After exchanging Tracen network contacts with Mizuno Sora and eagerly learning his name, Urara rushed off to deliver the Lucky Charm to Rice Shower.
Not long after Urara left, Mizuno received a system notification:
[Quest Completed—Apologize to Rice Shower.]
Quest Grade: E
Reward: None
Recommendations:
Ten minutes earlier, Haru Urara cheerfully hummed a tune, strolling back to her dorm from the teaching buildings.
Suddenly, a strange voice, neither distinctly male nor female, called out from nearby:
“Urara? Wow! A golden legend!”
Startled, Urara glanced around in confusion, but couldn't see anyone.
“Eh?” Urara tilted her head.
Did someone just call my name?
Just as she began to wonder if she’d imagined it, the peculiar voice spoke again...
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Rice Shower slowly approached the cafeteria entrance, her mood at rock bottom.
Just as she’d expected, the cafeteria was already mostly deserted.
Half the lights had been turned off. Uma Musume trickled out after finishing their meals, leaving Rice Shower as the only one heading in. Even the cafeteria aunties were starting to close up for the night.
There certainly wouldn’t be any of her favorite dishes left. With her luck, she might not even find anything edible.
...
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“Are you serious? Doing all this for a horse girl you don’t even know?!”
The God of Misfortune was seething with frustration.
She’d attached herself to Rice Shower since childhood and had never once seen Mizuno Sora before. Clearly, the two were strangers.
Yet this guy was risking everything just to chase her away from Rice Shower, going as far as rolling pathetically across the ground…
Was that even logical? Was this guy some hot-blooded idiot protagonist fr...
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“What the heck? God of Misfortune?”
Mizuno Sora had never believed in gods. Even after transmigrating into the world of Uma Musume, the most he could accept was the existence of the Three Goddesses blessing the horse girls. But what the hell was this God of Misfortune?
Case closed.
Rice Shower’s misfortune was clearly caused by some malicious entity cursing her.
“Ugh, what a pain…” Mizuno wiped away the blood trickling from his nose after those two...
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[Quest Completed—Apologize to Tokai Teio]
Quest Grade: E
Reward: None
Recommendations:
Remove the Doctor’s Outfit and let Tokai Teio see your true identity; this is a basic prerequisite for a sincere apology.
Add Tokai Teio as a friend and match your profile picture with hers—a photo of Symboli Rudolf.
Demonstrate your impending wealth of e...
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“Huh?” Tokai Teio tilted her head in confusion.
Thanks to Mejiro McQueen’s reminder, she noticed a Honey Special Drink had appeared next to her plate at some point. There was even a small note attached: “For Tokai Teio,” clearly indicating it was meant as a gift.
But she hadn’t seen anyone place it there…
Tokai Teio examined the mysterious drink closely.
The cup looked simpler and plainer than the ones sold in shops. It had no cute packaging or appealing ...
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“It's… It’s done!” Mizuno Sora raised the Honey Special Drink like it was the Holy Grail, his entire body trembling with excitement.
After 993 attempts, he finally made an S-rank Honey Special Drink!
The recipe for the S-rank drink was now deeply engraved into his brain. All he had to do next was make a regular-sized portion and give it to Tokai Teio, and the first apology mission would finally be completed!
Driven nearly mad by his experiments, Mizuno started laughi...
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As Elias followed Cynthia through the gate, he took in his surroundings, eyes tinged with nostalgia.
The small stream still quietly flowed through the garden, but the once vibrant flowerbeds had become overrun with weeds, neglected after years without care.
Every corner of the house bore traces of passing time.
“Welcome home,” Cynthia said softly, smiling gently. “Surprised? Modern Celestic Town is built right where you and Cogita once lived.”
Seeing Elias’s ...
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Though their time together had been brief, Elias had developed a genuine fondness for Mewtwo.
Despite appearing more mature than Mew, she was emotionally more like an insecure child.
But once she trusted someone, Mewtwo would behave just like a real cat—seeking closeness and attention.
Not seeing Mewtwo upon his return left Elias somewhat concerned.
By now, she should have already been fully developed and free from her cultivation chamber.
Upon hearing Elias’...
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“Elias.”
Ignoring Mew, who was still sprawled indignantly on the ground, Steven approached with a warm smile.
