Wait, who is Yasui really?

In the student council president's office at Tracen Academy, a computer sat on the desk.

The screen displayed a grand song and dance performance, featuring a black-haired Uma Musume singing her heart out on stage.

In front of the screen, staring intently at the singing girl, was a brown-haired Uma Musume with a playful demeanor, petite build, wearing non-prescription glasses, and a crescent-shaped white bang on her forehead.

When the black-haired Uma Musume finished her song and bowed, the brown-haired Uma Musume pushed up her glasses and chuckled softly.

"You've grown, Xiao Bei..."

Just then, the office door opened, and a figure with an elegant aura, long lavender hair, and long lavender ears walked in.

"Emperor, the schedule for the inspection rounds..."

The elegant figure trailed off, shaking her head with a wry smile.

"You're quietly imitating President Symboli Rudo again, aren't you, Emperor?"

In an instant, the brown-haired Uma Musume behind the desk, or rather, the current student council president of Central Tracen Academy, Tokai Teio, blushed and quickly took off her glasses.

"Hey! McQueen, didn't we agree you wouldn't laugh at that?"

"I'm not laughing, it's just... snicker..."

The Uma Musume called McQueen couldn't hold back and let out a laugh. She then waved her hand at Tokai Teio, whose face had turned even redder.

"Alright, there's no one else here, so you don't need to force that dignified image."

The Uma Musume named McQueen was the current vice president of the Academy's student council, her full name being Mejiro McQueen.

As Central Tracen, the industry's highest academy, managing the elite Uma Musume required undeniable underlying strength.

The previous president, Symboli Rudo, was one of the top Uma Musume, and Tokai Teio's career achievements were no less impressive after her.

Similarly, as the president's second-in-command, each vice president had never been ordinary.

The former vice president "Supercar" Maruzensky, the "King Beyond Common Sense" Chigiru Representative, and the current "Stage Actor of the Grasslands" Mejiro McQueen were all extremely top-tier Uma Musume.

Recently, Mejiro McQueen had been busy with external affairs and hadn't been at the Academy. She had only returned these past couple of days to assist Tokai Teio with the inspection arrangements.

"Alright, I get it."

Tokai Teio really cared about her image in the students' eyes.

Just as Hokubu Genkoma admired her, she had always viewed the former president Symboli Rudo as her idol.

During work, she would unconsciously imitate her idol, feeling that it made her look more dignified.

However, she also understood her friend's subtle suggestion: dignity wasn't something that could be built by simply wearing a pair of glasses.

So, she pouted like a child and, taking off her glasses, put on a serious expression and flipped the computer screen around.

"We'll talk about the inspection later. Take a look at this first."

A flicker of curiosity flashed in Mejiro McQueen's eyes as she walked to the desk.

"This is... today's winner's stage at the Tokyo Racecourse?"

"That's right. And then look at this."

After nodding, Tokai Teio walked to Mejiro McQueen's side and clicked the mouse a few times.

A race appeared on the screen.

Initially curious, Mejiro McQueen's gaze gradually became serious after watching for a while.

Two minutes later, she took the mouse from Tokai Teio's hand and quickly clicked around the screen.

"What a bold race strategy. It's been a while since I've seen an Uma Musume dare to run like this in their debut race.

"Which Trainer's Uma Musume is this?

"Nase?

"Kitahara?

"Or Ms. Tojo, or Kuronuma...

"...Wait, who is Yasui Makoto?"

Clicking on the race details and staring at the name "Yasui Makoto," she was stunned for a moment before suddenly realizing.

"He's that youngest Trainer in history, right? I remember now.

"But..."

She frowned slightly.

"If he's only 18, how can he have such seasoned experience?

"Treating a debut race, such an important match, as a training run... even some experienced Trainers wouldn't dare to do that.

"And the timing for the Uma Musume's acceleration was so clever...

"Who is his Uma Musume? She can't be a complete rookie, otherwise, how would she dare to agree to such a tactic?"

Hearing this, Tokai Teio quickly stole a smile before turning to a serious expression.

"Why don't you see for yourself? Here, it's written."

Afterward, she heard her friend's gasp and surprise as she'd hoped.

"Xiao Bei?! She's already debuted?! So soon?! And her first race was a victory?!"

"It's not that soon anymore, McQueen."

Tokai Teio chuckled and shook his head, then sighed with emotion.

"But speaking of which, it does seem quite fast.

"I often feel like it was just yesterday that the two of us finished that Spring Emperor's Prize race.

"Then, in the blink of an eye, I realized that the little ones who were watching us from the stands back then have all stepped onto the track now."

Mejiro McQueen nodded in agreement.

"The last time I saw Xiao Bei, I remember it was last year.

"The next time I heard about her was when you, Emperor, were looking for a Trainer for her.

"I never expected that in the blink of an eye, she'd not only have a contracted Trainer but also complete her debut race in such a bold manner.

"Time... really flies by."

Hearing this, Tokai Teio chatted with Mejiro McQueen for a while longer before returning to his senses and opening some videos on the computer.

"Let's get back to Xiao Bei. McQueen, take a look at these videos."

"Okay."

After nodding, Mejiro McQueen pulled over a chair and sat down.

Tokai Teio did the same. Once seated, the two Uma Musume focused on the videos playing on the screen.

The content of the videos was some training footage of Yasui Makoto and Hokubu Genkoma. Judging by the clarity, it was undoubtedly from school surveillance cameras.

A short while later.

"McQueen, have you noticed this Trainer...?"

Tokai Teio asked, pinching his chin as if he had something more to say.

Mejiro McQueen, also with his arms crossed and chin in his hand, nodded slightly.

"His training methods are completely different from ours here. Rather than a Japanese Trainer, it's more like..."

The two looked at each other and said in unison, "Almost the same as those in Europe and America."

Then, Tokai Teio said with some excitement, "You really do think the same as I do, McQueen."

"Of course. If you can see it, I can see it too."

Responding, Mejiro McQueen pondered, "You're interested in this Trainer's unique training philosophy, aren't you?"

"Yes. Both of us have experience competing against overseas opponents. I even won the Japan Cup, but..."

Tokai Teio smiled, then his tone turned a bit self-deprecating.

"After all these years, I'm increasingly finding that if I had to do it again... I really wouldn't dare say I could win."

Mejiro McQueen fell silent for a moment, then sighed.

"It can't be helped. That's just the gap between Japan and the rest of the world.

"And..."

She hesitated.

"After last year's Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe, Gold Ship, Ichi-ro-tsu, Vega, and the others were confident about challenging again.

"But the association took a conservative approach..."

"They've always been like that, ever since the President," Tokai Teio interrupted McQueen abruptly. He shrugged, spread his hands, and smiled wryly, looking at Yasui Makoto and Hokubu Genkoma on the screen.

"Whatever they do.

"Right now, I just hope that Xiao Bei and this Trainer Yasui...

"Can bring us something different."