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The small, bushy-haired horse swayed for a moment, then froze completely.

She glanced at the Japanese derby match replay on the TV beside her and said hesitantly, "No... I don't think Oguri Hat is that kind of person, right?"

"Although there are no interviews with her, no publicity for her, and even her personal information is basically unavailable..."

The horse girl with the reeds spoke softer and softer until she finally fell silent.

After hesitating for a long time, she whispered, "Kojima, I think it's best if we get to know each other through the competition! Let's not contact each other privately!"

"Huh? But according to Chairman Rudolf, they are indeed about to enter the Central Committee. They're all classmates from the same school, wouldn't it be a bit... to not visit them?"

The horse girl with the reed-haired coat showed a rare look of fear, as if recalling some unpleasant events.

She shook her head and said, "No! Believe me! Komiyama! I swear on the honor of the Tamamo Cross! This method is the best way to communicate!!"

"Once she and her trainer enroll, we'll have a practice match with them!! That way we can avoid danger and also convey our fighting spirit!!"

Komiya sighed and said, "Alright, since you put it that way, then we'll do as you say."

"Prepare well, there's a big G1 tournament waiting for you in a month."

Tamamo Cross patted her chest and smiled confidently, "No problem!! We can definitely take it down!!"

"Because I'm the [White Lightning] who won six consecutive championships!!!"

Chapter 94 Farewell, all my Kasamatsu friends

Three days after the Japanese derby ended, Kasamatsu Tresen.

Shibasaki put down his newspaper, glancing at the articles that filled the space before him: "Why is Oguri Hat a God?", "Kasamatsu, the Best Place in Theresien?!", and "Fujii Izumi's Top-Secret Exclusive Private Interview! Oguri Hat's Training is Actually...", and couldn't help but sigh.

He tossed the newspaper onto the table, looked at the young man sitting in the office, and asked, "So, you've come here to say goodbye?"

Ornn nodded: "Yes, we've come to say goodbye."

"The emperor in the central government sent me a text message. I estimate that the news of Dolan's team's relocation will be published in the next day or two."

Shibasaki sighed again, and a brief silence fell over the office.

"Although I knew this day would come, I didn't expect it to come so soon,"

"Trainer Orn, in the very last moment, can you tell me... your origins? You're really not some illegitimate child from a powerful family?"

Looking at the somewhat gossipy Shibasaki in front of him, Orn thought for a moment and replied, "No, I'm not some illegitimate child from a powerful family. I'm just an ordinary person."

"To be precise, I should be considered an unnamed blacksmith apprentice and a rookie trainer who has only been in the business for three months, right?"

"A new trainer?"

Shibasaki's tense face suddenly relaxed into a smile. He shook his head and sighed, "If you consider this a rookie trainer, then we old guys might as well just retire!"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look out the window.

Kitahara was not in his office at the time; he was explaining the history of the school buildings to Oguri and the other two with great care.

"Come to think of it, Kitahara might actually have a good learning ability,"

Watching Kitahara talking animatedly on the playground, Shibasaki said, "Even before he got in through connections, his reputation had already spread throughout the pinball shops in Kasamatsu, and he even had the nickname 'Pinball Master'."

"Later, he joined Kasamatsu Tressen. His learning speed was still quite fast. Although he hadn't coached many horses, he could basically help them win in low to mid-level races, so at least they would have a place to go after graduating from Tressen."

"After graduation, whether you start a small business or become a corporate slave, at least you'll have some savings to save your life and avoid ending up in prostitution."

"And he knows many secrets that even I, who has been a trainer for ten years longer than him, don't know, such as why there is a pine tree in the northeast corner of our school, why our school keeps black cats, why our school is oriented north-south, and why the west gate has never been opened..."

A rare smile appeared on Shibasaki's face. He continued, "He knows far more about these kinds of strange tales and legends than I, his senior, do. I really don't know where he found them."

Orn listened quietly, without interrupting Shibasaki's almost soliloquy.

"You might not believe it, but I used to be a teaching assistant at the central government,"

Shibasaki looked out the window, seemingly reminiscing about the past.

"However, I only worked at the central office for less than two years before I didn't want to continue. At that time, Rudolf Symbol had not yet won its first championship, and the current principal, Treson, had only been in office for a year, and his position was very unstable."

"During that period, the school was purged, and various board member families wanted to infiltrate it. Almost everyone in my cohort chose their own side and took their own stance,"

"I'm a bit timid, so I just quit my job and ran away."

