Uma Musume Pretty Derby: Ten Meters Chapter 75: Uma Musume Pretty Derby: Ten Meters [75]

With this training thod in mind, Yasui Makoto naturally planned to ask Daiwa Scarlet and the others for help.

Regular paired-running sessions typically lasted anywhere from one hour to several hours.

Practice races, however, required much less ti.

Though the intensity of these practice races was slightly lower than official competitions, the duration was similar, usually lasting only a few minutes. With proper rest afterward, this thod allowed for far greater scheduling flexibility.

This ant he wouldn't need to worry about disrupting Daiwa Scarlet and the others' work or studies.

However, Yasui hadn't anticipated that before he could even propose this training idea, Special Week would ntion the Sumr Dream Trophy—a golden opportunity.

As he'd explained earlier, the Dream Trophy was effectively an "All-Star Invitational" within the Twinkle Series.

Officially classified as a "G1," it truly deserved this status, as all participants were legendary Uma Musu who had previously won G1 races.

Although these Uma Musu had already retired, their extraordinary talent and capabilities still ensured thrilling races of exceptional quality.

Every participant was renowned throughout Japan and even overseas. Indeed, fans eagerly attended each Dream Trophy rely for the chance to see their beloved champions galloping once again on the green turf, even if they no longer regularly raced.

Thus, events like the Dream Trophy effectively sustained and elevated the Twinkle Series' popularity.

Beyond that, these races significantly benefited the growth of current and future Uma Musu.

The participants' vast experience and skills were indisputable.

Once participants, venues, and race details were finalized, these retired stars would co to nearby academies for training. Students and trainers there could then apply to et them, seek advice, or arrange paired-runs and practice races.

Yasui had long been aware of this, though he hadn't seriously considered it before.

Having been in Tokyo for barely half a year, even if he'd applied and passed the academy's review, he would've surely had to wait in line just to et these legendary Uma Musu.

However, thanks to Kitasan Black's warm personality and good relationships, he'd already t several retired stars over the past few months and received considerable help from them.

Now, leveraging the Dream Trophy to arrange practice races seed entirely feasible.

As Yasui pondered, the Uma Musu began discussing Kitasan Black's upcoming training and races.

"But regarding experience with the Classic Triple Crown…"

Special Week sipped so carrot juice, scratching her head bashfully.

"I lost both the Satsuki Sho and Kikuka Sho to Sei-chan. Maybe the Japanese Derby is the only one where I can offer any real help..."

Kitasan Black quickly shook her head.

"Spe-chan-senpai, please don't say that! I've only raced three tis, so everything you share is valuable for !"

Vodka nodded firmly in agreent.

"Exactly, Spe-chan. Daiwa and I will be busier soon, probably only able to join Kita-chan once or twice a week for paired-running. You'll be able to spend more ti with Kita-chan and Trainer Yasui discussing the Classic races."

"Kita-chan perford exceptionally at the Spring Stakes—she's got a strong chance at the Satsuki Sho."

Suddenly, Vodka glanced mischievously at Gold Ship, who was busy eating heartily.

"Oh, right—Gold Ship, pause eating for a second. You're the only one at this table who actually won the Satsuki Sho. Aren't you going to share so tips with Kita-chan?"

At this, everyone's attention shifted. Kitasan Black looked eager, while Daiwa Scarlet and Special Week wore complicated expressions.

Chew… chew… gulp.

Finishing a large chunk of steak, Gold Ship wiped her mouth, thoughtfully stroking her chin. Her gaze shifted from Vodka, to Kitasan Black, then Yasui, and finally back to Vodka.

"So… You really want Kita-chan to learn from ?"

Vodka's expression froze instantly.

"…You're right. What was I thinking…?"

Her lips twitched slightly. She turned awkwardly to Kitasan Black, laughing nervously.

"Ahaha… Um, Kita-chan… Can you just pretend I didn't say anything?"

Kitasan Black was baffled.

"Huh? Wait… What's wrong?"

She frowned slightly, tapping her chin thoughtfully.

"I thought Gold Ship-senpai ran the Satsuki Sho really impressively. Am I not supposed to learn from that?"

"Well, you're right—I did run it impressively, no denying that." Gold Ship puffed up proudly, then quickly turned serious.

"But Kita-chan, you know . I never listen to my trainer's strategies."

"So even if you wanted to learn how I ran, I couldn't explain it, because honestly, half the ti I don't know how I run myself."

"Take my Satsuki Sho, for instance."

"That day was pouring rain, and ten races before mine had already torn the track apart. The turf was horrible—especially the inside lane, which felt like running through oil and glue, slippery and sticky at once."

"I don't know if Trainer Yasui ever ntioned conditions like those, but generally no sane Uma Musu would choose the inside lane."

"But…"

She pointed proudly at herself with a smug grin.

"I'm no ordinary Uma Musu—I'm the great Gold Ship!"

"I clearly rember thinking how nice and empty the inside lane looked since everyone else was crowded outside, and I just charged ahead down the inside in one go."

"But frankly, if I had to run that kind of track again, I'd probably slip and fall flat."

"Plus, I talked to Daiwa and Vodka. They said you're best at running as a front-runner."

"But I'm a chaser. If you learn from , what would you practice? Falling behind?"

She joked playfully, but seeing Kitasan Black's slightly disappointed expression, Gold Ship laughed warmly.

"Oh co on, Kita-chan! Don't look so down. Daiwa and the others are trying hard to help you, right? Of course I'll find so way to pitch in!"

"As for how exactly…"

Her bright, cunning gaze shifted toward Yasui Makoto.

"I think that's best left up to your trainer."

Hearing this, Kitasan Black and the others turned toward Yasui expectantly.

To be honest, if this were the past, Yasui wouldn't even consider asking Gold Ship for help. Her eccentric reputation was simply too widespread.

Yet, first with Special Week, and now with Gold Ship, Yasui had discovered sothing unexpected:

No matter their outward deanor or how rumors portrayed them, these Uma Musu possessed surprisingly clear insights into racing.

Initially, Yasui had seen Special Week as sowhat scatterbrained. Yet, she'd quickly identified crucial aspects of Kitasan's race with remarkable accuracy.

Gold Ship was similar—claiming she had no idea how she ran, yet effortlessly breaking down every detail of her own Satsuki Sho victory.

Perhaps the most rational approach was to set aside previous biases and personally witness their strengths, leveraging their experience to boost Kitasan's potential.

Yes, this was definitely the right approach.