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

Orn raised an eyebrow; he hadn't expected the student council president to have jurisdiction over law enforcement agencies.

If that's the case, then all the girls need to do is ask the invincible student council president for help, and they can even mobilize the police to help them find the person? Wouldn't that mean the monk from before has already been arrested?!

Rudolph seemed oblivious to Orn's distraction, and continued, "The security personnel are mostly horse girls who have graduated from Treson, but because of this, all they can do is protect a small area near Central Treson."

"The safety of Tokyo... and even the whole of Japan is beyond their control."

A brief silence fell over the carriage. After traveling a short distance, Rudolf raised his hand and said, "Ah, we've now entered the city center."

"That building is the National Theatre. The entrance is at the back. Inside, there are two theaters, one large and one small. The most popular shows are puppet shows and Kabuki. Some large-scale performances can be very long, even up to three hours long."

"The ancient building complex behind it is the Imperial Palace, also known as Edo Castle, which is one of the few well-preserved ancient buildings in Tokyo,"

"The interior floor is all gravel, supposedly to prevent ninjas or assassins from sneaking up on us in the past, as you could easily hear the noise. However, I think this is a fabrication by later generations and is not very credible."

"South of Edo Castle is Hibiya Park, one of Tokyo's oldest parks. It used to be a royal training ground and also a private residence. There is a restaurant called Matsumoto-ro inside, which has been visited by many celebrities."

"Ah, that's Tokyo Tower, and northeast of Tokyo Tower is Tokyo Skytree, which is where the Skytree is located. You should be able to see it from Trainer Orn's window..."

Rudolph seemed to have transformed into a tour guide, launching into a long-winded introduction to the must-see attractions in Tokyo, while Orn remained silent, quietly listening.

Tokyo remains incredibly crowded even at night; it's past 11 p.m. and the city center is still packed with people.

Through the car window, Orn saw small groups of two or three people walking together on the street from time to time. Judging from their appearance, most of them were high school students and college students.

They strolled through the streets in the night, arms around each other, humming unknown tunes. Then, as if someone had told a joke, everyone burst into laughter.

The middle-aged people around me were much more composed. Or rather, they were more aware of what they needed right now.

The people moving through the streets walked quickly, heading straight for their destination; most eventually chose the narrow stairwell that led to what appeared to be a bar.

Looking out from the second-floor window of the izakaya, the crowd danced to the melodious music. Before long, some people, unable to hold their liquor, staggered downstairs, supported by elegantly dressed waiters. They curled up on the roadside like shrimp, letting the alcohol dissipate in their bodies.

People looked dazed, wildly raising their hands and scratching at the night sky, as if trying to pluck the stars down from the heavens.

The vehicle continued forward, and Rudolf's commentary had disappeared at some point, leaving only the dazzling lights reflecting off the car windows.

Bingo shouts echoed from the shops lining the street, neon lights shone through layers of glass, and the rhythmic clatter of marbles mingled with the cheers of the crowd.

A long queue formed at the redemption window. Most people leaving the store sighed in disappointment, but a few with delighted expressions joined the line. The ever-growing queue for redeeming prizes further encouraged those still struggling inside.

The sound of the marbles colliding became even louder.

The black sedan drove along Hibiya Avenue, then turned onto Chuo Avenue, and finally stopped at the entrance of Akihabara.

Orn didn't believe Rudolph was going to take him inside to buy some anime-related currency, so he remained silent, waiting to see what Rudolph would do.

But Rudolph didn't say anything; she simply rolled down the window, letting the noise of the street flood the car.

Some people seemed to be discussing SEGA's latest game, complaining about the rapid increase in game stats, leaving players frustrated. Others seemed to be talking about meeting a very attractive girl and successfully striking up a conversation. Some were bragging about winning big bets on a match. Still others were discussing amusing stories from school...

Among these sounds, Orn vaguely heard a very familiar voice—a voice he had heard almost everywhere in the school during his month at Central Tereson.

"This is... [The Legend of the Leaping Horse]?"

Orn couldn't help but turn to look at the president beside him. He analyzed, "Is it the broadcast of today's Takarazuka Memorial match? No, that's not right. I remember that Tamamo Cross sang a different song at the end, not this one?"

Rudolph nodded and said, "Yes, the 'Legend of the Leaping Horse' is usually only sung in the final victory of the third year of the horse's competition."

"But as a song that every female horse racer needs to learn, this song is widely spread, both in schools and in society, and has even reached the point where everyone knows it."

"President, what is this singing now...?"

Rudolf didn't answer, but simply gestured to the driver. The window on her side slowly rose, obscuring her face, while the window on Orn's side slowly lowered.

The car continued along the street and finally stopped a hundred meters from the source of the sound. Orn peered into the area and quickly spotted the people singing in the crowd.

They stood on what appeared to be a makeshift platform, freely displaying their dance moves and sweat. Under the lights behind them, the horse girls looked like elves that only appear in the dead of night, bringing a joyful atmosphere to those around them.

Hundreds of spectators surrounded the stage, holding light sticks and cheering loudly for the dancers in rhythm with the music.