After all these years, he had never imagined he would see Elias again.
An unreal feeling washed over him.
He then noticed Zoroark clinging tightly to Elias’s arm and hesitated, wondering if perhaps he should give his friend a long-overdue hug as well.
Seeing Steven's hesitant look and his half-raised arms, Elias deliberately took two cautious steps ...
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Lance, Steven, Mew, and Latias stood in stunned silence, uncertain of what to do next.
The portal to the Distortion World had vanished, and Cynthia, their main ally, had disappeared shortly after charging inside.
Now, only they remained, along with the subdued members of Team Galactic.
“Mew...”
“What do we do now?”
Mew and Latias simultaneously turned toward Lance, questioning him urgently.
One primarily lived in Kanto, while the other had her home ...
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Elias approached Giratina along with his two Pokémon companions and Cynthia.
Giratina appeared completely unconscious, not reacting at all as they drew near.
Only when Elias and Cynthia stood beside its enormous head did they take a careful look at the fallen Renegade Pokémon.
Despite being knocked out, Giratina’s expression remained ferocious.
Its unconscious form still radiated an aura of savage hostility, even with its blood-red eyes tightly shut.
Seeing t...
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If she just kept moving forward, just took another step, held on a little longer…then she’d overcome death itself, remembered by everyone…
A little more.
...
Faster.
...
Faster...
...
Fa—?
Huh?
I… can’t speed up anymore.
Ah, so this is it. My life… has finally reached its end.
Twilight Song drifted hazily, clearly seeing the muddy ground beneath her. She must be kneeling now, collapsed i...
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Yet, Twilight Song was also rapidly adapting to the track.
Her lack of raw strength was indeed her greatest weakness, forcing the petite filly to expend far more effort navigating this muddy track at full speed.
Even more clearly than ever before, she was visibly struggling.
Yet anyone watching closely could see—
This was merely a minor inconvenience.
Because despite everything stacked against her, Twilight Song was still accelerating relentlessly.
The di...
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How do you seize the initiative from Twilight Song, who excels at lightning-fast starts?
How do you defeat an Uma Musume whose runaway tactics border on invincible?
How do you push your own advantages to their absolute limit, and clinch victory in a single strike?
At the exact moment before the race began, Dancing Brave had already enacted her plan. The instant the gates burst open, she revealed her hidden trump card.
She had fully embraced and extended Yaeno Muteki’...
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The entire world roared with a single voice. Even though Dancing Brave had claimed glory here before—even though, by all rights, Longchamp should be her home turf—
Right now, all that could be heard were cheers for Twilight Song. The former champion’s radiance was completely overshadowed, just as the sun’s brilliance vanished behind dark rain clouds, leaving no trace of its glow.
Yet Dancing Brave was utterly unaffected.
She merely raised her arms, embracing the stor...
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A brilliant flash of lightning sliced across the sky.
Twilight Song stood before the vast expanse of Longchamp Racecourse, breathing deeply.
This was the final race she'd ever compete in.
Although she’d announced she would participate in the Kikuka Sho, she knew deep down that there wasn't enough time left.
She could still joke that if she really wanted to run the Kikuka Sho, she’d probably have to wait until her next life.
Next life, huh…
Tw...
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How do you defeat an opponent?
Simple. Just three steps.
Put on your racing shoes, step onto the track, and defeat your rival. Sounds easy, right?
Of course, that was just a joke. In reality, it was never so simple. Yet, before every major race, Dancing Brave would recite this playful mantra to herself.
She always respected her opponents deeply, but before a battle, she preferred easing her nerves with humor.
Even so—even as the legendary Dancing Brave—her ha...
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The skies over Paris were always gloomy and shrouded in mist.
After spending a week here, Twilight Song understood this deeply.
How to put it?
Not once had Twilight Song seen the sun since arriving; occasional drizzles were the only weather changes she experienced.
But these things had little impact on her anyway.
Her routine since arriving in Paris was straightforward—head to the racecourse each day to familiarize herself with the track and maintain her regula...
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On October 8th, Twilight Song arrived in her beloved France.
Traveling alongside her was everyone from the Mejiro Estate.
