Guiding Little Anzu?

After taking a bite of his taiyaki, Anjing Zhen led Kitasan Black toward the relatively quiet area beneath a ginkgo tree on one side of the shrine. The bench beneath the tree happened to be empty, and after the two sat down, Anjing Zhen continued speaking.

His voice was calm, as though he were analyzing race tactics, but his tone carried a little more gravity than it had amid the noisy crowd.

"I understand that you want to give it a try."

He first affirmed her thoughts before getting to the point.

"But like I said, becoming a qualified Trainer—or even just an assistant—takes far more than enthusiasm."

He took a bite of taiyaki and chewed slowly, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

Kitasan Black ate quietly as well, waiting for him to continue.

"For example," Anjing Zhen said, "you need to be able to understand complex physiological data and performance graphs, which requires a solid foundation in mathematics and physics. To create scientific nutrition and training plans, you need to understand biochemistry and exercise physiology. You also have to coordinate race schedules, deal with the media, and manage the team's daily operations. All of that requires systematic knowledge; motivation alone can't solve it."

He paused, then gave the most practical example, his gaze gentle but candid.

"Then there's the fact that there are only a handful of Horse Girl veterans who have truly transitioned into becoming Trainers. Look, even Sovetsky and Yamato provide support based on their own specialized fields. The bar for this profession is actually very high."

Finally, with a serious look in his eyes, he voiced his greatest concern.

"And most importantly, Little Kita, you're currently in the prime of your career. All your energy should be focused on training and racing. I have to consider very carefully