To Orn's surprise, there were many elderly people with gray hair in the group of fans who came to support him. Some of them were even wearing formal attire, as if they had just come here after get off work.

As the song gradually came to an end, the idols on stage walked off the stage surrounded by their fans, and the crowd gradually lined up into several columns, entering the handshake session.

"Underground idols" is the name given to this type of performance group.

Looking at the idols in the distance, exchanging sweet smiles and nods with their fans, Rudolph continued, "Most of the members of these idol groups are 'horse girls' who can't compete, but the gene of wanting to fight and show themselves, ingrained deep within them, won't easily disappear, so they choose this path."

“There’s a girl at our school who wants to follow this idol model and pursue idol activities. Perhaps Trainer Orn has already met her.”

Orn nodded; he did know about it, but it was Fujimasa March who told him.

According to March, her roommate next door invited her to some kind of performance at the college, which involved a kind of pull-and-pull approach. Because she had recently joined the Central Committee and was quite busy, both she and New Glory declined the invitation.

"The URA Association initially strongly opposed this type of performance. There were no security personnel around, and the audience was a mixed bag, which was extremely unsafe."

"But in the end, they tacitly allowed this performance style to exist. Trainer Orn, can you guess why now?"

Ornn recalled the sights he had seen along the way, then looked at the group of people lined up neatly in four rows not far away, and a concrete guess formed in his mind.

He tentatively asked, "Is it because...the increase in these performances will actually make the public order more stable?"

Rudolph turned around in surprise, staring intently at the somewhat burly rookie trainer in front of her. She shook her head and smiled wryly, "You guessed right. This is indeed the main reason why the URA Association agreed to this form of performance."

"This is also why, after becoming the student council president, I vigorously promoted Uma Musume's spontaneous small-scale performances in various parts of Tokyo."

At this point, the student council president of Central Treson looked at Orn with a serious gaze and said in a deep voice, "Trainer Orn, before we got on the bus, I said that I would tell you my ideals, right?"

Seeing Ornn nod, Rudolf continued, "Initially, my idea was to create a world where all horse girls could be happy."

"But the longer I've been student council president, the more difficult it becomes to achieve this wish—to grant everyone the happiness they desire, even if the three goddesses were to appear in the world, it would be impossible."

Rudolph then changed the subject, saying, "However, while I cannot grant everyone the happiness they desire, I can strive to grant everyone a universal sense of happiness. For this, I hope to receive help from Trainer Orn."

Orn rubbed his index and middle fingers together and said, "This is a very grand vision, Chairman. Have you found a reliable method yet?"

"The specific methods for implementation already exist, and the execution of the underground idol project has provided a reliable basis for my theory,"

Seemingly entering his chairman mode, Rudolf now exudes an air of strategic mastery in his speech.

"The current social atmosphere is filled with hostility and conflict. Young people are stirred up by public opinion, middle-aged people are chasing thrills like zombies, and the elderly are seeking various forms of spiritual comfort."

"My method is very simple: to show the world how the female horses fight on the track and to convey that passionate emotion to everyone!"

"Legend has it that the horse spirits were once hidden in the mountains and forests. They could convey happiness and joy to people through their dances and songs, and what we need to do is actually similar to the story recorded in this legend,"

"Let our songs inspire them to yearn for a better life! Let our running spirit give them the courage to face the unknown future! Let our beautiful hearts help them find the faith to support themselves in these actions!"

"And to achieve this goal, I need another horse spirit capable of bearing the title of 'Emperor'! With her absolute strength, I will forge a new legend! At the same time, I will break the old shackles and ignite new hope in everyone's hearts!!"

Rudolph looked into Orn's eyes, one hand pressed to her chest, the other outstretched towards Orn, like an ancient daimyo extending a recruitment invitation to a renowned swordsman, or a European monarch offering an olive branch to a wandering hero.

The current president of the Central Student Union, the symbol of the next successor of the family, and the emperor of the arena, also extended an invitation to the talent she had her eye on.

"Trainer Orn, cooperate with me."

Chapter 135 Alliance

Looking at Rudolf's outstretched right hand, Orn fell into a long period of contemplation.

Although the girl in front of me is only seventeen years old, what she wants to do and her plans are more profound and logical than those of many adults.

Rudolph's words were indeed very persuasive. After all, in her speech, which resembled a recruitment drive for guards, she had promised to help her become the next horse girl to inherit the title of Emperor. This was an irresistible temptation for countless aspiring young trainers.

Having become a trainer, one naturally hopes that their name will be remembered in history, and that their contributions will leave a significant mark on the world of horse racing. This is the allure that strikes at the heart of the matter.

But Ornn didn't care about any of that. His original intention remained unchanged. He only wanted to enjoy running. Fame and achievements were things to consider later. At worst, he could support them after he retired. Why would he need their food?

As an efficiency-conscious craftsman, after listening to Rudolf's speech, Orn did not immediately express a negative or positive attitude, but instead first considered the feasibility of the method.

Making everyone happy is an impossible task.

Unless the Human Completion Project is implemented, turning everyone into orange juice, this remains an impossible ultimate fantasy without a unified standard for defining "happiness."