But to Twilight Song’s surprise, as soon as she stepped off the plane, she spotted numerous Asian faces eagerly awaiting her arrival. Some of them even greeted her enthusiastically.
A few especially passionate fans immediately pulled out support banners.
It was only then that Twilight Song realized she’d underestimated her current influence.
...
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The pressure was intense. Dancing Brave's declaration to enter the battlefield had brought overwhelming stress upon Twilight Song—everyone in the Mejiro Estate could see it clearly.
But of course, only Mejiro Ardan noticed something more—perhaps because she viewed things from an entirely different perspective.
As an accomplice, she clearly understood why Twilight Song had been pushing herself even harder since returning from the St. Leger Stakes.
Perhaps that "one year ...
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The St. Leger Stakes.
As the final race of the British Triple Crown, it had borne witness to the birth of countless legends.
...
In September, at Doncaster Racecourse, Yorkshire.
Today, the crowd was enormous, astonishingly so—and the reason needed no explanation. Everyone was here to witness the dawn of a new legend.
And Twilight Song did not disappoint their expectations. Rather, there was no real possibility of an upset—
After all, the St. Leger Stak...
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“Damn it, he set me up!”
Standing awkwardly on the stage, Linda finally realized Linen’s earlier kindness had been completely fake. He’d used her as nothing more than a convenient tool.
Worse still, now that she was involved in the team match, the outcome would directly impact her own grades—making it impossible for her to surrender outright.
“I guess there’s no choice but to show my true abilities!”
Linda clenched her fists dramatically, flashing a con...
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After Elena's sudden outburst, the trio stopped arguing, but Linen unexpectedly became the focus of the class yet again.
Only now did the other students realize—no matter how intense their squabble had seemed, weren’t they just fighting over who got to be with Linen?
“Holy crap, I just realized—that blonde girl, isn’t she Linda Elphie? I'm so jealous!”
“What, you have a crush on her?”
“No, not her—but definitely her mom.”
“A princess from ...
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Returning to the classroom, Linen prepared himself to harvest another wave of rejection rewards.
He adjusted his expression and greeted the two girls already seated:
“Did you two rest well?”
“Yes, thanks for asking, Linen.” Elena returned his smile, but it felt strained, as if something weighed heavily on her mind.
Hysteria just stuck out her tongue playfully at him.
Linen’s smile froze on his face.
Something's off—very off.
Where are my r...
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“That guy actually has some self-awareness after all!”
From around the corner, Hysteria waved her tiny fist triumphantly. Although she'd been utterly annoyed by that small fry Norton earlier, seeing that big-chested girl thoroughly humiliated made her mood instantly brighter.
After all, how could a mere brainless woman like that dare compete with the great Princess Hysteria for a man—wait, no—for a small fry! Such arrogance truly knew no bounds.
Although Hysteria was...
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“Miss Hysteria, would you like to have dinner together later?”
“No way! Bleh, bleh! Even if you begged, we wouldn’t go!”
“All right then. Miss Elena, how about joining tonight’s study party? You barely participated last time, and it felt like such a pity.”
“Of course…of course I can’t. I’m sorry, Linen. Hysteria and I have other plans. Let’s do the study party another time.”
“Ah, I see. That’s too bad.”
Elena watched Linen leave ...
2025-07-12 10:41:31 +0000 UTC
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Diodora Astaroth.
Heir to the pure-blooded Devil noble House Astaroth, and also related by blood to the current Maou, Beelzebub.
Despite his outwardly refined and gentle appearance, Diodora was truly a twisted pervert—the most disgusting sort of devil imaginable.
Diodora possessed a profoundly warped obsession: women from the Church. The holier and more devout the woman, the deeper his twisted fascination grew.
For years, Diodora had collected famous nuns and saints ...
2025-07-12 10:40:54 +0000 UTC
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“How can this be…? What is that sword? How can such a weapon exist in this world?!”
Loki’s face twisted in disbelief, his reality collapsing before his eyes.
Hati was dead. Fenrir and Sköll clung barely to life but had completely lost their ability to fight. His ultimate trump card had vanished, and even the mass-produced Jormungandr serpents were being held off by Rias and her group.
Loki wasn’t a fool—he understood clearly he had no chance to turn things aroun...
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