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

"For example, Sakura, the student council president, has already taken the bait. Her pace has completely gone out of control, and she has been blinded by anger."

"And then there's the Marble chief, the new universe, the Marburg leader, who were forced to adjust their rhythm..."

"She single-handedly disrupted the rhythm of the entire herd."

"but……"

Upon hearing this, Maruzensky turned to look at Rudolf beside him and said somewhat anxiously.

"What about herself if she does that?!"

Dark Meteor: Chapter 238 Omen

"In such a demanding race, to disrupt someone else's rhythm with a suicidal running style..."

Maru Zenki gritted his teeth, the image of the pale-faced girl he had seen in the apartment flashing through his mind.

"Can her body... handle it?"

Rudolf symbolized the moment of silence as he watched the black figure speeding away through the mud.

After a long silence, she slowly spoke, her voice heavy.

"This is a high-stakes gamble."

She closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, only solemnity remained in her bright purple eyes.

"The road to three championships is not always smooth. Since she wants to use her own methods to gain the only chance of victory, there is no need to worry about her."

“Maru Zen… just watch. Whatever the outcome, this is the path she chose.”

A deathly silence fell over the VIP room.

The only sounds were the breathing of the two people and the increasingly frantic roar coming from below.

Let's return our focus to the competition.

Poetry and wine still firmly hold the leading position.

She left all the other female horses in the competition behind her.

The world seemed to slow down, and the vision of poetry and wine became increasingly blurred due to excessive tension.

The heart, which was forcibly suppressed by medication, was constantly protesting.

My fingers started to feel numb, and my physical condition visibly deteriorated.

"Huh...ha..."

The black horse's breathing became rapid. She struggled on the surface of the water like a drowning person, desperately opening her mouth, but could only inhale the murky air with the smell of mud.

A burning, stinging pain shot through my lungs.

'Can't hold on anymore...? Why...?'

This thought flashed through my mind for the first time.

But at that moment, Poetry and Wine's legs suddenly gave way.

The inside of the bend is always trampled by the horses and is also the area most soaked by rainwater.

The grass, which looks no different from other places, actually has soil underneath that is almost completely rotten.

The horseshoe on his right foot sank deep into the ground the moment it hit the ground.

"—!"

The world tilted before the girl could react.

Poetry and Wine's dark pupils suddenly contracted.

My body instinctively wanted to pull away, but the suction from the mud was too strong, slowing my movements down for a moment.

At speeds of over 60 kilometers per hour, even a small mistake can cause the rhythm to collapse.

Her body suddenly tilted to the left, and her shoulder was about to hit the inner railing.

My heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand; the dull pain instantly turned into a sharp, agonizing agony.

"cough……!"

The taste that rose in my throat was no longer a faint metallic taste, but a real, tangible warmth.

'Oh shit.'

Some liquid was drooling from the corner of her mouth, but she swallowed it back down.

But luckily—there was no one in front of them.

With an almost extreme control of rhythm before poetry and wine, she created enough distance for the horse girl behind her to avoid being overtaken by her during this rapid staggering.

'It can't fall...'

'It absolutely must not fall...'

She gritted her teeth and mustered the last of her strength to forcefully pull her body's center of gravity back.

The black-haired girl stomped her left foot hard on the ground, abruptly stopping her loss of balance.

Then, staggering, it continued to surge forward.

Like a black bird with a broken wing, poetry and wine struggled to break through the straight road.

Her pace had visibly slowed down considerably.

In the middle of the herd of horses.

Compared to the unseen leader ahead, the female horses in the middle to rear of the herd had a rather complicated feeling at this moment.

The electric band members were panting heavily, their eyes fixed on the chaotic scene ahead.

She was already exhausted, and it felt like her chest was stuffed with a wad of burning cotton.

'The distance should have been only a dozen or so horse lengths...'

Why... does it feel like there's an abyss between us, so incredibly far?

She is not reconciled.

Even on the training field, she could run at a speed close to that of Poetry and Wine, and even in a simulated match, she briefly caught up with that black figure.

But now, on this stage of the Japanese derby, she clearly felt the gap between the two sides.

'How on earth did she manage to run so fast on this filthy ground...?'

'I've already pushed myself to the limit, so why can't I keep up?'

The electric band's eyes became slightly moist.

Even if I'm not as dazzling as her…

'but…'

"I won't fail here!"

Fighting spirit

The wind howled past, and without any hesitation, she exerted her strength again, trying to get closer to the horses in front of her.

The marble-clad chief was in no better shape.

The horse racing girl from Kanto looked completely bewildered.

"I can no longer see her back."

Marble Chief muttered to himself in a dry voice.

All she could see were the figures of Sakura, the student council president, and the other female mascots from the new universe who were gathering their strength.

The "black meteor" that caused all this chaos had long since disappeared beyond the horizon she could reach.

'So... the gap between me and a true powerhouse is this vast...?'

A sense of frustration continued to spread through her heart, and despair appeared in the eyes of the marble chief.

Ahead of her, the several horse girls in pursuit were not having an easy time either.

Sakura's eyes were bloodshot.

She was panting heavily, her chest heaving, and sweat mixed with mud slid down her cheeks.

The sudden change in the rhythm of poetry and wine had disrupted her rhythm, causing her to expend too much energy.

Her physical reserves have now dropped to a dangerous level.

but--

"Ha...ha...it's not over yet..."

She gritted her teeth, her eyes burning with a mad obsession.

'That guy's speed... has slowed down.'

Just as she was about to enter a new bend, she clearly saw the black figure that had been running at high speed stumble noticeably.

'She's reached her limit too!'

"Just a few more turns... and on that long final straight, I'm sure I can catch up with her!"

Sakura, the student council president, took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the trembling in her body.

She began to consciously adjust her rhythm and control her stride frequency, accumulating explosive power for her final step.

[A promising future]

Just you wait and see…

'I will tear this false lead to shreds with my own hands before the finish line!'

Inside the herd, a new universe is running excitedly.

The brief lag just now caused her to lose the best position for pursuit.

But it was precisely because of this mistake that she unexpectedly avoided excessive physical exertion.

Despite the muddy inner path, the new universe did not gravitate towards the outer path like other Uma Musume.

For reasons unknown, the new universe has remained steadfastly in its position within the inner path.

'Data updated.'

'The target's abnormal heart rate fluctuations have been detected by Uni.'

The new universe's blue eyes pierced through the chaotic herd of horses ahead, precisely locking onto a black figure that was almost out of sight.

Dark Meteor: Chapter 239 Entering a Desperate Situation

“Perfetto…”

A smile played on Shin-Universe's lips, and the ahoge (cowlick) on his head swayed gently.

"You are like a supernova right now, at the height of your brilliance... about to collapse into a black hole."

"And I..."

The brightly colored victory uniform fluttered in the wind as they ran.

The alien horse girl's eyes, filled with the starry sky, now held an uncontrollable smile.

Self-discipline; Wake current

"It will happen at the moment you break down."

“assorbire tutto”.

She began to regulate her breathing rhythmically, waiting for the optimal moment to begin.

On the edge of a chaotic battlefield.

The desert hero pushed up his glasses, which were covered in mud and water.

Her physical reserves remain at a very high level.

Because they were pushed to the outside lane at the start, they got a lot of mud, but this also allowed them to avoid the crazy mid-game battle.