Hearing the voice coming from the other end of the phone, Kitahara couldn't help but find it amusing for a mont. But he quickly understood who the speaker was thanks to the following conversation.
"Silence! What nonsense are you talking about?! When have I ever gone around praising that brat to everyone?! Stop spouting rubbish!"
"Oh my gosh, old man, you're even more tsundere than I thought. Want to call up old man England right now and confirm? You practically sang your nephew's praises in front of him, clear? And for the hundredth ti, don't call 'Silence.' That na is stupid."
"You…! Please. Silence is your na. Aren't you ashad saying that? Won't your parents be sad?"
"Sure, they are sad. But stupid is still stupid. I've already told them I think 'Sunday Silence' is a dumb na. They agreed. Understand?"
"You little…!"
"Correction: in Arica, humans at 18 can already support themselves. So, not a child. And I'm an outstanding Horse Girl who perfectly completed her debut race right when I began full-form training. Calling a 'child' is an insult to my strength. I might consider reporting you to the URA Association."
"...!"
After a heated-sounding argunt, the other side went silent. Only heavy breathing could faintly be heard.
A mont later, the rough breathing faded, and the call abruptly ended.
Kitahara froze.
He had already recognized it — the odd mix of Japanese with Arican English, every sentence aggressively targeting his uncle — that was undoubtedly the Horse Girl known as Sunday Silence.
At first, he found it funny imagining his uncle having to deal with such a "problematic Horse Girl." It was rare to see his uncle so angered and speechless after being talked back to like that. But he didn't expect that imdiately afterward, he himself would be caught up in it too.
…So the purpose of that call was just to show him how she roasts his uncle every day? Then just hang up?
With a wry smile, he considered whether to call back — when the other side called again.
This ti, it was a video call. Startled for a second, he subconsciously answered.
On screen appeared a slender, black-haired Horse Girl. In the background, a bit further away, Musaka Ginjiro could be seen tilting his head back chugging water.
"Hi, the old man went to take ergency heart pills. We can chat properly now."
Sothing that nearly made Kitahara see black flashed through his mind at her opening words. The black-haired Horse Girl casually shrugged with a calm face and added reassuringly, "Dude, chill, it's nothing."
From appearance alone, Sunday Silence matched her na — she looked quiet.
Her long jet-black hair, smooth as ink, draped neatly down her back. A long white forelock curved from her forehead to her left cheek, covering part of her face.
Her equally dark eyebrows were thin and long, giving a delicate impression.
Her eyes were golden, calm and emotionless, peaceful and aloof.
Her face was small, seemingly only palm-sized.
In short, she didn't look at all like soone who could piss soone off so badly they'd need to take fast-acting heart dicine.
However, Kitahara knew that historically, Sunday Silence had a very volatile personality — kicking and biting strangers or unfamiliar horses. This temperant affected the entire Sunday Silence bloodline.
[One of the reasons Arican Breeder's went with Easy Goer instead of Sunday Silence. That and Sunday Silence was thought to be ugly for Arican horse standard]
It could be said that the entire SS line caused nurous problems for trainers, jockeys, and stablehands — all rooted in this irritable ancestor.
That being the case, if all she did was annoy people verbally in this world, then this Sunday Silence was actually much better…
With that thought, Kitahara paused for a mont and followed up based on what had just been said.
"Um, Silen—"
He originally wanted to ask what his uncle and Sunday Silence wanted from him, but he suddenly rembered she seed to dislike her na. So he rephrased:
"Wait, if you don't like being called Silence, what should I call you?"
"Oh, whatever. Saying I hate the na Sunday Silence was just random talk."
Video-call Sunday Silence still looked indifferent and shrugged again. "It was just to piss off the old man. Don't worry about it. Just call Silence."
"…Got it. Then…"
Montarily speechless over her eccentric personality again, Kitahara cleared his throat and asked:
"Ahem, Silence, you and my uncle had sothing you wanted to tell , right?"
"About Oguri Cap and the others?" she guessed. Then added, "Bingo!"
She raised her hand in a finger-gun gesture and flicked it slightly before nodding calmly. "The old man just wanted to congratulate you, but you know his personality — he can't say things nicely, just like earlier."
She hooked her thumb back toward the background and nodded. "So I did it for him."
"Congratulations, Kitahara. Congratulations on your Eisei team rising to a new level."
