“Unfortunately, Great Escape requires certain conditions before it can be learned.
Otherwise, Silence Suzuka would slaughter everything throughout the career.”
For a considerable period, Uma Musume had been dominated by Front Runners.
Trainers who won by using Front Runners were insultingly called Front Runner trash by fans of other strategies.
Who could forget the golden age of Swimsuit Maruzensky and Valentine Mihono Bourbon?
Which Front Runner remained invincible now?
What?
White Kitasan Black?
She only worked at medium distance.
How many medium-distance events existed these days?
The game contained four distances and two surfaces.
Sprint!
Mile!
Medium!
Long!
Dirt races mainly used mile and medium distances.
How many supreme Front Runners existed?
Sprint: Aston Machan.
Mile: Silence Suzuka.
Medium: Swimsuit Suzuka and White Kitasan.
Long: Christmas Daiwa Scarlet.
Dirt mile: Copano Rickey.
Dirt medium: Golden Crispy Chicken.
That was the value of Front Runner degeneracy!
Front Runners were wonderful!
Why did this damned game contain so many powerful Front Runners?
Other strategies still possessed chances to win.
Front Runners were simply more stable.
Late-running horse girls could become trapped behind traffic.
[Invincible Seaside-sama]: Great Escape?
What is Great Escape?
“It’s a skill activated at the start of the race.
A horse girl possessing it charges to the front like Silence Suzuka.
Her strategy changes from ordinary Front Runner into the far more aggressive Great Escape.”
Zhou Yu’ang explained patiently.
The viewers listened seriously.
“However, obtaining it is difficult.
You need six consecutive graded victories, then consecutive victories in the Autumn Tenno Sho.”
[Unbreakable Glass]: What?
Consecutive Autumn Tenno Sho victories?
[Maternal Demon]: Isn’t that requirement far too difficult?
Winning even one Grade 1 race was exceptionally hard.
The Autumn Tenno Sho was among the highest-level events.
Winning it twice seemed nearly impossible.
“Remember, this is a game.”
Zhou Yu’ang explained.
A game was designed to be cleared.
If progression were genuinely impossible, it would no longer be a game.
“Winning is easier here than in reality.
Uma Musume is certainly less difficult than Winning Post or Derby Stallion.”
[Horse Girl Enthusiast]: What did you just say?
I think I heard several fascinating words.
Damn.
He had accidentally mentioned horse-racing games from the other world.
Those games involved ordinary horses rather than horse girls.
If horse girls saw real horses, their entire worldview might collapse.
Then again, that could be entertaining.
Perhaps he could eventually show them stories from real-world racing.
There would certainly be plenty of amusement.
“Ahem.
Focus on the game.
Next, we’ll work toward obtaining Great Escape.”
Zhou Yu’ang continued clicking and explained the skill’s applications.
The real Silence Suzuka became increasingly tempted as she listened.
Words such as “slaughter,” “powerful,” and “invincible” tugged directly at her heart.
What an extraordinarily stylish running strategy.
I wish I knew where this Trainer was.
Should I find him in reality and ask him to train me?
Perhaps she could run as happily as the game version of herself.
[Tracen’s Madoka Higuchi]: I have a question.
Since this is a game, couldn’t you simply tell Silence Suzuka to use Great Escape from the beginning?
Why did you need that entire conversation?
That tone suggested horse girls were not entirely without caution.
Good.
This offered him an opportunity to explain.
Seeing the message from a apparent gaming enthusiast, Zhou Yu’ang began answering.
“That’s true.
Under ordinary game logic, the player acts like a god, controlling every character and choosing every event.
But everyone witnessed what happened earlier.”
Games were simple.
A player acting as the hero could enter villagers’ homes and casually rob them.
They could slaughter an entire species of monsters because one creature offended them.
They could behave like a Paradox Interactive player and commit war crimes without hesitation.
Those were powers granted to players.
From a moral perspective, however, such behavior was reprehensible.
A player could also refuse to harm any NPC, help them, receive their gratitude, and construct a better home for everyone.
The player possessed the right to choose the benevolent route or become a villain.
While role-playing as a Trainer, the player could theoretically decide everything for the horse girl.
However, Zhou Yu’ang remembered that he was also a Trainer in reality.
A Trainer’s responsibility was not limited to producing champions.
They needed to guide horse girls as responsible elders and prevent them from walking down harmful paths.
The audience members were not merely viewers.
They were also horse girls who knew very little about the world beyond Tracen.
But they’re still viewers who came here for entertainment, not a lecture.
Zhou Yu’ang organized his thoughts.
