Conversely, not having enough explosive speed caused the same problem.
The race environment was quite complex, and there were very few suitable moments to accelerate.
If the timing was inappropriate, accelerating would take more time and energy, which would likewise waste stamina.
If the initial burst was insufficient, she had to find a way to make up for it afterward. Just like overexerting herself, that could cause her to miss out on victory.
However, Yasui Makoto was not worried about this problem.
It was not something that could be solved in a short time. All she could do was persist with the corresponding special training over the long term.
And just like with her sense of rhythm, Hokubu Genkoma had never stopped working on this.
It was just that she herself did not yet know that practicing those postures and gestures every morning, noon, and evening was making up for her weaknesses—and that it had already begun to show results without her realizing it.
Besides, analyzing and judging the situation, then giving instructions during a race that played to one's strengths and avoided one's weaknesses, was precisely the Trainer's responsibility.
Yasui Makoto already had sufficient confidence in this regard, and he had incorporated it into her training.
Likewise, the arrangements in this area were still unknown to the black-haired girl running alongside her senior on the track.
"Finish line! All right, this group's training is over. Take the time to rest. The next group will begin in five minutes!"
After running past the temporary finish line Yasui Makoto had set up, Hokubu Genkoma slowed down after hearing the order, adjusted her breathing, and turned to nod vigorously.
"Yes! Got it, Trainer!"
Then she bowed to Yamato Akagi and Vodka ahead of her.
"Thank you both for your hard work, seniors!"