Umamusume's days are numbered

Platinum looked at her hesitantly: "Uh... should I go with you or not?"

"Don't ask me, just follow your heart and answer quickly, quickly, quickly!"

Seeing that both the hooded woman and Platinum were about to lose their composure, the astronomer quickly stepped between them: "Where did this drunkard come from? Get out of here, we don't have time for you."

"You think I'll just leave because you tell me to? No, you all have to come with me today."

The woman wearing a paper bag lunged at him, but was quickly chased away by the astronomer.

"Stop being foolish, let's go!"

The hooded woman, having been reprimanded by the astronomer, fled in disarray, disappearing from everyone's sight. Meanwhile, Platinum remained, deeply stunned and unable to extricate herself from the unparalleled shock.

The astronomer dusted himself off, walked back, and gave Platinum a thumbs-up: "How was that?"

Platinum looked at the astronomer's thumb, then at the hem of her clothes, then at her radiant smile, and tentatively said, "Very... great? Absolutely perfect skills?"

The astronomers, satisfied, retreated to a distance of half a meter from the platinum. The carp leaping over the dragon gate, having watched the entire spectacular performance, couldn't help but applaud.

Something's wrong, something's really wrong. Platinum is now breaking out in a cold sweat.

Why are these two using their special skills on me like they're in a relay race?

One after another, they unleashed their astonishing skills on Platinum. What are these two fighting over? What does it have to do with me? Why are they torturing me like this?

Whether it's a chocolate ice cream that you can't lift with one hand, or a woman with a supermodel figure wearing a hood, it's enough to give Platinum a run for its money.

The problem is that Bai Jin could drink one pot, two pots, but she felt she couldn't drink a third. If this continued, she would be forced to drink until she died.

And here they are, the carp leaping over the dragon gate, eyes gleaming with fighting spirit, striding forward once more. Are these two using the platinum as a dynamometer?

On the southern island of Hawaii, in a warm climate, Platinum felt a bone-chilling cold.

No, I have to run. If I don't run now, it's all over!

(Book recommendation: It's a fanfiction about an endless, lost journey)

Dis is not worth it

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Episode 294 The Nun's Work

On one side of the white sand beach, a small building stands quietly with a cross hanging in front of the door.

Once you push open the door, you'll find a small chapel. Entering a room on the side of the chapel, you'll reach the confessional. Here, you can confess all your sins and pray for redemption.

Unfortunately, the people sitting inside now are not proper nuns.

No, she wasn't an improper nun either. How should I put it...

Anyway, there's someone of excellent character sitting inside now.

She changed into a nun's habit, sat on a chair with her legs together, hands folded in front of her knees, and maintained a sweet smile on her face... even though she was almost stiff from smiling.

She dared not slacken her excellent standards in the slightest. Although the camera was filming her from behind, who knew if there was a camera in front of her? Once the production team was finished filming, they would notify her; could she possibly refuse their request?

Rudolph might have the guts, but Good Character wouldn't dare. Sakai said that even if there were any inappropriate actions to be shown on the show, they would be edited out—it's a prime-time program, and they wouldn't do anything to embarrass the guests… but what if, what if? Good Character doesn't want to ruin his public image.

That's not even the most agonizing part. The truly agonizing time is when—

"Hello, I want to repent."

The man with excellent qualities heard a deep, resonant male voice. From the voice of the man sitting opposite him, one could tell that this guy was definitely a big guy, possibly a muscle-bound hunk like Schwarzenegger.

"I...I cheated on my boyfriend. I was not faithful to him."

The deep, burly male voice, tinged with sobs, entered Excellent Quality's eardrums through the simultaneous interpreter beside his ear... Excellent Quality would rather it hadn't entered his eardrums at all.

A single sentence could cause her excellent qualities to falter twice. She even suspected that the actor was deliberately arranged by the production team.

Ugh, I don't want to hear this! If you know it's wrong, then don't do it! Don't pollute my ears and brain!

But you can't say "excellent qualities" like that. She could only continue to listen quietly with a forced smile, and still had to offer them some guidance.

“I love my boyfriend very much, he’s very manly.” A deep, intermittent voice, sobbing, came through the sob. “Before I met him, I never thought I would like a man.”

Come on, I never imagined a big guy like you would like a man! Although I shouldn't discriminate against your sexual orientation, bro, aren't you being a little too weird?

