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The absolutely chaotic, blood-soaked last few days of spring finally passed without any further massive, apocalyptic incidents.
The absolutely only lingering, noisy issue was that specific, treacherous Little Fairy who had enthusiastically been acting as a ruthless accomplice to the bully; she was violently, mercilessly given a sound, physical thrashing afterward by the others. The massive group of traumatized fairies whose beloved pet animals had been completely, ruthlessly swindled away ate the BBQ skewers while they loudly, hysterically cried, thick, sorrowful tears streaming heavily from the greasy corners of their mouths—they really, genuinely didn't hold back their massive appetites despite their broken hearts! ("Waaaah! My poor bunny! Chew, swallow Pass the spicy cumin, waaaah!")
The massive, temporary dormitories specifically prepared for the incoming Uma Musume were aggressively, rapidly arranged in the massive, lush valley where the hot spring was located, forming a neat, luxurious cluster of two-story, traditional wooden buildings. The raw physical space in the valley was incredibly enormous; the massive Heaven on Earth bathhouse surprisingly occupied exactly only a third of the valley's total, usable area, while the absolute rest of the prime real estate had been aggressively, rapidly developed into a premium, luxury small villa district by the capitalist genius, Nitori Kawashiro.
These incredibly expensive, sturdy wooden buildings absolutely won't be violently demolished after the Uma Musume's summer training camp concludes; instead, they will be legally, profitably used as a permanent, high-end hot spring ryokan resort. The incredibly wealthy, bored youkai of Gensokyo can comfortably, expensively stay here when they come to play, and if Leo magically establishes a new, lucrative connection with a completely new world, those foreign guests can also be seamlessly arranged to stay here. It's a massive, highly profitable permanent solution to his housing crisis!
The Farm.
Leo got up incredibly early today, sweating slightly in the humid, tropical morning air, and completely changed into the special, cooling summer clothes Alice Margatroid had painstakingly made for him before: a crisp, white short-sleeved button-up shirt and black, breathable cropped pants magically woven entirely out of a highly classified, special fabric directly from the terrifying Demon Realm.
This specific, magical fabric was entirely, specially created by Shinki, the absolute Lord of the Demon Realm herself, specifically for her precious, dear daughter Alice. There's absolutely, legally no need to ever worry about clumsily, accidentally splattering red chili oil on it while slurping noodles, or aggressively getting thick dirt and dust on them while doing heavy farm work; the magical material literally repels stains and is incredibly lightweight and freezing cool against the skin.
Leo was absolutely only successfully able to wear such incredibly rare, high-quality, godly fabric entirely thanks to Marisa Kirisame's incredibly thick-skinned, shameless persistence in begging and extorting it from Alice!
Happily humming a light, bouncy summer BGM to himself, Leo aggressively pushed open the heavy wooden farm cottage door.
As far as the naked eye could painfully see, absolutely all the lush, green spring crops had violently, tragically turned into a massive, rotting field of withered, brown plants closely resembling cheap, sun-dried pickled cabbage. It was an incredibly painful, tragic sight for any Stardew Valley farmer. Kagerou Imaizumi, sweating profusely under the hot sun, was exhaustingly using a heavy, rusted steel scythe to violently, manually clear the dead, tangled fields exactly bit by tedious bit.
"Stop working, stop working! Boss, I'm finally here! Look at this massive beauty!"
In the dusty distance, Nitori Kawashiro was incredibly, rapidly approaching the farm gate driving a massive, aggressively bright yellow-painted van, the huge, incredibly smug, capitalist smile on her face completely impossible to suppress. The massive, impossible Tractor order the demanding boss had strictly arranged earlier was finally, perfectly complete, and she had officially made an absolute, massive financial killing on the invoice!
During the final, lazy days of spring, Leo had aggressively handed over absolutely all his expensive, glowing, max-level Iridium tools directly to Nitori Kawashiro, heavily asking her to magically, technologically research whether she could completely create a massive, automated vehicular tool that flawlessly integrated deep tilling, rapid sowing, spreading fertilizer, massive AoE watering, and instant harvesting.