Orn nodded and said, "A wise choice. If I'm not mistaken, all the trainers from Shibasaki's generation have probably disappeared by now, right?"

Shibasaki smiled and nodded, saying, "Don't make it sound so scary. They simply chose not to continue as trainers."

"After all, no one expected that the 'Empress' would suddenly appear and, after officially becoming the student council president, immediately turn around and fight with her trainer."

"It was only after that that the horse racing world finally returned to some peace,"

"The Japanese government finally became willing to get things done and stopped just bowing and scraping, which finally cleaned up all the chaos."

Orn listened quietly. This kind of history wasn't something you could find online. Aside from those who experienced it firsthand, the outside world basically only knew that Rudolf symbolized a feud with Morita Itsuki, but the specific reasons were completely unknown.

"Having said all that, Orn, I just wanted to remind you of one thing,"

Shibasaki stared intently at Orn, pondering for a long time before finally speaking as a senior: "Tokyo... is completely different from Kasamatsu."

"It's not all prosperity and glamour there; there are also potential dangers. If a powerful family suddenly tries to curry favor with you or asks you to sign any contracts, be sure to refuse. Those are traps that will devour you without spitting out the bones. Be careful."

"Your so-called 'Trainer's Manual'... contains incorrect information about exclusivity. The less exclusivity, the better. Remember that."

After much deliberation, Shibasaki ultimately decided to meddle, both out of a sense of responsibility as a senior colleague and because he didn't want this young man to follow in the footsteps of his former colleagues.

It's not so easy to take advantage of a large family.

Ornn nodded seriously. Although he still didn't quite understand what this so-called exclusive power was, he still remembered the sincere advice from his senior.

"Shibasaki-senpai, I've got it."

Seemingly having finally spoken his mind, Shibasaki's face broke into a knowing smile.

He reached out and picked up a slightly crudely made rag doll from the table, saying, "I don't have any farewell gift, so I'll give you this little doll made by Ace."

Orn took the doll. Although the doll was somewhat crudely made and the materials used were very ordinary, one could feel the maker's care.

He asked with a smile, "This thing was made for you by Noren Ace herself, right? You just gave it to me like that? Aren't you worried she'll come after you for it?"

Shibasaki immediately adopted a macho demeanor, pulling out a cigarette, lighting it with flair, and taking a deep drag before saying, "What does this little girl know? I'm her trainer!"

"I said I'd give it away, so I did! How can a trainer be without some authority?!"

Orn glanced furtively in the direction of the office door, then gave a thumbs-up and exclaimed, "As expected of Shibasaki-senpai! He's got guts! He's got real manliness!!"

"That is!!"

Shibasaki exhaled a smoke ring, completely unaware of the approaching danger, and continued, "Just take it if your senior gives it to you! What are you afraid of? She's still in class, it's not like she could..."

Suddenly, a slender, jade-like hand appeared above Shibasaki's head. Then, the hand suddenly opened wide and forcefully covered his head. The immense grip forced Shibasaki to stand up. He struggled and cried out, "Ugh! I was wrong, I was wrong, Ace, have mercy on me... You... why is your grip stronger again?!"

Noren, the ace, emerged from the shadows, a forced smile on her face as she snapped, "Shibasaki! How many times have I told you! Don't smoke! Do you want to be diagnosed with lung cancer?!"

"How long ago was your last medical checkup?! Are you ignoring everything I say?!"

Shibasaki quickly shoved the cigarette butt into the ashtray, then raised his hands and begged, "No! No! Please forgive me! I won't do it again!"

Orn also smiled and advised, "Shibasaki-senpai is just taking a break from his busy schedule to relax with a cigarette, don't be so strict."

He waved the doll in his hand and asked, "If this doll is very important, then I'll return it to Shibasaki-senpai."

Noren Ace released her right hand, looked at the doll in Orn's hand, and sighed.

"No need, please take it. Consider this a farewell gift from Shibasaki and me."

"It's strange, even though I've only known Oguri and the others for less than half a year, I'm already a little reluctant to see them leave..."

Noren, the ace, tossed her hair with her hand, then turned her head away and said, "After you leave, you'd better lead them to continue winning! I don't want to see you slinking back from the gates of Kasamatsu Tressen."

Orn nodded, put away the doll, and walked towards the door.

"It's about time. Noren Ace, Shibasaki-senpai, I'll go down and tell them to get ready to leave."