"The day I met him, I was planning to go to an amazing baseball game. I'd had a bit too much to drink at the bar that day, and I was wearing a bright red sash around my neck supporting my team. Then I saw him swaying his hips as he walked towards me... Damn it, I was thinking, if he dared to come any closer, I'd punch him hard..."

"...Then we decided to spend a romantic holiday in the Aegean Sea, and he decided to temporarily put his work aside..."

"...Oh my god, I can't believe it! He was so brave, willing to stand in front of me. My opinion of him has completely changed..."

As the nun listened to the long-winded story, starting from the very beginning of their acquaintance, she wiped her forehead, sweating profusely.

"Um, um? Sir?" The man with excellent manners, realizing he wouldn't be able to hold back any longer, had no choice but to interrupt, "You haven't gotten to the point yet. What do you want to confess?"

The excellent voice, translated by a simultaneous interpreter, became a mechanical electronic voice. To this day, none of the many who come to confess have realized that the person sitting opposite them is actually Japanese.

The sobbing sound stopped temporarily.

"My boyfriend and I wanted to pitch a tent on this beach and enjoy some time together. Then, an argument interrupted us."

"I turned my head and saw a disgusting, greasy man circling around a girl right next to our tent, trying to get her to hire him as her tour guide."

"The girl was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, holding binoculars in one hand and a soft bread with a thick layer of taro paste on the other. My God, that girl had a great figure, she looked just like Candice Swanepoel... Uh, I'm a fashion designer, so I know a bit about these supermodels' names, not that I just like looking at them."

Don't explain anymore. The more you explain, the less I know how to defend you... What else can I say about your excellent manners? She could only smile and nod in agreement, saying, "Sir, you're right. I know you don't like looking at supermodels at all."

"The girl immediately swore at the greasy man and told him to go home and drink his mother's milk. But that wasn't the main point. The girl threw down her binoculars and reached into our tent... My God, she twisted our tent into a ball."

The person with excellent qualities finally showed some empathy; having a tent that had been set up dismantled was indeed infuriating: "What a terrible scene."

"Yes, it was a terrible scene..." The man's deep voice seemed to still carry a hint of reminiscence, "The moment I saw her twist the steel, I... I was stunned, I couldn't move, I was captivated by her, I had an emotional affair. I suddenly realized, that was a woman, and I loved that woman. It's simply unforgivable..."

Why weren't you captivated when you saw a supermodel's figure, but were captivated when you saw her break steel?

Their outstanding qualities are so impressive, I almost want to shout it out loud.

What exactly captivated you?!

This is a confessional, not a place for you to reveal your hobbies!

But what could she say about her excellent character? She could only maintain a smile and offer gentle advice: "I think it would be better if you had a proper talk with your boyfriend. Whether you concealed it or confessed, your intentions have already changed. However, the right to discuss it with your boyfriend is in your hands."

The man stood up, satisfied, his deep voice booming, "Thank you. I feel much better after talking it out."

Only after the man left did Excellent Quality dare to relax a little. Who were all these people who came this morning? Excellent Quality had initially worried that the program might be a bit too boring, but now, seeing that it was far from boring, it was downright terrifying.

Before she could even catch her breath, the door to the confessional opened again. She heard someone sitting down opposite her.

"Hello, I want to confess something." A very pleasant and sexy female voice. While it's wrong to judge a person solely by their voice, this voice definitely sounds like it belongs to a sexy, alluring supermodel... like Candice Swanepoel?

"I broke someone's tent this morning, and I feel bad about that. But that's not the point."

Here you are! It really is you, the supermodel girl who can break steel with her bare hands!

Did you plan this out beforehand?

(Nine chapters to go, bonus chapter)

Episode 295: Nuns don't do this!

"Hello, I would like to confess something."

The sexy female voice made it easy to imagine that the person sitting opposite her was a voluptuous blonde with long, wavy blonde hair and the distinct marks of her swimsuit.

The person with excellent qualities slapped their forehead. "How could this be so perfect? ​​It must be a script arranged by the production team."

Yeah, haha. The theme of this episode might just be to see how you react, just like those shows that scare guests for fun. It's really awful, but the more like it is, the less you should show weakness.

My excellent qualities must be smoothly applied to my ordinary, unassuming role as a吐槽 (tu cao, meaning to complain or criticize) character!

"So what do you want to repent for?" Excellent qualities took a deep breath and regained her composure. She interlaced her fingers in front of her chest, like a true nun, her expression neither sad nor happy.

