Uma Musume: Why Do We, Horse Trainers, Still Have To Train Uma Musume? Chapter 39 39: T.M. Opera O Is NTR'ed!

"Trainer… you don't have to comfort like this…"

However, after a long while, Doto's reaction was once again unexpected. It seed as if Doto was touched by Wada's "true feelings," and a long-lost smile appeared on her face as she wiped away her tears and said, "You're still so young, Trainer; you look like soone who just graduated from university not long ago. And not only is Trainer one of the most outstanding Trainers of this generation, but you also ranked third in the written exam. If soone like Trainer isn't considered outstanding, then there probably aren't many outstanding people in the whole world, either."

"…"

Wada had completely forgotten that he had beco much younger after his transmigration. He was roughly this age when he was still a newcor, and his young age reflected his inexperience—however, he was now soone with the face of a young university graduate, but the heart of a veteran who had won nearly a dozen GIs.

To be honest, if he really was like that back then, it would've been great. Wada wouldn't have to keep his head down at the JRA, and he wouldn't have to be extrely humble even when receiving honors—but he dared not be arrogant! Because he knew the true reason for his success; it was all from T.M. Opera O carrying him. If he offended those seniors at the JRA, he wouldn't be able to get by anywhere.

However, facts proved that even if Wada was very humble, people would still hold malice towards him. The two encirclents back then made Wada realize this point: in this world, one had to rely on one's own ability to survive and prosper.

Dignity is not begged for, but fought for. It's a pity that Wada only understood this truth after he lost T.M. Opera O… Perhaps this was sothing T.M. Opera O had always wanted to tell him? Wada suddenly understood why T.M. Opera O had bitten him the last ti they t.

He was indeed too useless...

"Trainer, are you really willing to continue guiding ? But I'm such a disappointing of an Uma Musu…" Doto also understood Wada's aning, and the initial gloom that had enveloped her heart slowly dissipated, but she still said with great insecurity, "I lost a race that I should have won because of my cowardice… Are you really still willing to continue guiding ? A useless Uma Musu like ...?"

"—Doto, don't forget our goal. Our true opponent is not jiro McQueen, but T.M. Opera O."

Wada saw that Doto's emotions seed to have stabilized, and so breathed a sigh of relief inwardly while also comforting her, "jiro McQueen is a strong opponent; there's no doubt about that. But T.M. Opera O is, in so sense, an even tougher opponent than jiro McQueen. And for the Mainichi Hai, I've already seen the entry list. It can be said that, besides T.M. Opera O and you, all the other Uma Musu can be akin to background characters."

"That is to say, in the Mainichi Hai a month from now, it will only be a showdown between you and T.M. Opera O, with no one else like Tokai Teio today to interfere with you. In such a situation, do you think your chances of winning will increase?"

"I…"

Doto opened her mouth; she really wanted to tell Wada that she had the confidence. But as soon as she thought of T.M. Opera O, who was even stronger than jiro McQueen, and as soon as she thought that even with an advantage, she could at most win by half a length against jiro McQueen… Doto instantly lost confidence again.

"We still have a lot of ti to practice, Doto; don't be discouraged."

And even though Doto didn't answer, Wada could tell that she already understood that she still had a long way to go if she wanted to win. Wada stroked Doto's small head and said gently, "This race, for us, is just a warm-up. It's best if we can win, but it's no loss either if we don't. I originally planned to use this victory to give you confidence and make you braver, but now it seems that even without victory, you already know where your problem lies."

"There's a lot of experience to be learnt from today's race, Doto. This mock race was to let you know how to run a race, and for the next month, I will teach you how to win a race."

"How to win… Isn't it just to get first place?" Doto was a bit puzzled by this. She had never thought about how to win a race. Isn't a race just a competition of raw strength, performance, and luck? What other factors are there besides these?

In reality, Doto's idea is a common misconception among most of the new generation of Uma Musu, which includes even Uma Musu like Orfevre and jiro McQueen—and this is where the Trainer's role cos in.