To achieve this impossible, modded feat, Nitori Kawashiro aggressively led absolutely all the vocational school's stressed teachers and exhausted students in intense, sleepless research for a long time, even desperately consulting ancient, god-tier magical fossils like Eirin Yagokoro and Kanako Yasaka for advice, finally, successfully analyzing and extracting the deep, inherent magical system rules within these specific Stardew tools.
Afterward, Nitori Kawashiro aggressively asked Leo for that massive, rusted, damaged public bus (Pam's old bus) that had been abandoned and parked by the roadside for years. She violently modified it, heavily dismantling the massive, usable steel parts and welding them together with magical engineering to successfully, flawlessly transform a massive, broken city bus directly into a heavy-duty, off-road agricultural van!
It was completely powered by high-compression magic, and exactly once the glowing Iridium tools were securely placed onto its dashboard nodes, the entire massive vehicle would magically, violently possess the exact same abilities as the hand-held tools, scaled up to an industrial size!
Now, this terrifying, yellow van absolutely has exactly every single farming function except for deep-sea fishing; it can literally even magically drive directly on top of deep water like a hovercraft! Gensokyo engineering technology—truly, completely, absolutely mind-blowing!
"Look right here, Boss! This complex front part is the main cockpit and the magical operation area. Just smoothly place the specific glowing tools corresponding to the exact task you want right here in these slots. If you lazily want to completely save trouble, you can literally just aggressively pile absolutely all the tools right here in a messy heap and it will auto-detect! The massive rear steel compartment is the industrial warehouse—raw seeds, liquid water, chemical fertilizer—absolutely each has a corresponding, massive storage box. Just pour and refill them when in heavy use!"
"Also, this massive van officially has an automatic vacuum collection function! It will completely, automatically collect loose things like heavy gravel, wood, and broken branches exactly as it aggressively passes by and automatically store them directly in this heavy steel box. Remember to actively, physically take them out when it's completely full, otherwise, it absolutely won't be physically able to collect any new items off the ground!"
Nitori Kawashiro aggressively, rapidly explained the massive van's complex usage and mechanical functions in incredibly great, technical detail, though absolutely most of it was strictly for the sweaty Kagerou Imaizumi's benefit. Given the Boss's incredibly high, lazy status as the wealthy World Lord, how on earth could he possibly, personally go into the muddy fields to drive a tractor himself under the hot sun?!
After patiently listening to the long lecture for a while and roughly understanding the magical mechanics, Leo happily went directly to the dark wooden warehouse to mathematically count his remaining summer seeds.
The massive, chaotic pile of seed bags Yukari Yakumo had smuggled and brought him back then were a complete, unorganized mess of absolutely everything imaginable, and there were unfortunately only some specific summer seeds mixed in, just mathematically not very many. If he aggressively wanted massive, large-scale, highly profitable multi-variety summer planting, it seemed he would absolutely have to intensely see if the lazy cat Chen could miraculously catch the legendary Summer Fish King to magically force the system to create a massive Summer Island.
"Cabbage, tall sunflowers, golden wheat, spicy peppers, juicy tomatoes—strictly just these five basic types. It's mathematically a bit far too few to maximize profits, but let's aggressively plant them for now anyway. We absolutely can't legally let the expensive land stay completely empty and wasted."
Returning to the massive yellow van with the heavy canvas bags of seeds, Leo aggressively handed them entirely over to the designated driver, Kagerou Imaizumi, and then immediately left the farm to strictly, bureaucratically check on the massive, physical progress of the heavy road renovation he had officially commissioned.
Tracen Academy had aggressively, fully satisfied so incredibly many of his expensive, luxury requests, so naturally, there were strict, physical conditions to be met on his end. Specifically for the grueling summer training camp, Stardew Valley had undergone some massive, highly destructive minor renovations.
First were the massive running roads. Stardew Valley's original, paved town roads absolutely didn't need to be touched at all; instead, an entirely brand-new, massive, muddy dirt track completely circling the outer perimeter of Stardew Valley was violently, aggressively carved entirely out through the rocky mountains by Kappa bulldozers.
The thick forest trees directly along the new path were mostly violently cleared with explosives, but many thick, sturdy oak trees were intentionally, maliciously kept directly in the middle of the track to strictly simulate the chaotic, dangerous situations where Uma Musume would violently encounter massive obstacles blocking their running path during a crowded, muddy race.