He would explain quickly.
Some matters needed to be said.
There was no need to turn them into an endless sermon.
“This Silence Suzuka isn’t merely a moving model.
I want to treat her properly.”
“She is a horse girl, and as her Trainer, I cannot ignore her desires.”
Zhou Yu’ang gestured toward Silence Suzuka.
Her ears and tail moved naturally.
Heat rose from her body.
She spoke with him like an ordinary person.
“Just as I said when we made the promise, I respect her decision.
She chose her path, so I’ll honor our agreement and accompany her along it.”
This was not Champion’s Meeting.
That scenario had not arrived yet.
“Even inside a game, you shouldn’t approach everything carelessly.
Whatever you do, take it seriously.
Serious effort doesn’t guarantee success, but careless effort is very likely to fail.”
[Tracen’s Madoka Higuchi]: Are you an idiot?
It’s only a game.
The next time you begin a career, she might become nothing more than a background character.
“But promises exist to be kept.
Even if she forgets everything in the next career, I’ll fulfill any promise I make to a horse girl—no, any promise I make to anyone, whether in a game or reality.”
Zhou Yu’ang corrected himself quickly.
He did not want to appear hypocritical.
[Tracen’s Madoka Higuchi]: …
Tracen’s version of Madoka Higuchi posted only an ellipsis.
She had nothing to say.
The other horse girls, however, reacted immediately.
[Horse Girl Enthusiast]: That declaration… good!
Maintain that attitude!
As long as you continue acting this way, I’ll support you too!
You should support horse girls, not push Trainers.
[Maternal Demon]: This Trainer seems well suited to teaching children… By the way, would you be interested in educating young children?
My family operates a kindergarten.
Wait.
Are you asking the Trainer to teach the children, or asking him to attend as one of them?
[Tracen Pun Master]: Trainer, do you already have a trainee?
What is this old student council horse planning?!
Comments appeared one after another.
Zhou Yu’ang found responding individually increasingly difficult.
Several messages made him especially uneasy.
Some viewers said they would make their Trainers learn from his example.
Had he unintentionally increased the difficulty of his colleagues’ jobs?
He needed to address that.
I already host a radio program dedicated to resolving problems between Trainers and horse girls.
How could I ignore this?
He had to care for horse girls’ emotions and values.
He also needed to protect the futures of Trainers indirectly.
Most Trainers were strangers to him.
Still, they were colleagues.
If Trainers began suffering because of his stream, the entire profession could be affected.
Helping them also helped him.
“Stop praising me.
I’m not some exemplary Trainer.
Do you remember what I said at the beginning of the broadcast?
What is my dream?”
[Hates Flashbulbs and Lunatics]: Marrying thirty horse girls.
Why would you remind everyone of such a disgusting ambition?
Air Groove stared suspiciously at the abstract Trainer avatar.
If he did not mention that declaration, everyone might gradually conclude that he was a good person.
“Exactly.
I want to marry thirty horse girls.
How do you know everything I just did wasn’t merely intended to raise the audience’s affection?”
Zhou Yu’ang dug a hole for himself and jumped inside without hesitation.
A storm of question marks immediately flooded the screen.
[Horse Girl Enthusiast]: Listen to yourself!
The pink-haired viewer had nearly died from the sweetness of pairing a gentle Trainer with a quiet beauty.
Hearing that statement made her so furious that she returned to life.
Damn you!
Why?!
[Unbreakable Glass]: Then, Trainer with the grand ambition, why would you reveal that possibility yourself?
[Tracen Pun Master]: Anyone genuinely attempting to manipulate affection would never admit it.
This doesn’t merely waste your effort.
It destroys your own escape route.
“Surely no one could possess such an audacious plan while also being that stupid.”
The student council president rubbed her chin and studied Mysterious Trainer A.
She had formed a theory.
She did not share it.
Revealing it would make the next step more difficult.
Doxxing was most enjoyable when performed secretly.
What if this man resembled a rabbit with three burrows?
Or an Italian mafia boss exceptionally skilled at hiding his identity?
“You only see me speaking.
You haven’t seen what I do.
Anyone can deliver beautiful words.”
Seeing the question marks made Zhou Yu’ang feel much more secure.
Giving horse girls preventive education was always useful.
Horse girls possessed far more “illnesses” than ordinary humans.
On his first day at work, Zhou Yu’ang had personally witnessed a horse girl shout at her Trainer:
“I wish I’d never met you!”
“You may know someone’s face without knowing their heart.
Judge a gentleman by his actions rather than thoughts, because no one would remain virtuous if thoughts alone were judged.
