"Optimization?"
Realizing it really was because of the race, Aoba Recall's eyes lit up as she pressed, "How do you optimize it?"
Then she rubbed her chin, deep in thought.
"I feel like... Little Kita should have performed really well today, right?
"Oh, right, that's just my feeling. I used to run sprints and miles, and I've only done middle distances a little, so you don't need to care about what I think."
When they had only met once before, Anjing Zhen had already felt that this Horse Girl had a very straightforward personality.
Now, hearing her speak so bluntly, he smiled unconsciously and nodded without hiding anything.
"I think Little Kita performed well too.
"In my view, the preparations for the Kikuka Sho are more or less complete. Over the next week, we just need to proceed step by step with some intensive training.
"But if there's room for improvement, we definitely can't miss it.
"For example, her explosive power out of the Start Gate, and her reaction time."
This was something Anjing Zhen had been considering since earlier—since the morning, even.
From their side-by-side runs, he could tell that even at the same level, there were differences in explosiveness, and differences in strength.
Kitasan Black was outstanding in this regard among Horse Girls, but setting aside distance adaptability for now, there was still an intuitively noticeable gap between her and Sakura King when it came to the Start Gate.
The gap was not large—perhaps only a hair's breadth—but it was rather obvious in the data.
In the follow-up side-by-side training, they used all kinds of professional equipment. The calculations showed that Kitasan Black was indeed a few percentage points below Sakura King in certain metrics.
Take reaction time, for instance. Kitasan Black was already above average now, ten