Tresen's five horses tore me apart

By the way, you have to pick up the cloak yourself in the end.

Why do I have to pick this thing up? Isn't it embarrassing?

Tamamo Cross, who was waiting in line, recalled this process and started to complain madly in his heart.

I didn't think much of it when I was watching it, but when it was my turn, I was confused.

But no matter how she complained, it was time for her to go up herself.

Never mind, let’s get on with it.

"Now appearing is the 4th and 5th member, Tamamo Cross."

"She's a rather petite horse girl, isn't that okay?"

"Tamamo Cross has performed quite well in the last two conditional races, and she's the only remaining horse girl favored to take first place in pre-race predictions."

"I see. Let's look forward to her active activities then."

On the stage, throwing away his oversized cape, Tamamo Cross's eyes met with the trainer in the stands in the distance.

She swung her arm and punched forward.

Tamamo Cross saw the trainer nod, so he trotted over to pick up the cloak and trotted back to the backstage.

The trainer didn't come to the horse riding track. According to what he said, everything that could be done had been done, and everything else depended on her.

Absolutely, absolutely must win.

Tamamo Cross clenched his fists.

89

Chapter 89: Fateful Match (Part )

Although the weather forecast did not indicate rain, the clouds in the sky were rolling and gloomy, as if they were about to overturn this boring prediction at any time.

Tamamo Cross stood in the gate, assuming a starting position.

It's a little difficult because in this posture, the view forward will be somewhat blocked.

After recalling all the tactics one last time, she looked towards the trainer's position and confirmed from a distance that the person was looking at her.

This filled the small horse girl with determination.

Then, Tamamo Cross closed his eyes, concentrated, and waited for the sound of the gate opening.

"click"

The girl heard the signal to set off, but did not rush out immediately.

"5th Tamamo Cross, is 5th Tamamo Cross late? It's already quite behind."

The girl with reed hair was the last of the 14 people, squinting her eyes and taking in the overall situation. She walked with ease, and actually looked somewhat relaxed and contented.

"They should have been chasing him, but even if they were chasing him, this level of delay is still dangerous."

Tamamo Cross could no longer hear the commentary.

She ran on this track.

She had seen these opponents before.

These days, she has everyone's running style in her mind, and she knows exactly what strategy to adopt in what situation.

If I were to describe this level in one word, it would be—

——No more than that.

Ski Princess, Meloikan, Sumu Majia, Ximinoroman... Her trainer got her the competition videos of everyone, made various analyses and predictions, and even calculated several opportunities for gaps to appear.

"That's all I can do. However, the real situation on the field changes rapidly. Tamamo just needs to trust her own judgment on what to do."

Thinking of the trainer's dark circles and faint bloodshot eyes, Tamamo Cross felt that power was continuously bursting out from deep within his body.

And the "feeling" of the opponent was confirmed in her mind by the information she had read before, and gradually took shape.

The rewards from running with Qianming several times were greater than expected. Although I hadn't won a single "simulation race" yet, compared to that terrifying Triple Crown, the level of these horse girls before me was completely...

Not worth mentioning.

There is no pressure at all.

Only after competing with the Triple Crown did you realize how suffocating it was to see that guy who was clearly running not far ahead of you, yet was at ease and at the same time gave people a terrifying sense of oppression.

However, Tamamo Cross was not crushed by such pressure, and even had a spirit of not giving up and saying that he could replace the opponent.

She can also reach that level, she will definitely be able to reach that level. This G1 is the starting point, the first step, the beginning of victory, and the first step to surpass that guy.

This should have been a fierce battle. The horse girls who could participate in G1, even those from the new horse year, were definitely not weak. There were two who had won huge prizes before. Normally, the competition should have been quite intense.

However, Tamamo Cross felt a little surprised... and wanted to yawn.

The trainers seemed to have done so much preparation in advance that it now feels a bit boring.

That place is almost there.

Restraining the instinct to launch a charge prematurely, Tamamo Cross calmly calculated his position.

The tiny footsteps condensed into drumbeats, seemingly slow but actually fast, stepping on the grass track in Zhongshan, waiting for the opportunity.

"The leading Umamusume team has entered the middle stage. The leader is Sumu Majia, and the second is the most popular Meloikan. They seem to be waiting for the final turn to exert their strength."

Such sounds reached the ears of the ski princess, making the deer-haired horse girl a little anxious.

For some reason, she had been feeling a little anxious today.

It's like something is being taken away.

