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Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [121]

“Huff… Huff… Now I finally get why your stamina’s so good, Kagura-chan…”

Mr. C.B. had barely managed to climb those endless stairs together with Kagura and was already breathing slightly heavily. Seeing Kagura standing there without the slightest redness in her face or shortness of breath, Mr. C.B. finally understood how Kagura had such incredible endurance during their previous runs together.

“Speaking of which, Kagura-chan, you said you lived around here, but… uh...

Tracen's Love Defense War [25]

Tamamo Cross, an Uma Musume racing in Central, after losing her debut, after consecutive race losses, after continuously getting crushed in dirt races—

Right now, she was thoroughly lost.

Her trainer had decided to let her try racing on turf one last time. If she still lost her next turf race, Tamamo Cross would have no choice but to try her luck in steeplechase.

Precisely because of this, Tamamo Cross had ended up wandering into the shopping street.

She truly didn't...

Tracen's Love Defense War [24]

Time flowed slowly, gradually slipping into May.

Tokai Natural’s life was finally beginning to stabilize.

Since her daughter rarely cried or fussed, taking care of Mochizuki was relatively easier for her.

Though there were still five or six months left until Mochizuki turned one year old and could be weaned, Tokai Natural could now go out alone for extended periods without worrying too much about her daughter.

Precisely because of this, today Tokai Natural was able t...

Tracen's Love Defense War [23]

In the end, it took another half a month before Maruzensky finally managed to deal with the dorm supervisor's demands.

It was only while grocery shopping again with Mr. C.B. that the question finally came up.

“Maruzen-san, what do you think about us buying Yayoi a storefront?”

Hearing this, Maruzensky turned her head to look at Mr. C.B.

Clearly, Maruzensky couldn’t really comprehend Mr. C.B.’s thought process.

“I saw Yayoi looking at part-time job listi...

Tracen's Love Defense War [22]

Ever since spotting that small shopfront, Mr. C.B. hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it.

But whether to buy it or not was something she couldn’t discuss until Maruzensky returned.

Yet Maruzensky was still occupied dealing with the dorm supervisor, so the discussion had to wait.

Thus, sitting on the sofa, Mr. C.B. just turned her head toward Tokai Natural, who was holding her child, and asked, “Natural, if someone gave you a shop, what would you do with it?”

Tracen's Love Defense War [21]

Unlike Maruzensky, who still had to face Symboli Rudolf, Mr. C.B., walking home alone, was feeling happy—very happy. After picking up some groceries at the supermarket along the way, Mr. C.B. once again arrived at Maruzensky’s house.

Unlocking the door with practiced ease using her new key, Mr. C.B. saw Tokai Natural reading a magazine quietly.

Seeing Tokai Natural hadn't noticed her yet—

Mr. C.B. crept carefully behind her.

And then leaned directly onto...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [295]

“Mizuno-san, these two are…?”

Following Mizuno’s line of sight, Air Groove finally noticed the two somewhat familiar young Uma Musume standing behind him. Their faces rang a faint bell—she’d definitely seen them somewhere before.

“Allow me to introduce them.” Mizuno gestured toward the pair. “These are Daiwa Scarlet-san and Vodka-san, new members of our team. They’ll also be helping take care of me for the next few days.”

“Nice to meet you, Air Groove...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [294]

With Daiwa Scarlet and Vodka’s help, Mizuno soon arrived at the entrance to the academy’s flowerbeds.

After exchanging a brief greeting with the gardener uncle resting by the pavilion, Mizuno once again stepped into the place that held more unpleasant memories than fond ones.

Long days and nights of research, endless data collection—and after all that effort, he hadn’t even managed to witness the blooming of the ephemeral flower with his own eyes.

But worse than any ...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [293]

The quarrel between Daiwa Scarlet and Vodka didn’t last long—after barely a minute, it fizzled out.

Maybe they realized that dragging out each other’s secrets would only end in mutual destruction, or maybe they simply had better things to do than waste energy fighting.

“Hmph!” With matching snorts, they cut it off.

Time spent bickering was better spent cuddling the person they liked.

