Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 540 I...did it
The commentator's voice grew increasingly hoarse, and the stands erupted in cheers.

On the Kyoto arena, which was almost overturned, Satomi Hikari rushed forward like a streak of blue lightning.

The Miqi Rocket followed closely behind her, showing no signs of weakness.

She gritted her teeth, and a spirit of never giving up emanated from every movement she made.

Her breathing was rapid and forceful, each exhale seeming to be a defiant challenge to her opponent.

Her steps never faltered, her footsteps gripping tightly onto the manipulator in front of her.

With a commanding presence and giving it her all, she leaned slightly forward, as if concentrating all her strength in her legs.

Her eyes held a resolute determination, as if telling everyone that the competition was not over and she would never give up easily.

Sater and Tianyu Longma were also trying their best to catch up. Their faces were full of unwillingness, and sweat slid down their cheeks and dripped onto the track.

They kept adjusting their pace, trying to find a breakthrough to surpass their opponents.

Despite having held the lead for a long time, Milan Hai has not relaxed her efforts in the slightest.

She perked up her ears slightly, listening to the approaching footsteps behind her, and silently cheered herself on.

She knew that anything was possible as long as she hadn't crossed the finish line.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the entire arena was extremely tense. Everyone held their breath and stared intently at the track.

Every subtle movement, every acceleration, tugged at the heartstrings of the audience.

"300 meters left!"

The commentator's voice was almost frantic:
"The Satomi Diamond is approaching the Milan Sea, the Satomi Diamond is approaching the Milan Sea, the brilliance of the diamond from the Satomi family is approaching the Milan Sea!"

"Three horse bodies! Two horse bodies! One horse body... level!!"

"Satomi Hikari has arrested Milan Kai! The two racehorse girls are now neck and neck! Is the situation about to escalate into a one-on-one duel? Could it be...?"

No!

"moment!
"Satomi Kozumi instantly surpassed the past! Satomi Kozumi instantly surpassed the past!"
"Now Satomi Kozuru is in the lead, now Satomi Kozuru is in the lead!"
"Satomi Hikari is on the outside, Satomi Hikari is on the outside!"

"But! But Milan Hai hasn't given up yet, she hasn't given up yet, she's still trying to catch up!"

"The inner side is full of awe-inspiring spirit, the inner side is full of awe-inspiring spirit! Awe-inspiring spirit also reveals brilliance in the fierce pursuit, awe-inspiring spirit also reveals brilliance in the fierce pursuit!"
"The Primal Sparkle from behind caught up! But ahead of her was Mickey Rocket! Mickey Rocket was also hot on its heels, chasing after the Radiant Drill!"

"but……

"Satomi Kozo is still in the lead!"
"Satomi Hikari burst out!"
"Drill No. 3 broke through the encirclement and made it out!"
"Now, on the inside is number 13, Tianyu Longma. Milan Hai has fallen behind, and Qise Line has caught up!"
"Tianyu Longma, Qipao Linran, Miqi Rocket, and Qisexian... are now vying for second place!"

"Satomi Kozumi... 200 meters from the Satomi family's G1 long-cherished wish!"
"One horse's body! Two horse's bodies... Three horse's bodies!!"
"100 meters! Satomi Hikari... broke through the overwhelming advantage of three horse lengths!"
"The last... 50 meters!!"

At that moment, on the field, at the very front was Satomi Hikari.

The fifty meters before crossing the finish line seemed to be stretched infinitely and then suddenly compressed.

When you take a step with all your might, your limbs and bones are groaning in pain.

The muscle fibers were like a bowstring stretched to its limit, every inch of the tendons and bones screaming in protest.

But the surging blood in his chest was hot enough to melt steel.

That was the burning of the Satomi family's century-old unfulfilled wish, a raging flame transformed from the obsession etched into their very bones, spreading along their veins to every part of their body.

The temperature rose again, and it felt as if the soul was being steamed by scorching mist.

She clenched her teeth tightly, but her eyes shone like a red-hot branding iron.

It felt like this wasn't running, but a sacrifice.

Using bones as firewood and blood and sweat as offerings, we must burn a bloody path to glory in this final battle for the classic triple crown.

All those whispers that the Satomi family would never win G1, all those sisters' sad and helpless sighs, should... vanish into thin air today!

Just then, ripples suddenly appeared on the track in front of them.

She suddenly saw a black figure looming in front of her.

The wind whipped his short black hair and tail around his neck, making it look like a defiant black flag.

Haven't you had a formal match with Xiao Bei yet...?
For no apparent reason, she remembered this sentence that had unconsciously surfaced in her mind before.

At the same time, she felt herself transform into an arrow released from a bow, into a thunderbolt, into everything that could tear apart distances.

She felt as if her legs and limbs no longer belonged to her, but were being driven by some ancient force.

The black-clad figure seemed to sense something, turning slightly to reveal a familiar, energetic smile on its profile.

This is the moment!

Uncontrollably, she suddenly pressed her body even lower, almost flying close to the ground, each drop of sweat blooming into a glistening flower as it hit the runway.

