Chapter 1939: with translation of chapter title

NO. 559: I'm also a fan

Understanding is an instinct of sentient beings, as a kind of behavior.

But when it becomes a state, or rather a conclusion, it is often a barrier that sentient beings find hard to overcome.

People cannot truly understand each other.

This conclusion, as a sweeping overgeneralization, has always garnered considerable support, and nowadays it even serves as a guiding ideology for many in how they treat others—Olmer Linton is no exception.

In fact, his meticulous and thorough guidance and plans, which appear to others as all-encompassing and caring, are themselves built upon this conclusion.

Understanding is already difficult, let alone meeting expectations as one wishes—given this premise, the demon's manner of handling affairs appears especially contradictory to others: on one hand demanding clarity and conciseness, on the other producing overly complex and varied responses that border on procrastination, almost as if he does not regard himself as human.

No need to exaggerate; the fact is indeed so.

Olmer Linton, who has long regarded self-awareness as an important indicator of one's image, has long been aware of the distance between himself and others. Consequently, he consciously places himself in the position of 'the one to be understood,' and thus he attaches the clearest, most detailed guidance possible to any element that requires others to fulfill.

You can directly regard it as a manual.

Although someone has pointed out that arrogance lies behind his way of thinking, the speaker obviously did not consider how many regrettable mismatches lie behind this habit. Moreover, that person himself has indeed used Olmer's prenatal-level assistance, which made the demon chuckle in disbelief and not take it to heart.

However, over the past two years he has begun, in his continual reflection, to consider simplification, because he finally enjoys 'good days,' able to 'converse with scholars and encounter no fools.'

Even if they cannot yet be called his peers, those who can grasp his intent, keep pace with his steps, and relieve him of the need for excessive explanation—aside from figures like Cheltenina, Holheya, Mostima, and Representative Chimin—also include the Beast King, Dr. Rorschach, Speed Symbol, and others whom he must speculate about, as well as those 'to be understood' above him, allowing him to once again join the ranks of challengers after a long absence.

One could say that although this life remains challenging, it has at last become more interesting.

The regrettable aspect is that the challenge persists.

The high school division's horse girls still require his meticulous, prenatal-level attention and guidance.

Although monster cards are used to fully usher them into that illogical realm, engraving monster conduct while laying a stellar foundation for them to shine, merely stepping onto the same path is still insufficient.

Experience and skill—these accumulated experiences are the core factor determining how far each has gone and whether they can see the backs of others on the same road.

This is the issue Olmer must handle as a trainer, and also the problem they must overcome to achieve their personal desires—then—

Conversely, this is also the obstacle Olmer Linton must overcome when facing Rudolf's symbol.

Undeniably, even though he early on gave Rudolf's symbol the Moonlight Monster Derutandar card, that essentially only pointed her, whose path was already extreme, toward another detour.

But she never truly went down that path, so Olmer cannot, based on his own experience, judge her current stage or direction.

Moreover, he cannot fathom what she is thinking.

Even if the demon's own experience is already rich and dramatic—whether interpersonal relations including love experiences, or the direction of his own life path, which is largely clear—based on the meaning of 'knowing full well that this must be put into practice,' he has already pulled ahead of most peers by dozens of horse lengths.

But Rudolf's symbol's experience is not simple either.

People only know she passed five stages and slew six generals as easily as cutting melons and vegetables; even the free-spirited grassland performer Representative Chimin has become a stepping stone in her legendary saga, as if she had unlocked an easy-mode invincible life, with hardly any difficulty except for that one run where she lost due to poor condition to the Gadget King.

Yet how could the realm of horse girls be that simple?

Throughout horse racing history, there is no prodigy so gifted that merely running lightly could dominate an era; even the recent modern 'Great Shock,' touted as the fiercest, is just a trainee who never fails, only a child who often skips cultural classes—a subject‑specific problem kid.

—However, because she also has great talent in the psychic field, her frequent truancy does not affect her university graduation requirements.

Having already prepared his stage‑by‑stage report and cleared his thesis defense the previous year, the Great Shock, still bearing the Central Tresen label because he didn't want to miss the Dream Cup, is essentially already an unemployed… in fact, a member of society.

By contrast, Rudolf still has to act as the young head of the household.

As idols, the horse girls' side destined for fans and spectators is to leave only brilliance and splendor, and that audience even includes other horse girls.

The result is this scene before us:

She appears again, and her seat is no more than seven seats away from that of the Good Opera.

She, together with the Good Opera attendee and a Maruzen Suki, appear genuinely attentive to the run of the Sirius Symbol, another Dream Cup contender, as if they came together to show support.

This has caused Olmer to receive frequent messages from acquaintances ever since he arrived at the racecourse.

Notifications, vigilance, precautions—mixed reactions from eleven 'enthusiastic' individuals—have once again made Olmer feel how difficult it is for people to understand each other.

Could it be that what the Good Opera lady, the Great Shock lady, and even Maruzen Suki, who came last time, truly care about is the emperor whom they have placed high hopes on yet fear might be disappointed?

It is not that he looks down on his own players.

Rather, he genuinely has high hopes for Sirius.

As the player with the most growth potential in the adult division, Sirius has indeed proven his judgment by turning potential into performance, so his remarks in the athlete preparation room are wholly sincere; today the Sirius symbol can fully threaten Rudolf's symbol, and even when placed in the track temperature shown midway through the previous Dream Cup, it could be regarded as a strong contender for the championship.

But this awareness is his firsthand information as a trainer.

For these three, however, they still need to wait a few more minutes.

Meanwhile, before that, the subtle seat position of the Good Opera has forced her to glance somewhat noticeably at the edge of Olmer's friends-and-family audience group.

There sits the combination of Representative Chimin, Narita Hakujin, and Rudolf's symbol, with Narita Hakujin having Maruzen Suki seated behind him.

Beside them is the Great Shock.

This group also forms an obvious encirclement, enough to cause passersby at the edge to lose focus on the main event—paying more attention to the legendary horse girls on the sidelines than to the gate‑entry procedure on the track.

Being able to sit here, I ought to pay you money. jpg

The two individuals with wandering gazes are largely still engaged in a mental struggle similar to deciding whether to strike up a conversation and ask for a signature.

But there's no need to dwell on it, because in the next second after this, they will see Narita Hakujin glance at his phone screen again and then stand up.

He walks over to a spot not far from Rudolf's direction, stands, sits down, and immediately says something to those nearby.

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Surely they didn't buy the wrong tickets, did they?

Didn't they purchase them together?

Seeing her sit beside a woman with dark or pink hair, somewhat familiar, they hadn't even had a chance to observe further before a garment adorned with serpentine patterns entered their view, its edge bearing a conspicuous horseshoe‑shaped badge.

A trainer's badge?

"Sorry for the slight delay—did I miss anything important?"

The youth with a crescent‑lock fringe took the seat Narita Hakujin had just vacated, asking the question with an air of familiarity, while simultaneously activating the private mode attached to each of the neighboring seats.

That's outrageous!

Seeing his words fall, a light gray curtain immediately rose, shrouding the audience's heads, and extending from both sides toward the middle to complete the unfolding connection; the surrounding passersby audience instantly could neither hear sound nor see faces.

They would immediately beat their chest and stamp their feet over their previous hesitation.

You actually don't give fans a chance like this!

Aomo Lindun!

How can you be so selfish!

(End of chapter)