But when they turned back to Mizuno, they were startled to find the object o...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [292]

“Mizuno-san, what were you two doing just now?” Daiwa Scarlet and Vodka approached, curiosity gleaming in their eyes.

“Nothing much… just some simple after-class guidance…” Mizuno replied, watching McQueen’s figure retreat into the distance. His heart felt heavy.

He might’ve managed to calm that troublesome girl for now—and avoided being hauled off by force—but he’d only created a bigger problem for his future self.

What was he supposed to do about that...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [291]

“Am I… really the most suitable one…?”

Mejiro McQueen covered her burning cheeks, her pupils trembling wildly. Her snow-white legs, still faintly steaming from training, pressed together unconsciously. Her horse ears and tail shook so violently they nearly blurred into afterimages. Her mind, completely overtaken by joy, was already busy weaving a grand wedding scene full of guests and blooming flowers.

“McQueen? Hey, McQueen?!”

Beneath her, Mizuno softly called h...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [290]

“Because... I want you!”

The words escaped before she could stop them. McQueen froze, one trembling hand pressed to her chest, startled by the violent thud of her heartbeat.

Only now did she truly understand—her heart had long since chosen the one it wanted to spend its future with.

Before, when she’d seen Rice Shower and Tokai Teio openly showing affection toward Mizuno, the pure-hearted McQueen hadn’t wanted to disturb them. She’d buried her own feelings, refus...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [289]

Time passed swiftly, like a white colt slipping through a gap.

The sun dipped westward, dyeing the sky orange; clouds burned crimson as if set ablaze. Sunset rays gently lit the flushed cheeks of the Uma Musume on the practice field, making the sweat from their efforts sparkle.

With the help of the Emperor, Symboli Rudolf, Team TAC had made remarkable progress—taking a big step toward getting stronger and truly spending a meaningful day.

“Ahh~ So tired~”

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [288]

Five minutes later.

“Oysters…”

On the track, the young Uma Musume of Team TAC were gasping for breath, eyes full of frustration as they stared after the lightning-fast figure ahead.

They’d given it everything—lungs burning, legs trembling—but they still couldn’t match that overwhelming opponent known as the Emperor. All they could do was watch helplessly as Symboli Rudolf crossed the finish line—marked by the cardboard cutout of Hishi Amazon—and to...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [287]

“Hehe~” Symboli Rudolf’s gaze slid toward Mizuno beside her. His faint tremor, the way his shoulders tensed, the confused flicker in his eyes—every little detail made her ears twitch with satisfaction. Her usual composed, official smile softened into something far more genuine, almost indulgent.

Though she dearly wanted to devour him right now, there was no rush. A dessert this exquisite should be savored slowly—every glance, every heartbeat, every blush.

With a small br...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [286]

Shortly after, Vodka pushed Mizuno—followed closely by the rest of the Uma Musume—out onto the academy’s practice field.

Waiting there already was an Uma Musume with fluffy hair, a crescent-shaped highlight over her forehead, and a face that somewhat resembled Tokai Teio’s.

She stood with her arms crossed, calmly observing the girls running laps around the track. The aura surrounding her radiated quiet authority—one that didn’t demand submission outright, yet carried e...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [785]

“A festival?” Shana, in the midst of destroying the meal in front of her, suddenly lifted her head.

Twilight—known in Japan as the "Hour of Meeting Demons"—when the sun hadn't fully sunk behind the hills, when day and night overlapped. Legend said this was when ghosts and spirits wandered freely, when supernatural things occurred most easily.

Shana had lately been settling most of her dinners at Hirai Yukari’s home. After learning Shana’s family was always away and tha...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [784]

It was no secret that Shana loved melon bread. Even when facing Crimson Denizens, this normally ice-cold hunter could declare without batting an eye that "Melon bread is justice." Nitocris had previously suggested Hirai Yukari take advantage of this fact to rapidly grow closer to Shana—and Yukari did exactly that, resulting in the two becoming good friends.

This is how it should be, Nitocris thought. How can anyone survive in this world without having some close friends? ...