Umamusume's days are numbered

Today's Hanshin debut match would have been like this—if Platinum wasn't there.

Platinum's victory was so dazzling and outstanding that it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

[That kid named Bai Jin is so cute! He's running and waving at the camera, and he seems to be winning with ease.]

[Falling behind by more than ten horse lengths, leading from start to finish, this must be the runaway horse girl!]

【She was completely white; I've never seen such a pure white horse before】

[They're supposedly from Europe, and there seems to be some kind of bloodline connection φ(゜▽゜*)?]

[Really? wwwww Don't scare me!]

[Okay, okay, I've decided to go for this one exclusively. The whole internet is asking for news about this kid. Does he have a Twitter account?]

Of course, besides the overwhelming victory, Platinum's appearance earned her even more praise. A pure white, exquisitely doll-like child with one in a million talents, a natural idol with flawless looks from every angle—these factors combined and naturally generated buzz.

The current hype is just beginning, but it's foreseeable that the hype surrounding platinum will only grow stronger.

[Seriously, are you guys serious? Does anyone actually like this kind of guy?]

[I heard this guy is incredibly arrogant. After winning the competition, he locked all the female horse girls outside the lounge to let them stand in the cold wind, and even boasted that the winner's stage didn't need any backup dancers.]

[Go ahead and spread rumors ('。＿。｀) It's true that you can lie without evidence on the internet.]

Believe it or not, this is what a friend who works at Hanshin Racecourse told me.

[Here it comes! I told you I was Platinum's boyfriend, why didn't you believe me?]

Don't act crazy here.

However, Platinum was indeed absent from the winner's stage of Hanshin's debut battle, wasn't he?

[Wasn't the official announcement about him being unwell?]

[Can you imagine she got sick as soon as she stepped off the stage after watching her finish the race? I certainly don't believe it. If you ask me, it's just that those foreigners are too arrogant and look down on our winners' stage. They might look cute, but who knows how awful their personalities could be?]

[Isn't it inappropriate to criticize someone like that? wwwww And refusing to go on the winner's stage, doesn't that seem super cool and rock?]

Our country doesn't need people like that. If she's a pampered princess, it's better for her to go back to where she came from.

Looking at these words on social media, Platinum pursed her lips and put away her phone.

She was wearing the hood of her windbreaker, tucking her strikingly white hair inside. The windbreaker was more than a size too big for Bai Jin, hanging down to her calves.

In despair, she stuffed her phone into her pocket and shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Boss—where is the boss? I've been here for ages, why hasn't anyone brought me a drink?"

The bartender, with her blue highlights on her forehead, glanced at Platinum and said, "Little sister, go home. This isn't a place for you, and I won't sell you any drinks."

"I'm not a little sister, I'm an adult!" Platinum slammed her hand on the table through gritted teeth, seemingly indifferent to everything. "Why do you care so much? Just give it to me!"

"Take a look at your height first," the bartender sighed, poured a glass of lemonade and placed it in front of Platinum, then pulled out a banknote and placed it at the bottom of the glass. "And listen to your voice. Little girl, are you past puberty yet?"

"Running away from home in a fit of pique won't solve anything. Talking it out with your parents and friends is the solution. This will only hurt those who care about you. Finish this drink and take a taxi home; it's on me."

The bartender's intentions may have been good, but this statement has traversed all of Platinum's minefield.

Platinum jumped up, his Adam's apple bobbing twice before he slumped back down weakly.

She's right, there's no point in me throwing a tantrum here.

Come to think of it, why am I here? It's just that after running off the track, I was lost and didn't know where to go, and before I knew it, I was sitting here.

Everything is meaningless now, everything is over. The so-called new life is just an illusion, and the two legs are phantom limbs carved from wax.

This shitty world offers no way out. As an online gamer, maybe I should consider quitting. Platinum grinned, his dry lips revealing tiny wounds.

She was now thirsty and exhausted. Running had consumed a lot of energy and taken away a lot of water and salt, and she hadn't drunk any water or eaten any food since leaving the racetrack.