Her tone now was completely different from her earlier casual attitude. Her words were formal, filled with sincerity, and she even bowed slightly.
Kitahara was a little surprised and quickly responded, "Ah, thank you very much. And thank you to my uncle as well…"
But Sunday Silence only looked at him properly for a mont before returning to her easygoing deanor.
"You should thank more. If I hadn't mocked the old man into thanking you, he probably wouldn't have even called, clear?"
Kitahara was montarily speechless again, but what she said next instantly sharpened his focus.
"In addition to congratulations, there's sothing else."
As she said this, she once again revealed that moody, unpredictable personality, her golden eyes becoming serious.
"The Horse Girls in your team still all have untapped potential — especially Oguri Cap."
"I reminded the old man about it and wanted him to tell you, but seeing his current state… sigh, I'll handle it myself."
This ti, Kitahara wasn't just serious — he was truly shocked.
"How do you know?"
What surprised him was not that Oguri Cap and the others hadn't fully realized their potential; as the eternal chief trainer, he certainly knew such a thing.
Taking Oguri Cap, whom Sunday Silence had specifically ntioned, as an example, she was the most typical case.
Firstly, Oguri Cap was currently only in her Classic year, and her honkakuka (full maturation/blooming) had only begun for just over a year, far from her absolute peak period.
Historically, she already possessed extrely formidable strength during this stage.
For instance, in races like the 1988 Tenno Sho (Autumn), Japan Cup, and Arima Kinen, she challenged a group of older horses with her Classic-year strength, and even overwhelmingly surpassed the vast majority of battle-tested older horses, achieving truly astonishing results.
Especially in the Arima Kinen race, she even defeated Tamamo Cross, the strongest active Senior horse at the ti, inheriting the title of the strongest and becoming an "Ace Horse" in her subsequent career.
In her older horse years, her strength would only be greater.
The most obvious evidence was that, even under an extrely unreasonable, tough racing schedule, she could still repeatedly win and achieve consecutive victories.
Even when participating in two G1 races, the Mile Championship and the Japan Cup, in just about a week, she could still secure one first place and one second place.
It could be said that this physique and strength truly made her a well-deserved "monster" at that ti.
[it might seem impressive which it is but it caused a lot of uproar back then becuase the Owner was literally overworking Oguri Cap alot]
In this world, Kitahara would naturally not arrange such an outrageous, grueling racing schedule for Oguri Cap, and he was also well aware that in doing so, the strength and track record of his Uma Musu would undoubtedly be even more astonishing than in the parallel world.
However, such strength and track record required ti. What he needed to do now was to patiently arrange every training session and every race.
Besides Oguri Cap, he was also very clear about the situations of jiro Ardan, Super Creek, Tamamo Cross, and Inari One; he had already done so training and conditioning, or had been doing it all along.
For example, the various injuries these Uma Musu historically suffered had all been resolved by now, and their careers were clearly much smoother.
Others required the training conditions to gradually improve before being arranged one by one, such as the various new training thods to be implented next.
He understood all of this, but he didn't understand how Sunday Silence knew about it.
This child was across the ocean; how could she possibly...
Staring at the black-haired Uma Musu on the phone video, and seeing the look of utter certainty in her golden eyes, Kitahara was montarily stunned. Then, a thought suddenly crossed his mind.
Wait, if considered from the perspective of the parallel world, she was an extrely important figure in the Japanese horse racing world historically, her significance not at all inferior to that of Akikawa Yayoi, the Chairwoman, and perhaps even surpassed her on so levels.
In this world where the Three Goddesses existed, would a corresponding connection also exist...?
With this thought, he couldn't help but inquire sowhat subtly.
"I know that Oguri Cap and the others still have potential that hasn't been fully utilized, and the subsequent training is moving in that direction."
He paused, rubbing his temples, "It's just, how do you know all this? I don't think I told Uncle Roppei."
"Oh, that."
Sunday Silence nodded, completely unlike Kitahara's subtlety. She pointed to her eyes and said without any hesitation, "Because my eyes are a bit special."
"I can see the potential of Uma Musu."
"All Uma Musu, including myself," she emphasized.
'As expected.'
Kitahara was imdiately certain and couldn't help but say, "This must be because of the Three Goddesses, right?" Seeing Sunday Silence be so direct, he no longer concealed his guess.