An Uma Musu has her strengths and weaknesses. Simply relying on her physical strength to compete, even if she wins, is simply just a crude, brute force thod. Most Uma Musu cannot train their bodies to their max potential before debuting; instead, they should focus on cultivating their strengths within an effective range.

And how to win a race is a major challenge for the Trainer—how to maximize the Uma Musu's advantages and strengths within a limited period of ti, as well as how to lessen or avoid their weaknesses, and thus win a race.

"Alright, shall we go back?"

"Mm…" Doto's doubts were resolved, and the vexation and dark thoughts vanished at this mont, a smile reappearing on her face.

But just as Wada was about to walk Doto back, Doto suddenly stepped forward, carefully grasping Wada's sleeve.

"Um… Trainer… I have a request…"

"Can I… hug you?"

As soon as Doto said this, she imdiately received a subtle gaze from Wada. Doto's pretty face turned crimson as if boiling water, and her hands nervously rubbed her fingers, as she carefully said, "I- I am very timid and easily scared, so I w- want to train my courage. I want it so that I won't be as scared by Tokai Teio as I was today..."

"A- and, I also want to thank Trainer for constantly guiding and always encouraging . B- but I can't give Trainer anything, s- so, a h- hug, a-a h- h- hug s- should be o- okay, right?"

As she spoke, Doto herself started to beco more and more incoherent, yet Wada remained silent, causing Doto's psychological pressure to grow. Even the white ahoge on her head started to sway frantically, and Doto's horse tail also started to swing back and forth non-stop.

"Su- surely not! Hahaha..."

"…I don't mind."

However, Wada's silence seed to be broken just as Doto was about to give up. Wada looked around, and after confirming that no one was nearby, he hesitantly opened his arms and said gently to Doto, "But, don't let anyone see us. After all, we are in a Trainer-Uma Musu relationship. Strictly speaking, we are teacher and student. If soone takes a picture, I'll be in a very difficult position."

"Ye- yes!" Doto also nodded belatedly. However, what Wada didn't know was that in every single Uma Musu academy like Tracen, there were countless cases of Trainers and Uma Musu getting married. After all, spending three whole years together in this almost closed environnt, with pure beings like an Uma Musu at the age of gaining their first love and a ntor who wholeheartedly supported them, anything could happen.

So, at Uma Musu academies, it was not uncommon for Trainers and their assigned Uma Musu to have an ambiguous relationship. If it weren't for the fact that Trainers and Uma Musu often retired together and got married directly after their three-year journey ended, leading to a shortage of teaching staff, Tracen Academy wouldn't have strictly prohibited romantic relationships between Trainers and Uma Musu.

Of course, Wada's concern wasn't just this; it was mainly Doto's "Dotos"… it was simply too formidable. Wada was no monk; he was not the type of man who was completely unmovable like a mountain. He was very worried that when Doto hugged him, he would automatically "grow sothing" for certain reasons…

Calm down, Wada, you are the third best Trainer of your generation. Empty your mind. Think of this child as your student, and you, her ntor, it is nothing but an innocent gestu— Wait, why does it feel like its even worse now? (T/N: IT'S NOT WORKING WADA!!!!)

"T- then, I'm going to hug you now, okay?"

And Doto, having received permission, carefully moved into his open arms. The enormous "mounds" predictably gave Wada an extrely violent impact at first. But after, he only felt a soft and delicate body falling into his embrace, as if he had hugged a ball of cotton candy.

This scene, however, made T.M. Opera O, who had been following behind Wada and was now hiding in the shadows, unable to sit still. (T/N: Getting NTR'ed right in front of you is crazy)

"This is… both sweet and heartbreaking."

At this mont, T.M. Opera O, who had secretly followed because she was worried about Wada and Doto's state, lost the energy to even continue her chuunibyou act when she saw this scene from the shadows.

She only felt a throbbing pain in her heart and a surge of bitterness that made her mouth and tongue feel sour.

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NTR First, The Rest Nowhere.

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