I'm Ornn, and I'm about to be beaten to my knees by the Man-eating Horse Girl!

"Both the student council president and Mr. Miyazaki told me to avoid this interview for now. The bespectacled reporter is trying to stop them, so let's take this opportunity to slip away!"

"slip?"

The newly blossoming radiance looked around in confusion. Pointing to the flat concrete ground, she asked doubtfully, "Benefactor? We shouldn't have any vehicle to leave, right? How are we supposed to get out of here? Are we going to have to run another three thousand meters?"

Little Chestnut Hat's ears twitched. She half-squatted down and nodded to Orn, who had just jumped down from the window, saying, "Torena, come on! I'll carry you!"

"No, I'm afraid if you run away with me on your back, people will say I'm abusing my horse."

Ornn glanced at his rather robust physique and politely declined the little chestnut hat's offer.

The little horse's ears drooped down, looking very disappointed.

Fujimasa frowned and said, "Then how are we supposed to leave this venue? There are reporters and fans from various TV stations all around us!"

"We'll use this!"

Orn reached into a nearby bush and pulled out an extremely stylish motorcycle.

What's somewhat distasteful is that two small seats have been attached to either side of the rear wheel of this motorcycle, turning it into a four-wheeled "fire bike," which significantly lowers its elegant and luxurious design by several levels.

Shiny, radiant Guanghui stared at the motorcycle in disbelief. "Isn't this the motorcycle we used last time we came back? How did it get here?!" she asked.

Orn pulled out four helmets, put one on himself, and tossed the remaining three to his three horse girls: "I had Uncle Kawatsuru smuggle these over for me. He and Uncle Kitajima are watching the competition too."

"Come on! Get on the train! Let's go eat first! Then we'll take the Shinkansen back to Kasamatsu!"

Shining brightly, she hurriedly put on the helmet. Looking at the two seats, she recalled the scene after the competition when Ornn drove her at high speed on the overpass. She hesitated and said, "My benefactor, is this thing safe? I have a feeling... this is an illegal modification!!"

Orn paused for a moment, then, without saying a word, simply tossed her into the seat on the left.

"You talk too much! Get in the car! Fujii Izumi can't hold off those reporters any longer!"

Fujimasa jumped into the other seat, Oguri Hat straddled the back seat, Orn climbed in, and then twisted the handlebars.

The engine roared to life, the unknown power transforming the roar into exhaust fumes that shot out toward the left exhaust pipe.

"Ugh!! Cough cough cough!!"

Fortunately, I was wearing a helmet, so the brand-new gleaming didn't get blackened by the exhaust fumes.

She waved her hands in protest, saying, "My benefactor!! Your seat is too far back! The exhaust fumes are spraying right in my face!"

"...Sorry, I forgot to consider that situation."

Ornn coughed lightly and said, "Radiance, move to the left and I'll extend the exhaust pipe."

"extend?"

Shiny and obediently squeezed to the left, shaking her head and saying, "My benefactor, although my family sells fitness equipment, my dad also knows a bit about motorcycles."

"This kind of motorcycle, which is obviously illegally modified, is a fixed device. How could you just extend it like that..."

Before the words were even finished, a blue light suddenly flashed on the exhaust pipe, and then, just like a device from "Hippocampus Girls," it extended 10 centimeters backward!

Inside the helmet, her brand-new, gleaming eyes seemed about to bulge out; her mouth was wide open, and her body involuntarily bent forward like a shrimp.

"No! My benefactor! You... Wow!! Don't suddenly speed up!!"

The four-wheeled motorcycle, which had undergone its third major modification, roared away from the Tokyo Racecourse and headed towards a somewhat expensive buffet restaurant in the city.

Chapter 93: 7% belongs to others, 3% is ours.

"Where's Oguri Hat?! Where did the winner of this Japanese derby go?! Didn't you go with them?!"

"I can't come!"

"I'm asking you, where are they?!"

"Tick-tock, tick-tock!"

Fumiko Otome looked anxiously at her subordinate carrying the camera. She pressed her temples and let out a long sigh, saying, "So many people, and we haven't even found a trace of them!?"

The subordinate said with a mournful face, "Boss, this really isn't our fault! Look, almost all the TV reporters who came to the scene are stuck here!"