He had expected Sunday Silence to imdiately agree, and he also recalled that a similar special 'eye technique' to Sunday Silence's was also possessed by another Uma Musu.
That was Manhattan Cafe, who was said to resemble Sunday Silence the most.
The real-life horse counterparts of these two Uma Musu could be said to be cut from the sa mold, both having completely black coats, slender and lean yet robust physiques, and other than a slight difference in the white star on their forehead, their appearances were genuinely identical.
This similarity in appearance even led to Manhattan Cafe being directly asked to cosplay as Sunday Silence when a docuntary about Sunday Silence was later fild.
Besides the slight difference in the star, the biggest difference between Manhattan Cafe and Sunday Silence was their personality. Unlike the latter's fiery temper, the forr was relatively gentle and could be considered sweet-tempered and obedient.
However, the habit of kicking and biting strangers was inherited, which shows how deeply rooted the SS-lineage temperant was in this regard.
In the original setting, Manhattan Cafe's eyes were also very special; she could see 'souls.'
Her ears could also hear 'voices' that humans and other Uma Musu could not, 'voices' from 'souls,' and she could even converse with 'souls.'
It seems Sunday Silence's situation is similar to Manhattan Cafe's...
After a brief analysis, Kitahara secretly confird his speculation, but was instantly shocked by the ability of the black-haired Uma Musu on the video.
The ability to see the potential of all Uma Musu was too important for this world.
Kitahara's initial dream when he beca a trainer was to enable all Uma Musu to run carefree on the racetrack and to create a better world for Uma Musu.
Having worked hard towards this dream until now, he was convinced that the domain bestowed by the Three Goddesses was key to realizing that dream.
When all Uma Musu could skillfully master their realms, injuries would beco a thing of the past.
And with the effect of the realm, they could also have a broader stage and more racetracks to showcase their talent, no longer limited to the honkakuka protection period or the Sparkling Star Series races.
In that case, Sunday Silence's 'eye technique' might very well be able to discern what the Uma Musu's realm actually was.
This was different from Kitahara guessing based on mories from another world; she could completely 'see it.'
Then, by simply training according to the 'potential she saw,' Kitahara could completely imagine how smoothly his dream could be realized.
'No, this precious Uma Musu must be persuaded to co over! I need to talk to my uncle about this!'
In his excitent, he was about to press Sunday Silence about her special ability and ask her to call Musaka Ginjiro to discuss it, but she spoke first.
"I'm not sure if it's because of the Three Goddesses; maybe I'll only know once I interact with the Three Goddesses statue before participating in a G1 race."
Shrugging, Sunday Silence said sowhat explanatorily, "I don't know if you're aware, the Three Goddesses... how should I put it, they feel even more arbitrary than ."
"They are said to protect us, but prayers and such are completely useless, just like that Jesus guy."
"Whatever," she shrugged and spread her hands again, "Let's just assu they really like and gave this ability."
"My eyes can indeed see the potential of Uma Musu, but how to describe that feeling, I don't know either," she emphasized, pointing to her eyes:
"But I just can see it."
"Let give you an example."
"I discovered this ability when I was in elentary school. I could sense which classmates matured earlier and which matured later, aning when their Bloomig would approximately start and end."
"Furthermore, I can also see a general idea of their domain and so on."
"Besides Blooming and domain, I can also discern what running styles they excel at, their leg condition, and their track adaptability."
"Of course, these aspects might change slightly due to subsequent training, but the general direction can still be determined."
"For example, when I graduated from elentary school, I saw a very interesting junior."
"She has pretty strong talent. She's good with Mile, Middle Distance, and Long Distance adaptability, and can run using the Leader, Held-up, and Striker styles."
"She can run on dirt and turf, and her track adaptability to firm, non-firm, heavy, and yielding grounds is also quite good."
"But..."
She suddenly sighed, "I don't know what she's thinking, but instead of becoming an Uma Musu, she wants to be a wrestler, and her dream is to beco the world's number one wrestler."
"It seems she wants to beco a wrestler like her father."
"Whatever, Uma Musu have their own ambitions... Hey? Is that how you use this idiom? Whatever, let her be."
'You absolutely cannot 'let her be'!'
'Holy Moly, that's El Condor Pasa! If she really goes off to beco a wrestler, the entire Uma Musu world will suffer a huge loss!'
