Lu Jue had originally wanted to bring his team members to help out in the restaurant then.

But seeing that they all seemed ready to have fun at the festival, Lu Jue did not say it out loud. The academy would probably assign him a few waiters then.

Lu Jue pulled his thoughts back and suddenly remembered something important. He looked at Seiun Sky, "Seiun, there's something I need to ask you."

"Hmm?" Seiun Sky saw Lu Jue's serious expression and also put away her playful look.

"Before crossing the finish line at Satsuki Sho, what did you feel... or rather, what was on your mind during that burst of energy?" Lu Jue tried to make the question as specific and complete as possible.

"At that time..." Seiun Sky pondered, the wheel of memories slowly turning, "I just thought I didn't want to lose to Xiao Te again, and I didn't want to let Trainer down... I suddenly felt full of power."

Seiun Sky also found it difficult to describe that momentary feeling.

She was originally at her sprinting limit, but then she suddenly gained an unknown burst of leg power that helped her win the championship.

"So that's how it is." Lu Jue mused.

The power of belief? Or the first glimpse of the so-called "domain"?

But if this latent power requires the pressure of a desperate situation, immense belief, an extreme desire for victory, and extraordinary talent to be unleashed... then his previous fantasy of running the entire race with such power was a bit far-fetched.

Perhaps he could find some time to ask Symboli Rudolf and Maruzensky, these two famous Uma Musume.

"Trainer, is there something wrong?" Seiun Sky couldn't help but ask, interrupting Lu Jue's thoughts.

"It's nothing, just asking casually."

Besides himself, probably no one else could see the glowing aura that appeared on Seiun Sky at that time.

And in his team, there were a total of three Uma Musume like her, making it very necessary to explore this direction.

But there's no point in being anxious now; he can only take it slowly.

"Alright, alright. Since none of you are taking a break, let's start today's training."

......

Next, there were two main races he needed to pay attention to.

One was the Takarazuka Kinen that Silent Suzuka would participate in, and the other was Uralala's debut race.

Even though he knew the outcome from the anime, Lu Jue was not too at ease now.

He was still afraid of changes that might occur due to the butterfly effect.

But he just had to proceed step by step and do his job as a Trainer diligently.

......

Satsuki Sho was a thing of the past, and its popularity was gradually declining.

The Uma Musume of Teresen began new training.

Orange long hair flashed past Lu Jue like waves. He promptly pressed the stopwatch, "This run was great, 58.10!"

Silent Suzuka walked back from outside the track, panting. This was already her third one-thousand-meter run, and the time fluctuation was not too large.

"How was it, what do you feel?" Lu Jue asked.

"It feels much better than the previous two runs."

"Hmm, I don't want you to run with all your might, but to find that subtle feeling of ease. That's the meaning of this training."

If she ran with all her might, Silent Suzuka could actually be even faster.

Silent Suzuka nodded, having a slight understanding of what Lu Jue said. She glanced around and, seeing no one, leaned in closer and said, "Today I want... a massage."

"You want one again?"

Silent Suzuka didn't understand why Lu Jue used the word "again," when it had been a long time since she had a massage. "If Lu Jue-jun is busy, then forget it."

"Not busy. Wait for me in the lounge after training."

"Mm." Silent Suzuka nodded, her voice barely a whisper.

She was being secretive, feeling like a secret rendezvous with a lover.

But she really didn't want to share this privilege with Special Week and the others.

She wasn't a selfish person, but she would be selfish just this once.

"Trainer! Can I start?" On the other side of the track, Uralala cupped her hands like a megaphone and shouted loudly at Lu Jue.

She had been waiting for a long time, but instead of Lu Jue's whistle, she saw him and Silent Suzuka chatting for so long about something unknown.

"Get ready!" Lu Jue turned and waved at Uralala, then blew his whistle.

After some understanding, Uralala's debut race was 1000 meters, so Lu Jue arranged an 800-meter training program for her.

Lu Jue simultaneously monitored the time and Uralala's position, shouting instructions when appropriate.

"Too slow, too slow!"

"Uralala, go, go, it's time to go!"

"What about your arm swing?"

"52.19 seconds!"

......

Lu Jue found that Uralala's pacing was not very good; she always got flustered.

Every race requires full effort, so physical distribution is very important and affects the outcome.

Therefore, Lu Jue repeatedly emphasized the need to cultivate a sense of one's own speed rhythm, requiring the Uma Musume to complete tasks at the required pace.

It could fluctuate up and down, but being too fast or too slow was not allowed.

"Trainer, is that okay?" Uralala wiped the sweat from her face and asked.

"It's not about whether the time is okay, it's about the result." Lu Jue's helpless smile contained a hint of pampering, "You need to master the rhythm of running. Can I really shout instructions from the sidelines during a race?"

"Hehe~ No? Uralala can buy Trainer a big megaphone!" Uralala chuckled foolishly.

"Then you might as well buy me a set of sound equipment, and I'll guide you on how to run the entire way."

What a ridiculous idea, what Pokémon...

"Then I'll continue training, run again!" With the race approaching, even Uralala, who usually complained about being tired, was fighting hard.

This was also what Lu Jue was happy to see.

"Okay, jog over here to rest, then prepare for the next run."

"Okay!"

After seeing Uralala off, Lu Jue turned his attention back to Seiun Sky and Special Week.

Although Silent Suzuka and Uralala had specific training programs due to their races, that didn't mean Seiun Sky and Special Week didn't need training.

"You two, get ready. Next, you'll run 25 kilometers."

Generally speaking, 1000-1400m is short distance, 1400-1800m is a mile race, 1800-2400m is middle distance, and greater than 2400m is long distance.

(Information checked, will revise if incorrect)

Seiun Sky and Special Week's ultimate goals this year are definitely the Japan Derby and the Chrysanthemum Award.

The former's track is 2400 meters long, and the latter is 3000 meters long, both testing endurance. So in this session, Lu Jue also focused on endurance.

"H-how much?" Special Week's mouth dropped open in surprise.

It was the first time she had heard of this training content, and she was still a bit incredulous.

Seiun Sky, however, accepted it calmly, as it was training arranged by Lu Jue.

"You heard correctly. This training can be done by female long-distance runners, so there's definitely no problem for you as Uma Musume."

Lu Jue first encouraged them, giving them psychological hints. But what he said was also the truth.

"And there are certain pacing requirements; only then can it be called training... Of course, in the end, if you're really tired, just finishing the run is also acceptable."

In summary, this was a training session that wasn't a race, but was even more challenging than a race.

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