Uma Musume no Nama no Nichijou (Horse Girl), First and foremost

"It's rare to hear you comfort your peers, Luna-chan." As he spoke, Golden Victory picked up the cup and drank the liquid inside in one gulp.

"Cough cough... I drank a bit too fast and embarrassed myself, hahaha."

He shook his face in a flustered manner, feeling much lighter.

This caused Golden Victory to briefly reminisce, reflecting on the various changes he had undergone during this period.

Because she no longer needs to participate in the highly competitive G1 Grand Prize races, which often include the top racehorse girls of the current generation, but can only participate in those obscure and unknown G2 or even G3 races.

Unbeknownst to him, Golden Victory gradually relaxed his training after losing his focus.

When these young female horses, despite their best efforts, were easily left far behind by their predecessors...

What motivation is there to push yourself when you can win a game no matter what?

However, the other party still did not intend to let him go and arranged an accident to put him in a suspended state.

The trainer's progress was once again at a standstill, so he could only choose to go somewhere to try his luck and try to relax.

As the pinnacle of Saima Musume, Golden Victory foresaw the outcome of the Junior Crown race from the very beginning.

I thought she would be another strong local racehorse girl who would crush the local races and eventually dominate the region, becoming a local star. After a few races, she even showed great fighting spirit and planned to challenge the central region.

Such talents have been quite common in the past, and even a few local female racehorses that can reach the threshold of high-reward races often become supporting characters in the races of Golden Victory.

In a sense, I've become a goalkeeper, huh.

So this little chestnut hat is probably just like that, right?

But she was wrong.

The changes that occurred during the final match, and the fighting spirit and unwillingness to accept defeat shown by the runner-up afterwards.

These were all things she hadn't expected.

The two horse racers, however, unknowingly rebuilt Golden Victory's confidence in himself.

Oguri-hat, a monster with goose feathers, possesses a talent that is enough to overthrow the dominance of Central Race Horse Girls, despite being a local race horse girl.

Despite facing true geniuses, she still launches a challenge; the indomitable second-rate racehorse girl, Fujimasa, marches on.

Not to mention the real treasure that was discovered later, the chestnut horse girl who wanted to break the existing traditions of racehorse girls, the chestnut horse girl with a brand new glory.

Thinking about this made me even happier.

When she's in a good mood, she naturally doesn't have any extra thoughts about restricting herself from the restrictions she used to face.

Well, relaxing like this once in a while is nice, isn't it?

But soon, Golden Victory and the student council senior duo easily finished off the bottle of wine on their table amidst Pure White Horse Girl's cheers.

Things seem to be starting to get a little off...

"Um... President, why do I have a bad feeling about this?"

"...I feel the same way. Should we try to stop the White Disaster?"

Even though Maru Zenki had already retired, she only touched her glass and sipped some wine when she faced this banquet. Her body's habits made her subconsciously reject these stimulating contents.

Not to mention Rudolf, who seemingly focuses on running the student council but is actually still active and preparing to go abroad to participate in international competitions, abstaining from alcohol is a given for him.

Under the increasingly worried gazes of the two men, the bright red eyes of the pure white horse girl in front of them became even more dazzling as the wine on the table dwindled.

"Hehe..."

"Hehehehe..."

"Boss Maruzen, Luna-chan."

Why do you guys seem a little different now?

"But I can't seem to see anything different about it."

"How about we compare them carefully from the beginning and the end?"

Rudolf symbolizes: "?!"

Maruzensky: "?!"

As a horse girl, and a racehorse girl, she possesses an innate sensitivity to danger, honed through training and competition.

Through various physical changes, they now clearly understand that their current environment is extremely terrible and unsettling!

"Bai Zai, you've had too much to drink." "Yeah, yeah, Little Huang Jin, your juniors are calling you, didn't you hear them?"

Upon hearing what Maruzensky said, Golden Victory was immediately distracted by his opponent.

"Huh? Is that so?"

"Yes, they said they'd like to have a good chat with you!"