Kitahara nearly roared out loud.
He was certain that the junior Uma Musu Sunday Silence was referring to was El Condor Pasa.
[Fun fact there was 2 El Condor Pasa, the first one died, so the owner bought another one to replace him and nad him El Condor Pasa, which is the Uma you can play as]
This Uma Musu happened to be born in Kentucky, just like Sunday Silence, and had practically no obvious weaknesses in her abilities and adaptability across the board. Her dream in the original work was indeed to beco the world's number one wrestler.
Previously, at the Central Tracen Academy's welco ceremony, Kitahara had noticed that several excellent Uma Musu hadn't arrived in Tokyo yet.
His current trip to Hokkaido was precisely for Special Week and Opera O, two of them, and he had also planned to contact his uncle to see if he could approach El Condor Pasa and Grass Wonder, the other two Uma Musu.
He had successfully invited Special Week to Tokyo but missed Opera O, which was sowhat regrettable, making him even more unwilling to miss the latter two.
Especially since El Condor Pasa and Grass Wonder had characteristics different from other Japanese-born Uma Musu, and also significantly differed from other international Uma Musu.
That is, they were both especially adapted to European and Arican racetracks and could also achieve excellent results in Japanese races.
Currently, the difference in track conditions between Japan and Europe/Arica was not particularly vast, but the lack of adaptation among Uma Musu venturing overseas was already quite evident.
Overseas expeditions were a crucial part of Kitahara's long-term plan; achieving results only on Japanese racetracks was definitely not enough. During this period when Europe and Arica were clearly much further ahead, going abroad for study or competition was undoubtedly sothing to consider.
The entire Japan had no clear idea how to resolve this issue from a longer-term perspective, but Kitahara had already conceived so preliminary arrangents.
For instance, by analyzing the condition of overseas-born Uma Musu like El Condor Pasa and Grass Wonder and comparing their data with the physique, leg condition, and adaptability of Japanese Uma Musu, one could certainly understand the gap and adjust daily training accordingly.
This idea included not only these two Uma Musu who were still little girls but also the clearly just-debuted Sunday Silence. This analysis was like comparing the data of dostic and foreign athletes in the Olympics, a crucial part of any competition.
Thinking of his future plans, Kitahara, in his excitent, couldn't help but say:
"That can't be 'whatever'! How can such a significantly important Uma Musu be sothing you're indifferent about?"
"Sunday Silence, do you or Uncle Musaka have ti to talk to El Con... ahem, the parents of that Uma Musu? Isn't it a pity not to participate in horse racing with such great talent?"
"Of course, if you're too busy, I can find ti to go to the US."
"Also, have you and Uncle Musaka been to Florida, or maybe another state? I feel like there should be so excellent Uma Musu there too."
Unlike Sunday Silence and El Condor Pasa, Grass Wonder was born in Florida. Although he hadn't obtained accurate information, based on his mory, Kitahara felt he could be certain of this.
[Of course its Florida]
However, right after saying this, he felt he might have been a bit too eager. According to Sunday Silence, those two little Uma Musu in the US were still in elentary school, so discussing their future developnt seed a bit far off.
But Sunday Silence had already started to speak.
"Holy moly, you and the old man really have the sa temperant, worthy of being uncle and nephew."
Looking at him with so surprise, she remarked, "I ntioned this junior to him before, and he was just as eager."
"He also talked to that little sister's parents, but the parents here are generally quite laid-back. They said everything depends on what the child wants to do later, and they don't plan to interfere."
"As for Florida... co over yourself when you have ti. The old man and I are busy with training."
Hearing her say this, Kitahara felt sowhat relieved.
He also knew his uncle's personality; he was a trainer with a great passion for Uma Musu and would not remain indifferent when encountering excellent ones.
So, with his uncle there and having already t El Condor Pasa, there was no need to worry for the ti being.
He should have ti to go to the US later, and whether he entrusted it to his uncle or went himself, he should be able to arrange the matter.
With his mind settled, he realized he seed to have unintentionally drifted off-topic.
"My apologies, my professional habit kicked in. Let's talk about the original matter."
He quickly collected himself and said earnestly, "You said Oguri Cap and the others still have unutilized potential. Could you elaborate on what it is specifically?"
Sunday Silence seed not at all bothered by this off-topic style of conversation. Upon hearing his question, she spoke quite naturally:
"Regarding that, if I were to see them face-to-face, I should be able to see it more clearly."