Shibasaki closed his eyes and waved his hand, saying, "Go on, I'll be more at ease without you. Otherwise, the old headmaster will start comparing us to you, this genius, again."

"Just like the word you taught me, 'laid-off,' I started lazing around after you left!"

Orn smiled and waved, then turned and walked out of the office.

Before leaving, he said, "Shibasaki-senpai, I left some things in the school's storage room. After Oguri and the others leave, you and Kitahara-senpai can go and take a look."

"Okay, I got it, let's go!"

Standing in his office, watching Orn embrace Kitahara goodbye on the playground, Shibasaki couldn't help but sigh again.

"After they leave, Kasamatsu will probably return to normal."

Noren Ace rubbed her eyes and laughed, "Shibasaki, don't you just like quiet? This is just what you want."

"Hehe...maybe."

The four people below waved to Shibasaki upstairs, then walked towards the gate of Kasamatsu Tressen, finally getting into the white van outside the school gate.

Shibasaki stood by the window, gazing until the vehicle disappeared into the far distance of his vision.

"Hey, Shibasaki, you're really missing out, aren't you? Oh? Ace, you skipped class again?"

Kitahara adjusted his baseball cap, and after seeing the four off on the playground, he returned to his office.

Shibasaki turned around and said, "Let's go. Orn told us to check out the equipment storage room before he left."

"And another one, Ace, if you keep skipping classes, you might fail your fourth subject this year. Go back to class!"

Noren blushed and said coquettishly, "Stop nagging! I know! I'm going back now!"

Kitahara and Shibasaki walked towards the equipment room. He asked, "Besides the two of us, do the other trainers not know that Orn and the others are leaving?"

Shibasaki nodded and said, "Yes, he didn't want others to know the news and have everyone come out to see him off; that would be too embarrassing."

"Just like he quietly came to Kasamatsu three months ago, he is leaving quietly now, which is also a perfect ending."

The two walked to the door of the equipment room. Kitahara took out his key and pushed open the creaking door...

"Huh!? Why is the door so quiet? Did someone change the hinges?"

Curious, Kitahara switched on the chandelier, and a series of silvery-white lights flashed in the pitch-black storage room, making him squint.

Once his eyes had adjusted to the light, he finally couldn't help but swear.

"Holy shit!! Holy shit!! Shibasaki!! Holy shit!! Holy shit!! Shibasaki!! Holy shit!!"

Kitahara pointed to the countless pieces of newly stacked equipment in the storage room, seemingly momentarily speechless, and began to gesticulate wildly.

Compared to Kitahara's excitement, Shibasaki was somewhat calmer, after all, he already knew about what Orn had been secretly doing.

He rubbed his eyes and laughed, "You brat, you pulled this trick on me again. Why are you getting all emotional?"

Shibasaki glanced at the list of items on the ground beside him, and a notebook stacked on top of it.

He reached for the notebook, glanced through it briefly, and then tossed it to Kitahara, who was hunched over the uncomfortable equipment.

"What Orn left for you is his summary of the Central Trainer Certification. Don't lose it!"

Kitahara quickly and carefully took the notebook. He glanced at it, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Holy shit!! Holy crap...."

Shibasaki threw a wad of cloth into Kitahara's mouth, shaking his head and saying, "Stop cursing, your vulgar language is really damaging to my image as Kasamatsu Tressen."

"Study hard, or you'll fail the exam next year or the year after. That would be really embarrassing."

After saying this, Shibasaki put his hands on his hips, looked at the brand-new equipment in the room, and shook his head with a smile.

"Heh, damn it, it's fucking amazing!"

"Damn it, Ornn, you absolutely have to lead your squad and make a name for yourselves in the Central Region!!"

Chapter 95 Central Therapeutic Asylum (Part 1)

"Guanghui, put away the snacks. March, you need to control her. Don't let her sneak some too. Xiaoli, hide your belly. I shouldn't have taken you guys to the buffet for lunch."

"Alright, let's get in the car, we should set off."

Orn sighed, put on his helmet, and climbed onto the oddly shaped tricycle.

Shining Radiance swallowed the food in her mouth, looked at the extremely rustic tricycle, and hesitated, "Benefactor, are we really going to ride this thing to Central Teresen? Isn't this a bit... too trendy?"

Orn turned around in confusion and asked, "Is there a problem?"

Seeing that the trainer was completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation, the newly radiant figure quickly waved his hand and said, "My benefactor!! This is our first time making an appearance in the Central District! Shouldn't we be dressed up in suits and ties before we go?!"

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