"The 7th Ski Princess is starting to exert her strength and rushing up from the middle team."

"Isn't it a bit early to sprint?"

"This is a downhill slope. Using the downhill slope to increase speed can save energy."

With the level you have in front of you, you can overtake. But you should pay attention to allocating your energy because there is an ups and downs on the final straight, which is the key to victory.

This is what the ski princess' trainer told her during the pre-race analysis.

So far, everything has been fine and the ski princess is even quite confident about the competition.

Because she vaguely felt that this might be her destined victory.

That's good, this is G1, even if the bounty is not over 1 million, it is still G.

But is this really the case?

A certain ominous premonition, as if something called fate was warning her.

Even the gloomy weather makes people feel particularly irritated, as if it is hinting at something.

Calm down, skiing princess. Since this is a destined race, just run well and win this destined victory.

Uma Musume has more or less heard some rumors about the existence of so-called destined races. However, sometimes this kind of destiny may not necessarily be a good thing, it may also be a bad thing, but generally speaking, good things are more common.

Is that...right...

I feel like today's game should be in my favor, so why do I feel so much pressure?

It was as if something extremely terrifying existed at the back of the team, casting a cold and contemptuous gaze, as if selecting its prey.

Rumble, rumble——

It was winter, but it started to thunder.

Under the vibration of thunder, the skiing princess's breathing became faster unconsciously, and her breathing rhythm became disordered, and her footsteps became heavy.

Calm down, calm down, be sure to calm down.

She quickly warned herself again.

For most horse girls, winning a G1 race is something they can be proud of for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, for every race with such a high prize, the participating horse racing girls will give their all.

They are the reincarnations of special souls from another world and are elves blessed by the three goddesses.

Carrying such a soul, you also carry such a fate. Run, run non-stop, until you can't run anymore.

This is one of the instincts engraved deep in the body and soul of every horse girl.

Entering the first group before the final bend, and then using specially trained uphill and downhill techniques to win on the final straight, this is the ski princess's winning formula, and the solution has been going smoothly so far.

It’s almost there, the vanguard is approaching the final bend, which is just after the small downhill slope ahead.

The ski princess silently counted the markers on the track, calculating the moment to launch a charge.

Her eyes and her thoughts were completely focused on running. The high concentration of attention made the skiing princess ignore everything that was not related to running.

Very good, it's almost here.

Time to speed up.

It's this downhill slope. Use it to accelerate, and then you can easily get to the front position at the corner. At this time, just stick to the inside... just stick to the inside...

Shila-

The ski princess was stunned.

Did something just pass through from the inside?

90

Chapter 90 A fateful match.

Meloikan was a little uneasy.

This uneasiness has actually been going on for some time.

If I had to talk about it specifically, it probably started with the Naruo Memorial Day.

There are only so many major central government prizes in a year, and the winner will be called the Grand Prize Horse Racing Girl, and will take all the honor, money, and cheers for herself.

Every participant in the competition has absolute confidence in his or her legs and skills, but there can only be one winner.

People's eyes will only be on the center of the victory stage.

The saying "one horse takes the lead and all the others pale in comparison" is exactly like this situation.

There are some monster-level guys that are impossible to beat, such as Rudolph Symbol. When she was active, many horse girls simply chose to avoid the competition when they heard that she was participating in the competition.

It is precisely because he once had such great power over the world that the current emperor is so respected.

The world of Uma Musume is also simple in a sense. The strong are the kings, victory is everything, and being fast is right.

Meloikan had also heard a rumor among the horse girls.

Uma girls actually have what is called destiny, which is something carried by the reincarnated soul. The more powerful the horse girl is, the more she can feel this thing.

Meloikan didn't know if she was a powerful horse girl. She had never felt this way before, until she won the dreamlike victory in the Naruo Memorial.

The victory was won by a neck in 2 minutes and 34 seconds.

The time difference may be less than 0.1 second within twelve frames of a high-speed camera.

Although the win was not much, it was a win.

The feeling of victory is sweet but... empty, with a sense of uneasiness that comes from nowhere.

With the encouragement of his trainer, Meloikan suppressed his anxiety.

No matter what, she won, and she won the victory fairly in a fierce competition.

Why doubt? Why doubt?

She is now a legitimate and highly rewarded horse racing girl.

If we win today's G1, even if we never win again, this result will be enough to comfort us.

And such a victory seems very close.

The sky became increasingly darker, and rumbling thunder could be heard faintly from a distant place, as if heralding the arrival of a rainstorm.

The time has come to sprint.