The family's long-cherished wish, the breakthrough to the final battle, the burning fighting spirit against that black figure...

She felt that all of this had twisted into an unbreakable steel cable, tightening around her soul and forcing her forward relentlessly.

Suddenly, she vaguely saw the figure in front of her disappear.

The next second, a tangible whooshing sound came from one side of the stands.

Also heard was a hoarse yet excited and passionate commentary.

Cross the finish line!
"Overwhelming advantage...cross the finish line!"
"Powerful, undeniably powerful, running the entire straight in one go, a jaw-dropping final sprint... "The classic triple crown, the glory of the final battle, the title of the strongest horse in the generation, the G1 key that the Satomi family has always dreamed of..."

"Congratulations, Satomi Hikari!!"

The wind suddenly stopped.

Satomi Hikari remained frozen in place, her forward-rushing posture still in place, the downy hairs on her ear tips still trembling slightly, as if the lingering echo of tearing through the air remained.

The signboard at the end of the track gleamed in the sunlight, and the black name at the very top was like a red-hot branding iron, fiercely searing into her chaotic consciousness.

"Satomi Hikaru".

This was a name she had written countless times, yet now it felt so unfamiliar that it made her throat tighten.

My brain felt like it was stuffed with a ball of water-soaked cotton, so heavy that I couldn't remember anything.

The obsession that was burning through my veins, the madness that was tearing my muscles apart, and those relentlessly pursuing crimson eyes... all of it has now evaporated without a trace.

She could only stare intently at that line of text.

See how the sunlight gilds the edges of the letters.

Watch as the wind blows across the track, whipping up grass clippings that swirl in front of the signboard.

She only slowly raised her hand when warm liquid seeped from her eyelids.

The moment my fingertips touched my cheek, tears streamed down my face.

At first, there were only silent sobs, but hot tears mixed with sweat rolled down her jawline, leaving dark stains on her victory uniform.

But for some reason, a sob suddenly burst from his throat, like a mountain torrent that had been accumulating for a hundred years finally breaking through the dam.

She could no longer stand, her knees buckled and she was about to kneel down, but she managed to hold herself up in mid-air—the Satomi family's racehorse girl, even if she cried, she would cry standing up.

But as soon as the thought crossed my mind, the tears started flowing even more fiercely.

She remembered the dusty rosters in the family patriarch's office, the forlorn looks in her sisters' eyes as they touched the trophies, and the gray sky she saw when she fell into the mud during training.

Those days of being mocked, expected, and suffocated all now turn into salty tears, rushing out of my eyes.

She stood in the middle of the track, crying like a lost child. Her cries were drowned out by the thunderous cheers, yet the sound of each tear hitting her heart was clearly audible.

"Light Diamond-chan!"

Through the blurry vision, several familiar figures were stumbling and running this way.

The black-haired girl leading the way ran the fastest, her crimson pupils shining brightly through her tears.

Behind her followed Almond-eyed, whose eyes were also red, and... her older sister, who was also shedding tears.

Satomi Hikari tried to smile, but his cheeks were already stiff from being soaked in tears.

She tried to step forward to meet them, but her legs felt like lead, and she staggered forward after only a slight sway.

"careful!"

When Beibu Xuanju hugged her tightly, she smelled the familiar fragrance from his hair.

This aura acted like a switch, causing her tense nerves to suddenly relax, and all her strength to crumble.

She leaned into his arms, crying even harder, her tears soaking Beifang Xuanju's shoulder, her voice filled with uncontrollable sobs:

"Xiao Bei, you all saw it... right? I... did it, right?"

"We saw it! We all saw it!"

Northern Black Steed nodded vigorously, his voice trembling with excitement:
"Diamond-chan drove amazingly! That acceleration on the corner and the final sprint...it was incredible!"

Satomi Hikari nuzzled against the other's neck, tears still streaming down her face.

"I did it... right? My sister saw it too... the elders of the family saw it too, right?"

"I see!"

Satomi Kou walked over, his hand trembling as he gently touched her hair:

“Little Diamond did it, everyone in the Satomi family… saw it.”

Almond-eyed also came closer, offering a handkerchief with a lilac pattern, her little face streaked with tears yet beaming with a bright smile:
"Senior Hikari is amazing! I want to win matches like him in the future!"

Satomi Hikari took the handkerchief and wiped her face, but she couldn't stop the tears from flowing.

She looked at her companions surrounding her and at the Satomi family flag waving in the stands in the distance.

Suddenly, I felt the heavy feeling in my chest disappear, replaced by a light, warm sensation.

So this is what it feels like to win Game 1.

It wasn't the ecstasy I had imagined, nor the relief of a heavy burden, but rather... it felt as if countless stars had fallen into my heart, so bright it made me want to cry.

She sniffed, finally managing a wet smile, her voice still thick with nasal tone:
"Yes! I...did it."

Sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell upon them, gilding their embracing figures with a golden edge.

The timer beside the track was still ticking, and the names on the signboard remained prominent.

And in those flowing tears, a light more dazzling than the trophy was reflected.

(End of this chapter)