Horse Girl, Your Friend is Fighting Her Way Out of the Horse Racing Track

The final hurdle at Zhongshan Racecourse: the famous steep slope.

Here, countless fugitives have perished, exhausted, and overtaken by those behind.

But today, the curse has broken.

Poetry and wine surged up the slope.

Her breathing remained steady, and her steps were firm.

Black knee-high boots trotted across the grass, each step maintaining a steady rhythm, with no energy wasted.

She perfectly controlled the pace of the entire course in the first half of the race.

Poetry and wine did not waste physical energy on pointless "fear".

What she possesses now is something reserved entirely for this moment, and something to burn for in the end—

【End】

"That's too strong! That's too strong!!"

"Is this the candidate for the Undefeated Triple Crown?! Is this the raw gem that Rudolph has his eye on?!"

"No one can catch her! No one can touch her!"

"This is a solo performance unique to poetry and wine!"

in the audience.

Lingzuan Qibao stood in the crowd, neither cheering nor screaming.

The leisurely Reed Horse female clasped her hands together in front of her chest, her light green eyes intently watching the black figure on the field.

That arrogant yet beautiful figure, running alone on the field, leaving everyone behind.

"So fast."

Lingzuan Qibao murmured to herself, her lips involuntarily curving upwards into a happy smile.

"Little wine... really, is the best."

"Only there, only that very front seat, is worthy of you."

All the way to the finish line of the race.

There is no suspense.

As poetry and wine crossed the finish line, the numbers on the timing board froze.

Meanwhile, the second-place horse girl was still struggling behind her.

"A full five horse-lengths long!!"

It was yet another utterly unreasonable crushing defeat.

The cheers exploded like thunder.

Poetry and wine gradually slowed down, and she stopped, standing in the sunlight, her chest rising and falling slightly.

She raised her hand, straightened her slightly disheveled scarf, and patted the dust off her trench coat.

Her movements were graceful and composed, as if she had just finished a walk.

Then she turned around.

She faced a group of opponents who were far behind her, as well as a frenzied crowd in the stands.

The black-haired girl's indifferent face remained expressionless.

She confidently raised one hand and clenched it towards the void.

Victory is assured.

She simply stood there, her solitary figure proclaiming to the entire horse racing world—

Starting today.

The road to the Triple Crown has been occupied by black meteors.

"not bad."

Rudolph, seated in the VIP section, smiled and applauded.

The water ghost gave her a thumbs up.

Yayoi's Reward, Domination.

Dark Meteor: Character Design Illustrations

I actually wanted to update more today, but I didn't expect this to be so troublesome.

Because of the character design I've been working on, I've been working on it from last night until this afternoon, but I haven't gotten a particularly satisfactory one yet. I've only finished a preliminary character design that I think is barely usable.

When I have money in the future, maybe I can hire an artist to draw it.

Actually, it was designed based on the costumes from Bloodborne.

Image: "One of my favorites", Location: "Images/1769262133-100457638-114382166.jpg"

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Dark Meteor: Chapter 191 Has a Profound Meaning

The night after the Yayoi Sho competition, at a barbecue restaurant.

"For the overwhelming victory in the Yayoi Prize! And for Canopus's future ace—"

Twin Turbine stood on the chair, holding up the oolong tea in his hand, his heterochromatic eyes sparkling in the smoke rising from the barbecue grill.

"cheers--!!!"

"cheers--!"

Several glasses collided in the air, making a crisp sound.

The cramped private room was packed with people.

All members of Canopus were present, along with Narita Ji as a special guest.

Poetry and Wine sat in the very center, with a plate piled high with all sorts of grilled meats in front of them.

"Come on, have some wine! This is specially selected beef brisket, I grilled it just right!"

Wearing an apron and holding barbecue tongs, Naritaji displayed an even more professional demeanor than he does on the competition field.

She placed a sizzling piece of meat onto the poetry and wine plate, her face beaming with a warm smile.

"You should eat vegetables too."

Ikuno Dedus secretly placed two green peppers on the mountain of flesh.

"Although we won today, a balanced diet is the foundation for maintaining our condition, especially vitamin intake..."

"Ouch! My ox tongue is burnt!"

As the poet let out a mournful cry, he frantically tried to salvage a poor piece of meat that had turned to charcoal, but his elbow slipped, and he almost knocked over the sauce dish.

"Be careful..."

With a sigh, Excellent Quality skillfully handed over the wet wipe, then turned to look at Poetry and Wine, and said with a smile.

"But I really didn't expect that the Yayoi Prize... could be won so easily. I was completely dumbfounded in the stands."

"Yes."

Wanlai Zhengming closed his eyes, holding chopsticks in his hand as if he were holding a conductor's baton.

"The silence at that moment was like the most powerful sound after a pause... It was so beautiful."

Poetry and wine looked at the mess on the table.

The smoky aroma of barbecue mingled with the sounds of conversation as she picked up a piece of barbecue and put it in her mouth.

'A victory celebration banquet.'

This was the first time she had ever seen a group of people making a ruckus around a stove like this.

"Didn't Qi Zi come?"

Poetry and wine swallowed the meat in his mouth, as if asking a question casually.

Because Twin Turbo ordered three servings of premium Wagyu beef, Minamisaka, sitting opposite him, looked at the bill with a pained expression.

He smiled and replied after hearing the mention of poetry and wine.

"Ah, it's Lingzuan Qibao. She messaged me right after the competition, saying that Zuoshan You has arranged a recovery training session for tonight, and I have to rush back immediately."

"Although she really wanted to come, it seems that she had fallen behind in her previous training."

The poet paused for a moment, his hands still holding the wine.

'Is it for the Hanshin Grand Prix?'

"but."

Minamisaka added.

She asked me to tell you: 'Isn't the view at the very front beautiful? Congratulations.'

Poetry and wine lowered his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"…Um."

"By the way, junior! That new running technique of yours!"

The twin-turbo's mouth was stuffed full of meat, and it was making indistinct noises.

"That way of running away! Was it inspired by me, senior? That aura of ignoring everything is exactly like mine!"

"They are not the same."

Ikuno Didos calmly delivered the finishing blow.

"You're a runaway ignoring physical exertion, she's a leader controlling the pace. There's a fundamental difference in the statistics."

"Ugh! Sandis, you're so annoying! Anyway, a win is a win!"

Twin Turbine slammed its fist on the table in protest.

"In short! For the upcoming Satsuki Sho! We must maintain this momentum! Let that 'Black Overlord' see the power of our Canopus twin-turbo engine!"

"It's 'Ji Zhao' classmate."

Narita corrected him, his expression becoming slightly more serious.

"Although she didn't compete in the classic Triple Crown race, we'll definitely see her in future races like the Arima Kinen or Amaki Takarazuka. Kitcho is a real monster..."

The atmosphere at the dinner table became slightly tense for a moment when the topic of auspicious omens came up.

Everyone remembers that despairing black figure at the Arima Memorial.

"Let's talk about it later."

Excellent manners and a smile eased the atmosphere.

"Live in the moment and don't worry about what will happen a few months from now."

"but……"

Nanban took a sip of tea, but his expression did not become any more relaxed.

"Although the auspicious omen is gone, it doesn't mean that the journey to the classic triple crown will be easier."

He looked toward poetry and wine.

"According to the latest intelligence, the one who won the Spring Championship—New Universe—will be your biggest rival."

"That kid... although he usually seems a bit eccentric, his intuition and explosiveness on the field are quite amazing."