Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 524 A Unique Song

While Yamato Akaki and Vodka were bickering as usual, on the other side, Forest Treasure Cave stood with her hands on her hips, also watching Northern Genko and the others.

After scrutinizing her for a while, she grimaced, scratched her short hair, and couldn't help but complain:

"That's... the Northern Black Steed, right?"
"If I remember correctly, that wasn't her usual running style at all, was it?"

"Are all the younger generation these days so reckless?"

How dare you criticize others?

Just then, while strolling to cool off, he overheard Forest Treasure Cave's words and, without hesitation, the Manchester Tea House dismantled them:
"Didn't you often act recklessly during your own competitions? And what about all the arguing and shouting before matches? That's what you call reckless behavior, isn't it?"

Upon hearing the first part of the sentence, Forest Treasure Cave blushed and opened its mouth to say something.

Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, she was momentarily speechless, turning her head away dejectedly, but quickly turned back and stubbornly retorted:

"That's all Suko's fault. She called me and said she would be playing, which is why I came. Who would have thought she would stand me up? You should blame her first!"

"And oh..."

After offering a few explanations, she glanced around strangely, and seeing that Fiery Steed had just run over from behind the Manchester Tea House, she couldn't help but point at it and say:

"It's one thing that I was tricked into coming here by Su Zi, but Lie Yan is easy to talk to, and he was probably tricked into coming here by similar reasons."

"But the tea house...didn't you dislike these kinds of competitions, finding them too troublesome? How did you get lured in?"

"A hoax? No, not at all."

Shaking his head, Manchester City diners glanced at the live broadcast area, their eyes gleaming with interest:

"This trip... is a deal. Suzi said he could try my latest coffee recipe and help me with the research. All I have to do is run a few practice races, so I came."

After explaining why she came to participate in the competition, she suddenly paused, lowered her head slightly, crossed her arms, and pinched her chin:

"Wait a minute, if Suko would play a trick on someone as simple-minded as you, could it be... that she's also trying to fool me?"

"What do you mean by 'simple-minded'? Explain yourself clearly and apologize to me!"

His face flushed red instantly, and he shouted something, his expression quickly turning indignant:
"But we can talk about our business later. The most important thing is to settle accounts with Suzi first!"
"I guarantee she's completely fooled us!"
"Lie Yan, you think so too, right? Let's go over there and settle the score with her!"

He had been listening with some interest, but at this point, the gentle-faced Fiery Steed paused, then gave a helpless and embarrassed laugh:

"Actually, even if Suko couldn't keep her promise, we don't really need to settle scores or anything, right? After all, it's been a long time since we've seen each other. Wouldn't it be nice if we just got together and had a good time...?"

……

On the other side, after recovering from his shock, Good Opera walked up to Northern Black Horse.

Looking into the Northern Black Steed's eyes, which, though tired, remained bright, she raised an eyebrow and asked with a hint of amusement and seriousness:

"So, this is your answer?"

Northern Black Horse straightened up, wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve, took a deep breath, and nodded heavily as if using all his strength.

Then she turned to the side and pointed to Miqi Rocket, who was also slightly out of breath but with an incredibly determined look in his eyes:
As the saying goes, "Imitation can never surpass."

"But I think the meaning of pursuing something is to see the light of our predecessors and then find our own light."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over each of her seniors and colleagues present, her voice clear and firm:
"Just as our predecessors surpassed their predecessors in the past, we... are also walking our own path."

"This is my answer."

She stared at the Northern Black Horse in silence for a moment, then suddenly smiled. But this time, she didn't let out her usual exaggerated laughter; instead, she let out a soft laugh filled with relief and contentment.

Her gaze shifted from the Northern Black Horse to the slightly uneasy face of the Miqi Rocket.

She raised her hand, without her usual exaggerated gestures, and gently patted Miqi Rocket's shoulder.

"Sorry, Miqi."

Her voice lost its usual aria-like brilliance, becoming deep and steady:
"Some of my previous remarks may have caused you to misunderstand."

She turned her head slightly, looking at the posters and flags fluttering outside the stadium, a self-deprecating smile playing on her lips:

"You might not believe it, but actually... I feel completely at ease on the field, but I'm not very good at talking."

Miki Rocket's eyes widened, her lips parted slightly, but before she could say anything, the opera singer returned to his seat and continued:
"Don't rush to respond to me, you have to let me finish what I have to say first."

"I don't actually object to anyone studying or researching me. After all, it would be strange if a beautiful and powerful racehorse like me wasn't studied or researched."

She spoke naturally, paused, her gaze sweeping across the room before finally settling on the Miqi Rocket:

"But I absolutely do not want to see anyone like me from the beginning."

"I don't want anyone to make 'becoming the second great opera' their goal."

Sunlight streamed through the clouds onto the track, giving the opera a golden edge, and the pink crown shimmered slightly.

Her back was straight, and the pride and confidence of a legendary racehorse girl radiated from her at all times, as if it were a tangible presence.

"I am who I am, good opera, just good opera."

It's not 'like so-and-so's good opera,' nor 'the second so-and-so's good opera.'

"It is a unique and excellent opera throughout history."

"From the moment I was born, I was destined to walk a path that belongs only to me."

There will never be another me in the past.

"In the future, there will be none."

Her voice gradually regained its familiar exaggerated and impassioned quality, but with a newfound clarity:
"This uniqueness is both my pride as a racehorse girl and the source of my confidence to stand at the top."

"Every acceleration, every turn, every finish line on the track belongs only to me."

"The records and legends I have created are unique footnotes to the name 'good opera'."

"No matter who it is, even if the trajectory is similar, it will ultimately be a different story."

As he listened intently, Miqi Rocket's expression gradually became thoughtful and confused, but his gaze toward the opera grew increasingly longing and excited.

Seeing her changing expressions, a knowing smile flashed in the eyes of the opera singer, and his tone softened slightly:
Therefore, seek the extraordinary.

"Don't let anyone's shadow trap you, even if that shadow once covered the entire field."

"All you have to do is keep running, just like you did in the final sprint of the race."

"That fearless spirit of charging forward, all the thoughts and feelings you have when you charge forward, all of which carry the brilliance of the 'Miqi Rocket', that is what should be upheld the most."

Keep running with what you believe in, compose your own song, and claim your own victory, stage, and dream.
"Then, on the track, we will etch the legend of 'Miqi Rocket'."

(End of this chapter)