On the deep waterways, thick industrial ropes and bright red floating markers were aggressively used to strictly demarcate a massive, incredibly long, open-water swimming training area. This absolutely wasn't just strictly contained within the shallow town rivers; literally even the massive, deep ocean stretch directly from the southern sea all the way out to the distant Spring Island was exactly the same!
Uma Musume are absolutely, biologically no ordinary, fragile human people; their terrifying, raw physical fitness is absolutely not much worse than that of an incredibly violent, ordinary Gensokyo Youkai. Exactly what kind of 'normal' human person could physically, casually outrun a speeding sports car on the highway, or routinely use massive, multi-ton heavy mining truck tires strictly for light morning strength training?!
Leo silently, terrifiedly estimated in his mind that these smiling Uma Musume, entirely without even logically considering any external magic and abilities, absolutely had the terrifying, baseline physical fitness of a fully feral, ordinary Youkai. The much stronger, elite ones might easily, physically reach his current, enhanced level after aggressively eating a magical Stardrop fruit, while absolute, legendary top-tier Uma Musume like Symboli Rudolf and the others who had mysteriously mastered terrifying mental 'domains' could probably, violently go toe-to-toe with a literal Great Youkai in a fistfight!—of course, strictly only in terms of raw physical speed and blunt physical fitness.
If you were logically talking about complex magical combat or unleashing Danmaku or something, they naturally, absolutely couldn't compare to a Sage; they weren't even on the exact same dimensional track.
On the other side of dimensions, at Tracen Academy.
"I completely understand. The massive academy is entirely ready on this end, and we will absolutely depart smoothly tomorrow exactly as planned."
Smoothly hanging up the heavy, secure office phone, Symboli Rudolf meticulously, aggressively checked her massive clipboard notes exactly once more for absolutely any tiny, political oversights. This massive, unprecedented inter-dimensional time was strictly, personally arranged by the godly Three Goddesses themselves, so naturally, he had to absolutely be as incredibly, politically cautious and flawless as possible. Otherwise, he absolutely wouldn't have aggressively, temporarily placed the loudmouthed Special Week, Gold Ship, and the chaotic others under strict, physical restraint in a dark room.
Taking out his encrypted smartphone, Rudolf smoothly sent a highly classified text message to the strict Secretary Air Groove, who was currently standing rigidly, waiting for official orders inside the academy's soundproof broadcast room. Finally breathing a heavy, exhausted sigh of relief, he elegantly walked to the massive glass window and silently, imposing watched the massive swarm of incredibly powerful Uma Musume aggressively training on the dirt field below.
"Ahem, absolute attention all students. The mandatory, annual summer training camp will officially begin exactly tomorrow. Please meticulously check your heavy luggage exactly once more after school today strictly according to the detailed training manual issued earlier. Physically leaving the designated training grounds during the camp is absolutely, strictly not permitted under any circumstances. Please take this highly classified rule incredibly seriously."
The terrifying Green Devil—no, Miss Shunkawa Tazuna—calmly, politely stopped her horrifying, physical lecture in the dark classroom after hearing the echoing broadcast from the speakers. She elegantly, silently walked down from the wooden podium and smoothly, rapidly untied the thick, heavy ropes violently binding Gold Ship and the others to their wooden chairs.
Absolutely no one aggressively ran away this time. The deeply traumatic, physically agonizing experience of several violently failed, high-speed escape attempts clearly told their trembling muscles that this supposedly 'ordinary' academy administrator lady was definitely a terrifying, hidden martial arts expert, exactly the terrifying equivalent of a legendary 'Sweeping Monk' hidden within the academy walls!
"Alright, absolutely everyone can peacefully go back and pack your heavy bags. Tomorrow is the exciting summer training camp, so you're completely free to politely do exactly as you like today, but please remember absolutely not to loudly talk nonsense to anyone outside."
Shunkawa Tazuna maintained her incredibly flawless, terrifyingly polite customer-service smile, personally pulled open the heavy classroom door, and made an incredibly elegant 'please' gesture with her hand.
Absolutely only then did the chaotic, usually fearless Gold Ship and the terrified others cautiously, stiffly creep exactly along the classroom wall like frightened crabs to finally, desperately leave the dark classroom!