The days afterward passed quietly and uneventfully. School life remained peaceful, and neither the troubleso jiro Ramonu nor the terrifying Satono Diamond appeared to disrupt it.
That’s right, the path ahead is clear now—we just need to keep moving forward!
So don’t stop now, Manhattan Cafe—hunt down those prize winnings.
After the Japanese Derby, jiro McQueen entered her classic year as the undisputed strongest Uma Musu of Japan’s new generation.
Countless people lanted bitterly that she had missed the Satsuki Sho due to illness.
Had she won the Satsuki Sho, then the Japanese Derby, and then the upcoming Kikuka Sho, could this generation have produced another undefeated Triple Crown champion?
But even without that, an undefeated Double Crown wasn’t bad at all—perhaps McQueen could even chase an alternate Triple Crown instead.
Then, unexpectedly...
Under heavy public expectations and curiosity, jiro McQueen dropped a bombshell announcent:
"Winner of the Japanese Derby and hailed as the strongest Uma Musu of the new era, jiro McQueen will not participate in this year’s Kikuka Sho."
The entire Japanese Uma Musu community exploded in an uproar. Reporters sward jiro Manor seeking explanations but failed completely.
Ultimately, jiro Ramonu herself stepped forward with a simple statent:
"Still haven’t figured it out yet? Think carefully—whose greatest regret is tied to the Kikuka Sho?"
Just one sentence—and jiro McQueen’s previously stellar reputation plunged instantly.
Almost everyone imdiately understood who Ramonu ant.
Whose greatest regret was not claiming the Kikuka Sho?
Of course, it was Twilight Song—conqueror of the Arican and British Triple Crowns, winner of the King George VI and Queen Elizabeth Stakes and the Prix de l’Arc de Triomphe.
jiro McQueen, you arrogant brat—are you seriously refusing to fulfill our desire to witness an undefeated double crown over such a trivial reason?!
This kind of Uma Musu wasn’t normal anymore. She needed to be harshly criticized!
Driven by this sentint, hardcore Japanese traditionalists swiftly launched an overwhelming wave of slander against jiro McQueen.
The controversy spiraled uncontrollably. Yet, oddly enough, the Twilight Song Fan Club—filled with frontrunner Uma Musu—actually grew quite fond of McQueen:
"Lady McQueen spoke up for Twilight-sama! Lady McQueen is amazing!"
That sumd up their mood fairly accurately.
Strangely, jiro Manor gave no significant response, simply remaining silent.
Neo Universe, however, knew plenty about this situation, sharing with Gotham Song what would happen next:
jiro McQueen would stubbornly refuse to respond, prompting jiro Ramonu into another rash decision.
URA would reorganize again.
Neo Universe described this casually, as though it happened all the ti.
Indeed, it frequently did. In the parallel world Neo Universe visited most often, URA had reorganized a full seven tis.
Seven tis!
Yet the eighth leadership team still didn’t bring much aningful change—just slightly better PR efforts.
So, why no eighth reorganization?
Because the eighth attempt utterly infuriated Symboli Rudolf, who resigned as student council president of Central Tracen, transferring all her authority and taking over as head of URA herself.
Truly explosive stuff.
Gotham Song wasn’t sure how to react after hearing that, but then again—considering it involved URA and Symboli Rudolf, it sohow made sense.
It wasn’t shocking in the slightest.
After concluding there wasn’t much she could do about the controversy—especially given her utter lack of public speaking ability—Gotham Song simply withdrew to focus on dealing with daily life.
Daily life...? Ah, yes, "daily life":
A constantly flustered Tokai Teio who obviously wanted to say sothing but never could quite spit it out; a strangely passionate and enthusiastic Manhattan Cafe; a recently discharged Agnes Tachyon who always gave Gotham Song a mysterious smile; jiro Bright, who had completely assud the role of a sweet, neighborly onee-san; and finally, the gluttonous monster, Oguri Cap.
Sigh...
Was this really what daily life should look like? Could a high school girl’s everyday routine be so packed that it felt ready to burst at the seams?
Watching days quietly slip by, Gotham Song eventually found herself sitting in the stands of the Kikuka Sho, wearing a fluffy woolen skirt, white tights decorated with golden patterns, and seated next to Agnes Tachyon—who had entirely switched her everyday wardrobe to a pristine white lab coat, arms crossed confidently in front of her chest.
Incidentally, Sunday Silence gazed upon Tachyon’s lab coat with undisguised admiration.
Ah, old thing, at least you haven’t changed one bit. Otherwise, I’d have thought this world was truly broken.
"So you see, Cafe-chan’s really an idiot, isn’t she? To think she’d miss two crowns simply due to insufficient prize winnings."
Agnes Tachyon spoke casually, turning to Gotham Song.
Objectively speaking... that was undeniably true.
Manhattan Cafe’s skills were excellent—especially with Sunday Silence as her personal "cheat code"—yet because of various ridiculous circumstances, she’d hilariously missed both the Satsuki Sho and Japanese Derby due solely to insufficient prize earnings.
Well...
At least she made it in ti for the Kikuka Sho...right?
Gotham Song observed the lively atmosphere around her.
Likely due to jiro McQueen’s withdrawal, the crowd turnout was significantly lower than expected—but their cheering intensity hadn’t diminished in the slightest.
Those local fanatics, loudly boasting about cleansing the racing world of jiro McQueen, scread fervently—believing perhaps this would show off their grand spirit.
Sorry, guys. This isn’t Arica. I might be the king of Gotham, but you’re the ones who look like clowns.
A mischievous smile tugged at Gotham Song’s lips as she shifted her gaze toward the racetrack.
Scream all you like. Cry out. Struggle.
Because soon you’ll be weeping uncontrollably. I really hope you’ll still have this much energy next year at the Kikuka Sho.
If this is your recovery after defeat, then perfect.
I’ll just crush your spines once again—making sure you never stand back up.
After a mont, Gotham Song raised her cousin’s cheering flag high. No matter what, Manhattan Cafe had always treated her incredibly well. And right now, what did she have to do?
Naturally, cheer wholeheartedly for Manhattan Cafe to win the Kikuka Sho.
Because next year, the landscape of Japanese Uma Musu racing would be transford entirely.
Under Agnes Tachyon’s horrified, ghost-seeing expression, Gotham Song channeled her Uma Musu endurance to vigorously wave Cafe’s banner.
"Charge, Manhattan Cafe! Crush them completely!"
From afar, Sunday Silence caught a brief but unmistakable twitch on Manhattan Cafe’s normally expressionless face.
Heh...You really are amusing, you little brat.
I think I might be growing fonder and fonder of you.
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