, you wouldn't have ended up as this amateur boss.

Even people who don't work know that an ambitious amateur boss is the most foolish thing.

In the long run, they can easily drag down company development, even causing it to deteriorate continually.

In the short term, even if the company hasn't yet deteriorated, they can easily torment employees, making you want to curse behind their backs or even lash out openly.

Climb

So you can see that Okemo, who is not a real company employee, responded to that sudden call from an unknown number with this Dongyan character, and hopes the other party's crystal element has a flexible translation function loaded.

So it isn't just translated as 'crawling' or similar meanings.

"Won't that provoke them?"

Private mode is still on, so the girls sitting beside and behind Okemo can't see what's being drawn on his terminal; only data‑based lifeforms like Bellssta Beast and Morrison that reside directly on the desktop can observe it directly.

However, Morrison is still hanging on the terminal of the Beast King, just as the Beast King used to stay here.

Indeed, compared to his own nosy little bunny, it's the well‑behaved out‑of‑town child who often offers warm, caring words that he likes more.

But even if you say his foster father might be abducted, he doesn't really feel that way; Okemo isn't worried at all, and when the Bellssta Beast asks, he merely responds again with a cryptic reply via Gilbalis's direct internet link in characters.

Won't

They want the competition result to be valid even more than I do, and they dare not act rashly.