"All the horse girls who participate in the winner's stage can only come out through this passage; they have nowhere else to go!"

Upon hearing this, Fumiko looked over and indeed, just as her subordinate had said, reporters from other television stations were also crowded around.

Seeing their longing and yearning expressions, even she, who had seen it all, couldn't help but feel a little scared.

If they really run into Oguri Hat later, won't these people rush up and bite him?

But just as her subordinates had predicted, after the winner's stage ended, the horse girls could only exit through this passage. Now, all the other horse girls had left, but the protagonist of this competition still hadn't appeared...

She looked up, her gaze sweeping along the aisle towards the people behind her, before settling on a familiar face with striking blond hair.

"Huh? Fujii Izumisuke? Why is he standing in that direction? Isn't that where the storage room is?"

Otsuka Shieko was a little puzzled. As his senior, she knew her junior's personality all too well. In such a once-in-a-lifetime competition, why wasn't he at the forefront? Instead, he was calmly slacking off.

And looking at the position behind him... that seems to be the outer wall behind the Tokyo Racecourse, right?

She quickly walked towards where the other person was standing, waving as she went and calling out, "Hey! Fujii-kun! What are you doing over there?"

Otomi Fumiko was only slightly curious at first, but as soon as Fujii Izumi saw her approach, a look of panic immediately appeared on his face.

"?"

Something's not right!

Why was he staying there? Was he covering for Oguri Hat and the others to escape?

Fumiko Otana immediately connected the dots with TBS's recent moves. She immediately recognized that the rumor that Oguri Hattori couldn't participate in the Japanese derby was the work of her junior. As one of the more authoritative radio stations in Japan, they wouldn't do something that could backfire on them for no reason!

The only reason TBS would do this is because they can gain greater benefits through this method!

"It's an exclusive interview right!?"

Fumiko Otana had already arrived beside Izumi Fujii. She looked at him in surprise and asked, "When did you make a deal with Oguri Hat's trainer?! You did it so quickly!?"

Fujii Izumi sighed, put his hands on his hips, and casually said, "Senior sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Can't understand?"

Fumiko Oto almost laughed out of anger. She said with a straight face, "Don't play dumb with me. I was wondering why I hadn't seen you all day. So you were in cahoots all along."

"Now that I've found out, my request isn't unreasonable. Let's stick to our old rule from when we were in university: a 30/70 split!"

Seeing that feigning ignorance was useless, Fujii Izumi could only ask, "30/70 split? What do you mean by 30/70 split?"

Yi Ming Shi Yuezi smiled slyly and said, "It's very simple. Just like writing a thesis back then, you are responsible for helping me with the topic selection, outline, literature review, literature citation, and the main body of the thesis. I will be responsible for the final review!"

As she spoke, she extended her right hand: "So you only need to give me 7% of the interview materials you have, and you can keep 3% for yourself!"

"This is too much!"

Fujii Izumi slapped away the clutches of his heartless senior sister. His eyes widened, and his eyeballs appeared even larger through his nearsighted glasses.

"You and your advisor oppressed me back then, and we're not even in school anymore! You still want to suppress me!"

"Hmph!! Keep dreaming!!"

Otome Yuuko waved her hand, then frowned and asked, "You really disagree?"

"disagree!"

"Since you won't listen to my polite offer, then I'll have to make you drink the penalty shot."

The female reporter pointed to the room behind Fujii Izumi and said, "I don't think they've completely left yet. If I were to get all the other TV station reporters to surround us now, could you hold them off by yourself?!"

"Well!"

Fujii Izumi gritted his teeth. Just as his senior had said, Orn and the others were still climbing through the window.

If he can't stop them here, he definitely won't be able to give an exclusive interview!

Otome Shizuko laughed like a fox. Only in front of her junior brother would she shed some of her pretense and reveal her true self.

"Hehe, hurry up, if you don't hand over the information, you might not even be able to keep 3% of the cases?"

"Hey, hand over the documents now!!"

Fujii Izumi swallowed hard. After a long internal struggle, he hesitated and asked, "If... if I really hand over 70% of the material, can you really give me the remaining 30%?"

"Pinch hey,"

Otome Shizuko smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes, as long as you hand over the materials, I will definitely save a copy for my junior brother."