"Now, I've only watched a few of your races with the old man, and the feeling isn't particularly strong, so I can only give a general overview."
She paused, slightly rolling her golden eyes upwards, and showed a thoughtful expression.
"For Oguri Cap, I feel her physical strength hasn't been completely unleashed, or perhaps her stamina? Endurance? It's sothing along those lines."
"jiro Ardan and Super Creek have a domain issue. They are not far from that stage. How do you say it over there? Oh, they're just one step away from success, right? It's like that."
"Tamamo Cross's situation is a bit complicated. She likely lacked sufficient nutrition during her developnt when she was young, and her Guts is actually inconsistent with her true strength."
"Who was the other one? Oh right, Inari One... Why does that na sound strange, it's hard to pronounce."
She complained in a low voice, shrugged, and then looked indifferent again, "Whatever, this little one has a temperant issue. If not properly resolved, it will affect many of her races."
'...Wait, are you the ti-traveler, or am I? Is this truly an ability brought by the 'eye technique'?'
Kitahara was dumbfounded because Sunday Silence's description of the situations facing the Uma Musu in the Eternal Team had absolutely no errors.
Oguri Cap's physique indeed held even greater potential, and this potential stemd precisely from her unmatched appetite.
Strictly speaking, her current training and racing approach was mainly focused on fundantal training. If she were to focus on targeted training, her appetite would exhibit a completely different effect.
Because, Oguri Cap looked sowhat naive and acted like a cool beauty outwardly, but she was actually extrely active.
The concrete manifestation of this was her training schedule.
Waking up for morning practice at around four in the morning every day, coupled with normal training and various special training sessions tailored for races, this Uma Musu spent virtually all her ti training, excluding classes, als, and sleep.
This training schedule allowed for a continuous and effective improvent in strength, which was why Oguri Cap adapted so quickly after moving from regional to central racing and showed astonishing performance in short-distance, mile, and middle-distance races.
thods of victory like running style, tactics, and realm are all built upon solid fundantals; this has always been Kitahara's training philosophy.
And this philosophy was most clearly embodied in Oguri Cap.
She currently had no specific tactics, and her realm only gradually began to manifest during the Classic Triple Crown series. The reason she could achieve consecutive victories was her extrely solid fundantals.
Being able to have sufficient coping ability in any race, in any situation, made it nearly impossible to lose.
However, to continue winning and even win beautifully in the future, this training indeed needed further adjustnt.
Fundantal training also had a bottleneck, and it was quite unlikely for Oguri Cap's ability in this area to rapidly improve in a short period. All she could do was persist.
And facing the next race, the Japanese Derby, which was extrely important, complex in its situation, and highly variable, it would be difficult to handle without targeted special training.
Coincidentally, the team's training equipnt had been updated again, and they had gained enough experience in races longer than 2000 ters, so the special training for the Japanese Derby could smoothly comnce.
Conducting variable experints based on the new equipnt and adjusting training and diet according to the analysis results—for example, shortening the daily training duration while increasing the training intensity—would significantly enhance the chances of winning.
The Tenno Sho (Spring) was on the last day of April, and the Japanese Derby was exactly on the last day of May, with a full month in between, providing ample ti.
This was Kitahara's plan for Oguri Cap. Besides this Uma Musu, he also had clear plans for jiro Ardan, Super Creek, Tamamo Cross, and Inari One, and all were aid at their current weaknesses.
The problem was, while he did rely on so foresight advantage to make these analyses and plans, a greater part of it ca from continuous learning and practical application.
But Sunday Silence? She only 'watched' a few races, and she 'watched' them across the ocean, yet she could produce an analysis almost identical to his. This made him feel sowhat defeated for a mont.
Sunday Silence didn't notice Kitahara's complicated feelings. After finishing her statents, she said naturally:
"That's roughly the situation."
After saying that, she shook her head regretfully, "It's a pity I'm not in Japan, so I can't give a more accurate view."
"But, your ability shouldn't be much worse than the old man's. If I've given you this level of a hint and you still haven't grasped anything, then I can't help it."
'...This is still not accurate enough? Except for the specific training thods, your view is exactly the sa as the result of my long-term accumulation of knowledge! How much more accurate can you be?'
Kitahara was even more speechless, and even a little jealous.