Don’t be deceived by people who constantly deliver beautiful speeches while presenting themselves as righteous.”
Zhou Yu’ang continued arranging races while speaking.
“Choosing a Trainer is your responsibility.
Don’t become so emotional that you stop thinking.
Carefully determine who is most suitable for you.”
Zhou Yu’ang did not want to increase pressure upon Trainers who already had trainees.
That would harm others.
The mobile game’s stories contained an extraordinarily effective matching system.
Trainers emerged from crowds and somehow encountered the exact horse girl meant for them.
One could call it destiny.
When two suitable people met, no matter how many difficulties separated them, they eventually came together.
Both would value the relationship more strongly.
Looking back, they would smile while remembering every step that brought them together.
True destiny could not be prevented.
“Also, I saw several comments saying you would make your Trainers learn from me.
Don’t do that.
Perfect people do not exist.
Neither do saints.
You may encourage your Trainer to improve, but don’t force them to become someone else.
That would be disrespectful.”
[Hates Flashbulbs and Lunatics]: Are you attempting to educate us?
Air Groove quickly recognized what was happening and became displeased.
She understood the need for self-improvement better than anyone.
She constantly worked toward it.
But being suddenly dragged into a broadcast and lectured made her furious.
Who the hell did this man think he was?
Did he enjoy acting like a teacher?
Come meet her offline and settle it physically!
“Sorry, but I don’t have enough free time for that.
I’m not a teacher.
Besides…”
Had his Trainer persona been fully established yet?
A smile appeared on Zhou Yu’ang’s face.
His model represented the player.
He was not a cruel Fourth Disaster.
But he was hardly harmless.
Without question, Zhou Yu’ang understood that he was a scumbag.
“I don’t want dumb horse girls.”
As he spoke, Zhou Yu’ang opened Silence Suzuka’s training screen and repeatedly circled the Wit option.
The moment he said it, the comments exploded again.
[Tracen Crown Prince]: Waaah… Are you discriminating against horse girls with poor grades?
[Hates Flashbulbs and Lunatics]: You bastard!
How dare you say that?!
He was actually becoming selective when choosing trainees?
He refused anyone who was not intelligent?
“You’re unbelievably arrogant… No, are you discriminating against horse girls with poor academic performance?”
Even Air Groove did not know how to react.
She could not decide whether she should encourage him to recruit a foolish horse girl.
Wouldn’t a stupid horse girl be manipulated effortlessly by a Trainer who wanted thirty wives?
He might bully her every day.
[White-Eyed H-Manga Sensei]: Does conquering an intelligent horse girl provide greater satisfaction?!
“So he deliberately targets intelligent girls… Oh no!”
Her family contained many intelligent horse girls.
Including her older sisters.
The black-haired horse girl held her head.
“What if he finds my sisters and seduces them one by one… Eek!”
Would her home become a paradise for this human scumbag playboy Trainer?
Would the mansion become a battlefield every night?
Would she herself eventually become his…
No!
The doujin artist’s imagination escaped again.
She imagined herself holding her daughter, Mejiro Audrey, while her sisters held their own children.
All of them watched the same playboy spend every day sleeping around and even bringing other women home.
“Listen.
I told you not to treat me like a saint.
I didn’t tell you to treat me like human garbage.”
Could these horse girls stop thinking in absolutes?
Zhou Yu’ang waved the mouse and circled Special Week, who remained attached to Silence Suzuka like an accessory.
“When I said I don’t want dumb horse girls, I meant the kind of girl represented by… Special Week.”
She was not among the viewers, was she?
Then he would show no mercy.
[Horse Girl Enthusiast]: Hey!
Even if she isn’t the main trainee, she joined your team through the story!
“A fool who sees an admired senior and immediately volunteers to become a convenient tool can’t even care for herself.
None of you should imitate her.”
“If it rained while her Trainer and senior went on a date, she would probably stand beside them holding an umbrella over both while allowing herself to become soaked.”
As Zhou Yu’ang spoke, a hand landed upon his shoulder.
He turned and met Byerley’s eyes.
Her heroic face displayed a particularly “friendly” expression.
“She volunteered to become your assistant, and you still have complaints?”
“I’m educating the other horse girls.”
As Zhou Yu’ang defended himself, he met Godolphin’s gaze.
She had opened her beautiful eyes.
Her expression seemed to say:
You know exactly what I am about to tell you.
“Watch the stream!
Focus on the stream!”
Zhou Yu’ang turned away and immediately brought Silence Suzuka to another race.
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