"I deeply regret my actions; I feel my friend is an idiot."

...What a direct and unrestrained expression of feelings! Is this something that can be broadcast on television?

"My friend is like a giant baby. He always takes advantage of his talent to cause trouble everywhere. He's called an action-oriented person, but he doesn't think things through at all. He just does whatever comes to mind."

"I was studying properly, and suddenly I wanted to form a band. I had to drop out of junior high school to play in a band with others."

"Well..." Excellent Quality gave a vague answer, "It is indeed very serious, after all, a hobby that happens on a whim is very difficult to turn into a profession..."

"No, she succeeded. In their second month as an underground band, they were signed by a record company, and six months later they released their first album, which sold well."

"--- Your friend is quite amazing, you should wish her well..." Excellent quality quickly tried to salvage his words.

"Then that girl, who had just released her first album and had a bright future ahead of her, felt she was tired of the band and abandoned all her bandmates to become a horse racer!"

"..." A slight softening appeared on the expression on his face. "That's a bit of a leap... well, not really, after all, horse racers have to sing and dance, haha. But being a horse racer isn't as simple a job as it seems; there are hardships involved..."

"Oh no, she succeeded too. After her big win in her debut race, she quickly became a star athlete that attracted a lot of attention throughout Europe. That's how I met her on the track."

Are you kidding me?

So you think I'm easy to bully because I can't fight back? Well, let me tell you, you've come to the right person. You've kicked a hornet's nest while trying to step on me!

Excellent qualities, so I tolerated it.

"Isn't your friend's ability to succeed in two industries a testament to his exceptional talent?"

"That's it!" Excellent Quality heard a deafening thud, so loud it shook his small room. Had the person sitting opposite him knocked on the wall? Considering the grip strength across from him—the strength to snap a steel pipe with one hand—it seemed very likely.

"That's what I hate! She's an idiot! She has talent but only knows how to squander it, and she's complacent about her achievements, unaware that she can reach even greater heights!"

"...I apologize for my rudeness. This has nothing to do with what I want to repent for today, please forgive me."

“What I’m trying to say is that I feel like my friend doesn’t really see me as a friend.” Sitting across from her, separated by a barrier, the strange light clenched the bread wrapper in her hand. “To her, I’m just like a tool that she can summon and dismiss at will.”

"She doesn't consider my dignity or my feelings. Whenever I'm with her, I'm the only one constantly accommodating her... This feeling is not only unbearable but also sinful. I don't know if she doesn't consider me a friend, or if she treats all her friends this way."

“I want to repent…” The strange light lowered its head. “I want to repent that I actually doubted my best friend and didn’t consider me a friend.”

...Oh, so that's the problem. The excellent person's furrowed brows relaxed. Questions about friends and love are simply an essential part of the growing-up process.

She leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between herself and the strange light through the barrier. This was a problem worth taking seriously.

"Go talk to your friend. Tell her you care about her and you want her to care about you too."

Excellent qualities are neither a nun nor a psychologist; she can only offer advice from her own perspective.

Perhaps the visitor just wanted a quiet space to confide, but I think if a word can change things, then it's better to say it.

Even if you talk to a hundred people, only one will listen. But among those hundred who listen, one will take action. That shows that excellent listening skills are not without value.

Even if it's only for half a day, to become a qualified... well, you have to be an ordinary nun at the very least, with excellent qualities.

"···I see."

The person with excellent qualities heard a slow, relieved sigh, followed by the sound of someone getting up.

"Thank you for listening to me. Although I can't hear your real voice, I think you must be a very respected and kind person."

Huh?

huh huh?

Was I just praised?

Hearing such praise, even those with excellent qualities can't help but puff out their chests.

"Well then, goodbye. I'm going to find my friend... to have a good talk."

With the harsh sound of metal scraping against the ground, the footsteps faded into the distance, leaving only the stiff-faced Excellent Quality.

...Hmm? What was she holding in her hand just now?

Since we couldn't see the person's posture at all, we could only judge their good manners by their voice. That person was definitely not just holding some random stick, right? It was a steel pipe, the kind they took from the tent, wasn't it?

I feel like what I mean by "let's have a chat" is not the same as what she means by "let's have a chat".

I hope there won't be any problems...

Excellent qualities began to tremble with fear. Then, she patted her cheeks and mentally encouraged herself.

Don't worry, this is definitely a prank by the production team! Keep going and you'll win!