"Hurry up, leave it to me!"

Fujii Izumi lowered his head, and the once bustling arena seemed to fall silent.

Otome Yutsuko wasn't in a hurry. Since her junior was still thinking, she'd let him think it over; nothing else was going to change anyway...

"Boom boom boom~~"

After a long silence, the roar of a motorcycle engine broke the silence.

A smile appeared on Fujii Izumisuke's face. He looked up and said, "Daga, danru (daga, kotowaru)!"

"Nani!?"

Before his senior sister could react further, Fujii Izumi immediately turned and ran.

As he ran, he shouted towards the parking lot, "Director Suzuki!! Help me—!!!"

At his shout, a brand-new white Mercedes-AMG immediately pulled up in front of Fujii Izumi.

The left door popped open instantly, and a slightly overweight, bald middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Izumi-suke, get in!"

At this moment, Fumiko Otana realized that Fujii Izumi had clearly been giving Oguri Hat time to evacuate!

But it was too late now. Fujii Izumi had already arrived at that place and even turned around to make a face at himself!

Watching the car speed away, Fumiko Oto clenched her fists.

"Heh heh, Fujii Izumi... just you wait until I catch you!!!"

Inside the car, Fujii Izumi touched his chest, breathing heavily.

The middle-aged man next to him raised an eyebrow: "Is it that tiring? I remember when you first started out, you were a tough guy who could carry a camera and run alongside the horse. Now you can't even do a 100-meter sprint?"

"Phew! Phew! Director, you've wronged me!"

Fujii Izumi took a sip of water, paused for a moment, and then said, "Besides, at that time, I could only carry the camera and run with the horse for about 50 meters at most. Who spread the rumor that I could carry that thing weighing dozens of kilograms and run with the horse?"

Director Suzuki remained silent, then coughed lightly and asked, "So? The trainer didn't lie to you, did he?"

Fujii Izumi patted the backpack behind him and laughed, "Don't worry, I've checked this batch of goods, they're very pure."

"Director, let me tell you, that trainer is really skilled. Not only did he take the photos for us, he even prepared the script."

"Next, we just need to edit it a little, and it'll be ready to use! The interview content covers everything from training to daily life. If we post it sparingly, we can keep it at the top of the charts for at least six weeks!!"

Director Suzuki nodded, and couldn't help but sigh, "This young man is indeed very capable, with good vision and ideas. This investment has definitely been profitable."

"Moreover, judging from this competition, it's clear that Oguri Hat hasn't reached her limit yet. To win first place in her first national competition is truly inspiring."

"If they continue training, perhaps... becoming a second emperor isn't impossible!"

Fujii Izumi was startled by his station manager's prediction and quickly asked, "Station manager? You're so confident in Oguri Hat?"

"Of course I'm confident. After all, isn't Ashio known for being slow in the Japanese horse racing world these days?"

Director Suzuki glanced at the rearview mirror and continued, "But now there's an anomaly, not one, but two."

"You mean that 'White Lightning' from the central government?!"

Fujii Izumisuke immediately realized what was happening. He calculated the time and said with some regret, "Ah! It's a pity that Oguri Hattori can't participate in the Takarazuka Memorial in a month. If she could participate, the duel between the two Ash-haired Pony Girls would surely be quite exciting!!"

Director Suzuki nodded and said, "It is indeed a pity, but perhaps the outcome of their match will be decided in October this year?"

"【Autumn Emperor's Gift】?"

In a training room in Central Tressen,

Komiya looked at the stalactite-haired horse girl who was doing push-ups to the side with a puzzled expression and asked curiously, "It's only the end of May, and you're already thinking about things five months from now?"

"Well, I was just saying, it really is a bit early,"

After finishing a set of push-ups, Lu Mao's horse girl sprang to her feet with a somersault, stretching her arm muscles as she said, "Little Miyayama, do you think we should go and get to know her if she comes to the Central Region?"

Komiyayama laughed and said, "It's rare to see you so eager to make new friends. Is it because we're both like tufts of hair?"

"Speaking of which, the last time you were so enthusiastic about meeting new friends was... ah!"

At this point, she suddenly remembered something and said somewhat awkwardly, "It's Super Little Bay... classmate, right?"