Normally, an Uma Musume will independently choose which races she wants to participate in, which is like setting her own goals.

The Trainer plays a role in coordinating the schedule.

“Kochi, huh…” Lu Jue-jun muttered to himself.

Kochi Racecourse is very far from the city where Teresen Academy is located, so it's estimated that not many Uma Musume will participate.

However, it was expected; Kochi has intricate ties to Uralala.

As dusk approached,

After eating their fill, Lu Jue urged the few chatting fillies to leave.

Silent Suzuka wanted to stay and help, and Seiun Sky, seeing this, also volunteered.

But Lu Jue refused them all; he wasn't drunk this time.

Moreover, the previous two times when they offered to help, Silent Suzuka was actually the only one who did the work.

Wouldn't it be quite a blessing to marry Silent Suzuka in the future? But that's a story for another time.

......

As the date of the Satsuki Sho drew closer day by day, the weather also turned from cool to warm.

Many potted plants were moved outside the “Dream” lounge. Whenever the sun shone, the vibrant colors seemed to be Plated dreamlike quality, as if this place had captured the essence of spring first.

The neither-cold-nor-hot weather was perfect for training.

Since the last simulation race, Lu Jue had conducted several more specialized training sessions to improve everyone's mastery of the pitch running style.

At this moment, everyone from “Dream” was in the lounge, listening attentively to Lu Jue’s guidance.

“The pitch running style can actually be used not only on steep slopes but also on flat ground, especially on curves.”

Lu Jue said, playing a video of Silent Suzuka’s race in front of the Uma Musume. “Everyone, look at this video. What do you notice?”

Lu Jue couldn't always be the only one talking. Occasionally inspiring the Uma Musume to think, even a little wisdom, would be beneficial for the race.

While the others were still thinking, Uralala had already raised her hand high, “Trainer, I know!”

“Speak.”

“Are you going to say that Suzuka’s running style is related to pitch?”

Lu Jue nodded.

Uralala perked up her ears.

“No.”

Uralala wilted.

Lu Jue really didn't know what Uralala's little head was thinking. “Xiao Te, what do you think?”

Special Week looked flustered, but seeing Lu Jue’s encouraging gaze, she tried hard to calm down and replied, “Trainer, I feel that Suzuka’s running style isn’t the pitch running style.”

After training for so long, Special Week naturally knew that the biggest characteristic of the pitch running style was small strides and high frequency. Silent Suzuka’s running style in the video simply did not meet these two characteristics.

“You're right.” Lu Jue sighed and didn't continue to ask Seiun Sky, because everyone's thinking had gone astray. “Actually, I just wanted you to see something very superficial—Suzuka is still widening the gap with other Uma Musume on the curves.”

Everyone had an enlightened expression.

“How does that saying go? Anyone can accelerate on the straight, but being fast on the curve is true speed.” Lu Jue looked at Silent Suzuka, “The reason Suzuka can continue to widen the gap on curves is because she is good at left turns, but not everyone is Suzuka.”

“So on curves, if you use the pitch running style, it will make it easier for you to accelerate on the curve, just like this Uma Musume.” Lu Jue pointed to an Uma Musume on the screen who was accelerating on a curve. After passing the curve, she overtook her opponent ahead at extreme speed.

“Oh~” Uralala exclaimed, “Then Uralala will always use the pitch running style on curves from now on!”

She looked proudly at Lu Jue, her face seeming to still hold an expectation of praise.

“Uralala is truly a ‘clever’ little horse.” Lu Jue deliberately emphasized his tone.

“Deshu, deshu. (Right? Right?)”

“Of course not, you idiot.”

Lu Jue laughed and cursed, and Uralala immediately puffed out her cheeks, like a stressed little pufferfish.

“The situation on the racetrack is ever-changing. If you are in the lead position, the choice is naturally yours. But what if you are in the middle group? When rounding a curve, many competitors crowd the inner lane, which requires you to judge the timing to break through on your own.”

“What if I run on the outer lane when going around a curve?” Seiun Sky asked.

“Then you naturally also have a choice, but…” Lu Jue changed his tone, “The pitch running style on flat ground is extremely strenuous, and on the outer lane, the path you have to run is inherently longer than that of the Uma Musume on the inner lane. How do you balance that? This also requires you to judge for yourselves on the racetrack.”

That was all he had to say. Lu Jue had finished saying everything he needed to.

Seeing the four Uma Musume silently contemplating in their seats, he softened and broke the slightly anxious atmosphere, “You don’t have to worry. Race experience will slowly teach you.”

Uralala covered her head, “It’s too complicated! Uralala never thought so much before.”

Silent Suzuka rarely nodded in agreement with Uralala, “Me too, I never thought so much.”

Lu Jue felt quite helpless. One was always at the very back, and the other was always at the very front, so of course they didn't have to think too much.

However, Seiun Sky thought for a while, then tilted her head slightly and asked, “Trainer, do you prefer the inner lane or the outer?”

Lu Jue frowned.

Hiss… why did that feel a little off?

“You mean, if I were on the racetrack, would I prefer to run the inner lane or the outer, right?”

Seiun Sky raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, “Right~”

“I already said it depends on the situation on the track.” Lu Jue shook his head, always feeling like Seiun Sky was getting revenge.

“Then Lu Jue-jun, run with us once.” Silent Suzuka enjoyed the drama.

“When your warm-up ends, my training ends.” Lu Jue patted his thigh, “But then again, when I was little, I often came in first in races. The doctor said my Achilles tendons were very long, and I was naturally suited for running.”

“I don’t believe it, unless Lu Jue-jun shows an athlete’s certificate.”

“Don’t say it, Suzuka, you really shouldn’t say it… I don’t have one.” Lu Jue had already specialized in so many things, where would he find the time to get an athlete’s certificate?

“I believe it.” Seiun Sky smiled, “I believe Trainer’s legs are great.”

“Uh… Seiun, you mean you believe I’m also very talented at running, right?”

Seiun Sky glanced to the side, her smile growing wider. She drew out the end of her sentence, “Right~”

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(Thank you for all the gifts. I have no way to repay you, so I'll just add another update.)

(O_o By the way, is anyone generating power for love today? If not, I'll ask again later.)