"Where should I start..."
As soon as they entered the room, Misuzu rubbed her hands together mysteriously, then her eyes lit up.
"Right! Here, here!"
As she spoke, she walked over to the storage cabinet, opened it, and took out a small storage box. After opening it, she pulled out several thick hardcover notebooks.
"These and the ones on the bookshelf are all Little Makoto's textbooks and notes from when he was in school. He worked so hard back then, often studying late into the night."
Hokubu Genkoma curiously leaned closer. Misuzu gently opened one of the heavy hardcover notebooks. The pages had yellowed slightly, but had been kept perfectly flat.
She quickly focused on the contents. The notebook was filled with neat, almost rigid handwriting. Every page was as orderly as a printed document.
One page had been clearly divided into several sections.
The main column on the right was densely filled with Uma Musume physiological index curves, training-load formulas, and nutritional ratio data.
The secondary column on the left extracted keywords in red ink, such as "methods for raising the anaerobic threshold" and "the lactic acid metabolism cycle."
The summary section at the bottom of the page contained several concise points written in blue ink, such as "the relationship between long-distance track gradients and stamina allocation."
Numerous symbols were interspersed among the charts. Judging roughly, the triangles probably represented key points, the wavy lines seemed to mark areas of uncertainty, and the arrows clearly linked related concepts.
Looking at the contents of the notebook, Hokubu Genkoma seemed to glimpse Yasui Makoto as a boy, frowning in thought beneath a desk lamp. Sometimes he wrote rapidly, sometimes he paused, and occasionally his eyes lit up when he thought of some crucial point.
That familiar look of intense concentration was