Chapter 99: Chapter Thirty-Five: Miscellaneous Studies Are Sure to Be More Interesting to Learn Than Specialized Studies

Can you remember the feeling of this stride?

Of course, I just saw Guinea Pig Jun's comedy, and now I'm in great shape~

"... Then let's see if the sludge can give birth to a lotus." One researcher said, calling out again to the somewhat distracted Manchester Chazuo: "Chazuo classmate, get ready to time."

Okay.

Having regained focus, Manchester Chazuo, who had picked up the stopwatch, watched Ailisuzhi as she repeatedly adjusted and then restored her running posture simulating that pose, observing her begin to lower her body into a ready-to-start stance.

Bang!

The sudden sound came from the explosion of a mass of black flame, causing several horse girls in the distance to look over, while their trainers were half a beat slower.

As the instigator, Aomo merely watched the receding white robe in the fierce wind blowing against him, then lowered his gaze to observe the slight depressions left at the starting point.

That mass of flame was nothing worth mentioning, merely a fireball spell intentionally causing magical power to lose control and explode, used to draw out the possibility of superluminal particles.

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He gazed at the shoe prints prepared for the horse girls, deliberately fitted with metal horseshoes, then turned to look at Manchester Chazuo beside him: "Chazuo classmate, if you were to run, would your shoe prints be the same?"

Direct comparison is disrespectful to others, but for horse girls who are already meant to participate in competitions long-term, competition is precisely their duty.

Will sink deeper.....

Manchester Chazuo directly gave a better response; she wasn't originally such a strong-willed girl, meaning... let's just discuss the matter.

Indeed, strength and physical training really should be put on the schedule.

Aomo once again looked into the distance at the brown shadow going around the first bend; on this course there are several horse girls training together, though some are on the inner lane and some on the outer lane, occasionally meeting on the same track, either chasing or overtaking, which at times also affects the rhythm somewhat.

The rhythm of breathing, the rhythm of running, the choice of route... Aomo's distant view cannot be called meticulous observation, but just from the performance of running......

All that chaos presented is not unclear.

"It seems we still need to participate more in paired running training and even simulated races." Aomo sighed, while Manchester Chazuo beside him, holding the stopwatch, also nodded.

"She hasn't participated in class and running training for too long."

"Chazuo classmate, if you have the chance, could you do more paired running training with her?" Aomo took the opportunity to invite, continuing to add teammates to his subordinates.

"Paired running" means when horse girls train, they run together with two or more other horse girls to simulate the competitive feel of the racecourse.

"No problem...... but I've been... busy lately."

"That's fine; just participate when you have time. Today I originally wanted to assign Meipu Bohang to practice with her... but that would be a bit harsh."

A cyborg that maintains long-term high-intensity self-discipline training, paired with a researcher who has just begun rehabilitation, Aomo thinks it feels somewhat bullying; Ailisuzhi's already evident hostile consciousness would likely escalate further.

Just thinking about that trend, Aomo shook his head again: '... Forget it, better to take it step by step.'

"Hmm... it's better to wait a while." Chazuo, also a horse girl, looked at Suzi's current performance and also felt some worry.

Really an unfamiliar uphill feeling.

Looks like I really haven't run in a long time.

The centrifugal force from cornering is also terrible; such research results wouldn't be ideal... What would Guinea Pig Jun think?

The posture she struggled to maintain was affected by cornering and uphill; Ailisuzhi, while running and trying to regain her rhythm, had little spare to glance into the distance, and in that hurried glance she saw the two turning their heads to talk to each other.

Guinea Pig Jun and Chazuo are chatting again... Are they talking about themselves? Or is it communication about source energy? No, no, Guinea Pig Jun probably would still ask the horse girl about something.

He also seemed to have some interest in Chazuo yesterday...

What he thought gradually became boundless, while the speed under his feet gradually increased, especially on that final bend.

Unaware that the gazes of Chazuo and Aomo had already returned to her, Ailisuzhi's feet already burst forth with an unusual glow.

In the short stretch before the finish line, some horse girls run with full concentration, some rely on instinct, and some constantly plan various schemes in their minds.

Those things might even have nothing to do with horse racing, merely giving rise to the desire to finish sooner and reach the finish line earlier.

The essence of living beings, the soul's yearning, a hint of awakening.

"... It seems only skill is something she doesn't need to train."

Witnessing those various abnormalities, the sudden lift of the swift fierce foot, the pale blue dots surrounding the burst of acceleration are so obvious, as if loudly telling all observers—I've activated the skill.

This also caused Aomo to softly comment, instinctively reaching to make a note on that light screen, only after reacting did he notice his palm had already recovered.

"Ha... ha...... How, how! Trainer! Chazuo!"

The horse girl in a white coat bent over, both hands supporting her knees, clearly panting but not forgetting to continue maintaining her usual high spirits.

Just raising her voice makes her breathing even more chaotic.

"What kind of result is this!"

"You'd better calm down," seeing Aomo's difficulty, he helplessly raised his hand, one hand gently patting her back, the other trying to take off her white coat that had become a complete burden, "Chazuo classmate, report the result."

After hearing Chazuo's time report, Ailisuzhi, who had barely recovered to stand straight, was obviously dissatisfied.

"Damn, it only improved a little; this counts as a failed verification, right!"

"The idea isn't wrong, the execution of the theory just isn't detailed enough." Holding the white coat already stained with sweat, feeling it needed washing if turned back, Aomo reached for his briefcase from Chazuo, feeling around for the water bottle.

"I didn't expect to correct too much the first time; I'm not surprised by this result."

"Unfortunately, we can't send you back to the lab that early; this also requires at least three extra rounds of practice, adjusting for the uphill and the bend."

"Well, even I, seeing this data, can't rest easy going back to do experiments,

Under Manchester Chazuo's astonished gaze, Ailisuzhi honestly accepted the request for extra training, then moved closer to her: "By the way, Chazuo, what were you just chatting about with Guinea Pig Jun?"

"In the future, Chazuo classmate, when you have time we'll do paired running practice together; I originally wanted Bohang to come, but after thinking I should give the rehabilitation patient some basic confidence, right?"

Aomo said, handing over the mineral water bottle.

"Also, show me those shoes of yours later." "Oh dear, Guinea Pig Jun still has this hobby?"

"Aluminum alloy horseshoes are for competition, weighing only one-third of mild steel, but with poorer wear resistance; training horseshoes are heavier but more durable."

"I don't doubt your expertise in waterproofing and anti-slip functions, but are the materials for training and competition reversed?"

"Horseshoes, metal auxiliary devices installed on the soles of horse girls' running shoes, fixed to the sole, function as Aomo described."

"For horse girls, horseshoe running shoes are like a mercenary's equipment—an indispensable weapon and logistical support."

Regarding the slander against the horse girl she's responsible for, the trainer not only spoke enough professional words, but also directly squatted down to look at her shoes, making the horse girl quite uncomfortable.

"Are the toe caps made of reinforced resin or plastified iron?" He looked up at Ailisuzhi, who had taken two steps back, "I still remember that in the horse girl circles there's a kind of racing alloy horseshoe called 'victory‑defeat iron'; you wouldn't have ordered this kind directly, would you?"

"You're really a new trainer?"

Ailisuzhi's surprised expression was just like that of Manchester Chazuo, as if she weren't the horse girl Aomo is responsible for.

"It's fine if Chazuo classmate is surprised, but what are you surprised about? You don't know what I've been doing for those assignments?"

Aomo looked at this child, somewhat speechless, and slowly stood up.

"Of course I'm a new trainer, no doubt about it."