Rudolph clearly realized this after becoming student council president, because everyone's definition of happiness is different, and even if Rudolph were given unlimited resources, she could not fully satisfy everyone's pursuit of happiness.

So, as she herself said, she gave up and instead began to pursue a path that would allow everyone to achieve relative happiness, and she did indeed find a way.

Since we cannot bring happiness to everyone through external help, let us plant the seeds of hope deep within their hearts, enabling them to achieve their own happiness through their own hands and actions.

If this were Orn's previous life, he would have scorned such a far-fetched idea. After all, planting hope in people's hearts—such a mysterious and elusive thing—besides using a thought imprint or activating a mental beacon, Orn couldn't think of any other way to achieve this effect.

But things are different now. Perhaps this world is indeed protected by the legendary goddess, and the horse girls' figures and emotions can indeed resonate with people more easily, which is strongly evidenced in many places.

Whether it's a fighter who suffers multiple fractures on the field yet remains steadfast, a perseverer who faces repeated defeats but never gives up, or a king who sweeps across an era, bringing victory to the people with invincible prowess,

People find motivation to keep moving forward in their dazzling figures, and they bring this kindness into their work and lives, just like the fans who spontaneously maintained order in Akihabara.

Perhaps, this is the best gift that Ma Niang has brought to the world.

"call........"

With a long sigh, Ornn exhaled the stale air from his lungs.

He asked, "President, why me?"

“In Central Treson, there must be many better options than me, like Okino-senpai, or your trainer Tojo-senpai, Chairman. I believe that as long as you tell them your needs, these seniors will do their best to help you.”

"But why, why did you choose me?"

Rudolph withdrew her outstretched right hand and replied, "Because you are a newcomer, Trainer Orn."

“I’m not mocking you, but because of your position, you must understand what this means.”

Orn sighed, puzzled. "That only explains why you didn't choose Minami-senpai or Okino-senpai, but what about Tojo-senpai? She's always been on your side, so why didn't you choose her?"

"It's still for that reason, Orn, because you're a newcomer."

Rudolf continued, “People are more eager to see a newly rising star than the stars that are already shining in the night sky, and if that star shines brighter than the previous ones, people can draw more inspiration from it.”

"This doesn't mean I'll give up on the other dim stars, but relatively speaking, a star that can rival the sun is better able to propel my dream to fruition."

At this point, Rudolf symbolically raised one finger: "Of course, there's another important factor: although that person has gone to Europe, what he left behind still hinders me."

“He still has spies in the academy, the family, and even the URA Association. Until these spies are completely eradicated, there are many things I cannot directly intervene in.”

"And the matriarch of the symbolic family... still hasn't given up on him; that old woman still wants to observe him more."

Orn picked up the conversation and asked, "Can you observe whether my ability can win the Japan Cup?"

Rudolf nodded and affirmed, "Yes, she must be thinking that way. I know her too well. She's the kind of person who won't act until she sees a clear advantage, just like the president of the URA Association. She won't make a move unless she's absolutely certain of victory."

The president paused, deciding that there was no need to delve any further; she believed Orn already understood the implications.

So she reached out her hand again and said, "Orn, would you like to form an alliance with me?"

"Of course, there's no problem. However, before the final handshake, there are a few things I need to confirm,"

Orn looked at Rudolph and said, "First of all, President, I will not allow my team to fix matches."

Rudolf was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded, saying, "Of course. Only by giving it your all in every race can you achieve the best results. There would be no match-fixing; that would be an insult to the horses."

"Okay, so the first problem is solved. The second thing I want to confirm is, President, I once heard from students in the academy that you also strongly encourage the girls to perform impromptu shows outside of school, right?"

"Yes, as you said, I have indeed been advocating for such activities,"

"But for some reason, the events went quite smoothly at first, but now students are much less willing to organize them on their own..."

"President, do you students receive any compensation for these activities?"

"Well... no, the student council's funds are indeed limited recently, and I'm afraid we won't be able to allocate any extra funds before the next quarter."

Orn pointed to his head and said, "No, these rewards don't necessarily have to be paid in the form of money and goods. They can be given in other ways as well."

"As long as students feel that their efforts are meaningful, they will actively participate in the activities even without material rewards."

Rudolf glanced at Orn, then nodded thoughtfully.

Orn continued, "Okay, so the second issue is settled. Now for the last one, which you could also call my bottom line as a trainer."

"I won't force my partner to participate in a competition she doesn't want to participate in, President. I wonder if you can agree with my point of view?"

Rudolf chuckled and said, "Of course there is no problem. Whether or not to participate in the competition ultimately depends on the individual's own wishes. I will certainly not do anything to force them. Everything is based on the individual's opinion."

Orn laughed, extended his right hand, and shook hands with Rudolf's symbolic right hand.

"Since the president has made such a resolute promise, I have no further doubts,"

"President Rudolf, I hope we can cooperate happily in the future."

"Hehe, Orn trainer, it's a pleasure to work with you."

Chapter 136 Central Tressen Security Department

The car stopped not far from the south gate of Central Tressen, and then slowly drove towards the east gate.