Were the Uma Musu favored by the Three Goddesses all so ridiculously overpowered? It was one thing for them to run faster than humans and have superior physical strength...
How could they even possess special abilities that human trainers could only dream of...?
However, with that thought, he imdiately cheered up, because he realized that even if Sunday Silence's eyes could see an Uma Musu's potential, the actual training still depended on the trainer's professional expertise.
Otherwise, with her special ability, potential, and strength, she probably wouldn't have agreed to have Ginjiro Musaka as her assigned trainer; she could simply find any trainer and sign up for races herself.
Kitahara felt that even though his uncle was very tsundere (cold outside, warm inside), his ability was undeniable and worthy of being highly regarded by an Uma Musu like Sunday Silence.
After pondering for a bit, he couldn't help but speak.
"Your reminder is very helpful."
After affirming her, he added, "My team and I already have arrangents for what you just ntioned. With your confirmation now, those arrangents can proceed even more smoothly."
Following that, he briefly ntioned so of his plans.
The act of sharing this was sowhat a way to prove his capability to Sunday Silence, and judging from her reaction, the effect was quite evident.
"Nice, looks like the old man wasn't boasting about you in vain. It sounds like you were well-prepared for all of this."
Sunday Silence nodded casually, but her eyes were full of approval. "Although there are so differences in the specific training thods, the logic is sound."
"You're very good, and quite interesting."
"It looks like I can consider coming to Japan to see you after I win the Triple Crown."
"Oh, by the way, I'm talking about the Arican Triple Crown here; you should know a bit about it," she added.
Receiving Sunday Silence's affirmation made Kitahara quite excited.
He was now completely certain that, under the influence of the unknown rules of the parallel world, this Uma Musu, who was called "Big Daddy" in the other world and held an extraordinary status in the Japanese horse racing world, also had a special significance in this world.
Perhaps she wouldn't beco the Chairwoman of Central Tracen Academy like Akikawa Yayoi, but just with the ability to see the potential of all Uma Musu, she was bound to have a place in the history of the entire Uma Musu world.
Being affird by an Uma Musu with such an ability, Kitahara could proceed with the upcoming training with complete peace of mind.
However, upon hearing her ntion the "Arican Triple Crown," he couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh and complain.
"You really are going to... cough, you really are going to participate in the Arican Triple Crown."
He nearly slipped up and said, "Just like in history." Fortunately, he corrected himself just in ti. He shook his head and sighed a little.
"Honestly, sotis I don't understand what Aricans are thinking, why they would arrange such an outrageous Triple Crown series."
Similar to Japan, the US also has a Triple Crown concept.
The Kentucky Derby (2000m), the Preakness Stakes (1900m), and the Belmont Stakes (2400m)—these constitute the Arican Triple Crown.
These three races have a history of at least a hundred and twenty-five years, and at this current point in the tiline, they have a history of about a hundred years. Yet, in all that ti, only eleven horses have swept all three championships.
[13 now, With Arican Pharoah who broke the 37 year drought and Justify in 2018]
This isn't to say that the difficulty of these three races themselves is imnse. The reason the Arican Triple Crown is so hard to achieve ultimately lies in its extrely tight racing schedule.
All three races are held in May and June, lasting only five weeks.
Running these three races within such a short period is the true difficulty of the Arican Triple Crown.
Historically, Sunday Silence's record was already the formidable 'first or second place,' but even with that strength, she still didn't manage to win the Arican Triple Crown.
And the one who caused her to miss the Triple Crown title was...
Thinking of this, Kitahara couldn't help but rub his forehead. "However, if you want to participate, I feel there's definitely no problem with your strength."
"But, there are so opponents you still need to watch out for..."
After a mont of contemplation, and recalling that Sunday Silence had just specifically reminded him about Oguri Cap and the others, he ultimately decided to offer a warning: "For example, Easy Goer. You should know this Uma Musu, right?"
Easy Goer was precisely the horse that caused Sunday Silence to miss the Arican Triple Crown in the parallel world.
"Oh? You actually know her."
Sunday Silence was montarily surprised, but she quickly returned to her usual casual expression. "Well, that's pretty normal."
"After all, that girl's father is the chairman of the URA association here. It's normal for you to know such a famous Uma Musu."
"But, whatever, races aren't won by fa. I won't lose to that girl."
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