"Really? I'll head over then!"

Her upper body swayed with an alluring ease, while her lower body moved with practiced, solid, and steady steps, treading with an arrogant stride.

"Hehehe, I can't keep my juniors waiting too long~"

As he spoke, Golden Victory, in high spirits, headed toward the table where the three racehorse girls were sitting.

"Maru Zen?" "I can't help it, Chairman. My instincts tell me that if I don't do this, I might encounter something terrible."

"Um......"

Faced with this strange answer, Rudolf, who heard his secretary explain it this way, unusually did not offer any objection.

The current situation is indeed a bit strange.

The best approach would be to observe first... right?

Thinking this to herself, Maruzen picked up her wine glass with great relief, ready to relax and sip her wine with a spectator's mindset.

However, very quickly, a pair of hands grabbed two bottles of liquor from behind Maruzensky's back and, before he could react, forcefully shoved them into his mouth.

"Ughhhhh?!"

If the already drunk Golden Seungri needs someone to be her perfect accomplice so she can cause a huge scene, then what she needs most right now is a perfect accomplice to make a scene.

After much deliberation, it has to be you, Maruzen-neechan!

The disaster that began tonight, born under the influence of alcohol, stems from this...

Chapter 81 Each in Their Own Direction

The next day, or more accurately, noon on the second day.

All the humans and horse girls present were killed by Golden Victory.

Those who could drink were so drunk that they vomited spectacularly at the banquet, and the next day their heads and even their whole bodies ached terribly. By noon, unless it was a horse, they would basically be drunk to death.

As for those who can't drink alcohol, almost none of them escaped being stuffed with food.

These all primarily target racehorse girls.

They say I'm still growing, so I definitely need to eat more.

Then, Golden Victory began a thoughtful feeding service called "senior feeding".

She even blurted out, fueled by alcohol, that not getting them to twelve months old was a golden victory, and that she had lost to this group.

Well, there's even a student council president from Central Teresen Academy who's preparing for an international expedition and is currently working hard to adjust every detail of her body.

Interestingly, when facing this person, besides the main culprit, Kim Seung-ri, a certain drunken, oblivious secretary also joined in the vicious attack...

Eventually, the school officials came and helped to get the unable-to-move victims and perpetrators to their rooms to rest...

In short, the white disaster that erupted off the field was so terrible and devastating that almost no one escaped its clutches.

Oh, that's not quite right either.

To be honest, Chiaki, who was moved by the other party's earlier remarks and left early, could be considered one of the luckier ones...

It was wobbling and swaying.

It still feels like I'm trapped in that terrible point in time.

Especially for those younger racehorse girls who didn't get to drink, those memories are like brands, impossible to forget.

Even the Emperor of the East Sea would tremble from time to time in his sleep, and Little Horse Mother's face was contorted with rage, as if she were recalling the inhuman cruelty of yesterday.

"No, senior!"

"Please stop stuffing it in... I can't stuff it in any more, waaaaaah!"

"My stomach, my stomach is so bloated."

"I will never drink honey drinks again!!!"

"Ughhhhh!!!"

As if recalling the worst possible scenario, the Emperor of the East Sea, covered in sweat, lunged forward and threw off the blankets covering him.

Emperor of the East Sea: "..."

Her eyes were glazed over.

More importantly, it confirms that the surrounding area is not the scene of a nightmare.

"So, it was just a dream."

"It really was a dream, it had to be a dream."

"Even if someone says that, they're definitely dreaming."

I hypnotized myself with just three sentences, and after regaining some of my energy, I checked the time and realized it was already noon.

Fortunately, as a racehorse girl, especially one with abundant natural talent, the East Sea Emperor's digestive ability is also not to be underestimated.

At most, without drinking alcohol, it might cause psychological trauma related to bodily memory.

She got up, still wearing a light bathrobe.

However, her lower abdomen has now been mostly healed, and at most she can still feel a few lingering memories in her body.

After all, once food enters the body, it stays there for a while...