"—Hey, little sister, I have something to say." At this moment, the young man sitting next to Bai Jin waved to her warmly. The young man wore blue contact lenses, had many earrings in both ears, a wooden guitar at his feet, and was wearing a long shirt. He smiled warmly at Bai Jin, "Would you like a drink?"

"If you take off your hat, this cup is yours," the young man said, pointing to the cup in front of him.

"Haha, Zheng, that's enough, stop bullying the girl." The companion next to him nudged the young man's shoulder and winked at Bai Jin, "Don't worry, we're in a band, we come here to sing occasionally. I'm the keyboardist, and Zheng plays guitar. Zheng is super popular with girls."

"Hey, you two, get a grip." The bartender frowned and glared at the two of them, then turned to Platinum and said, "Ignore them, finish your water and get out of here."

"...What do you want to see what I look like? Okay." Completely ignoring what the bartender was saying, Platinum directly pulled off the hood of her windbreaker, freeing her white, almost transparent hair from the hood. Her ears on the top of her head twitched involuntarily as she felt the air flow.

Platinum shook her head, freeing her hair from its confinement. Her sweet face was now fully exposed to everyone.

Episode 11: Atrocities and Restraint

The atmosphere in the bar froze as Platinum's face was exposed to the air.

"Hey, Zheng, isn't that...?" The drummer next to him shook the guitarist's arm, "...the one from Hanshin Racecourse today..."

After a brief silence, whispers began to circulate in the bar. Platinum was attracting far more attention than she had imagined, especially since she was near the Hanshin Racecourse; she had actually been recognized.

"You're kidding me... If I remember correctly, the Uma Musume participants in the debut battle are all elementary school students, so how did they end up here?"

"Wasn't it said that he was unwell and therefore didn't participate in the winners' stage?"

"Can I take a picture... this is a real person."

"Shall we try it later?"

This is the guests talking in hushed tones.

The guitarist, whom the drummer called A-Zheng, was also taken aback. He looked Bai Jin up and down twice, then timidly withdrew his hand.

Putting aside whether it's pretty or not, to be fair, Platinum is more than just pretty, but targeting a middle school student is just too inhumane.

The guitarist initially thought it might be a high school student, but what he saw was a face that looked about fourteen years old with a youthful appearance.

Moreover... this isn't some runaway high school girl you'd see anywhere; she's a champion racehorse girl who just finished her debut race and is currently a sensation online. If I really make a move, who knows how many troubles will follow.

However, just because the person who initiated the conversation wants to stop doesn't mean the person being approached wants to end it.

"Is that all?" Platinum looked coldly at the flippant guitarist and drummer. "You just want to see my face?"

"Don't you... want to see more?"

Before they could react, Platinum extended two fingers and slowly pulled down the zipper around her neck. As her fingers moved downwards, her swan-like elegant neck, delicate collarbone, and fair skin were gradually exposed to the air.

This is the body of a fourteen-year-old, a beautiful torso in the most essential and golden period of a person's life. At this stage, the body is far from fully formed, thus possessing endless possibilities. This convergence of possibilities forms the sweetest ingredient of youth.

Therefore, while some people might not prefer girls of this age, they would undoubtedly be drawn to the cotton candy-like beauty of these girls—the drummer and guitarist were no exception. Whether shocked by Platinum's boldness or captivated by the enchanting scenery, their gazes were firmly fixed on Platinum.

"Hey, young lady, don't do that." The bartender frowned, trying to stop the scene.

The bartender was too late. Platinum had already unzipped the jacket completely and then threw the heavy windbreaker at their faces.

The guitarist, referred to as A-Zheng, felt a blur before his eyes, and his entire vision was plunged into darkness. His head was covered by the windbreaker that Platinum had tossed up.

Before he could figure out what was happening, he felt a heavy blow to his chest. It felt like being hit squarely in the chest by a baseball with all its might, or even like being pierced through the chest by a bullet. The excruciating pain immediately spread from his chest throughout his body, especially towards his brain. His nerves frantically sent pain signals into his brain, leaving the guitarist's mind almost blank, to the point that he could barely control his body.

The guitarist felt himself fall to the ground, sliding across the marble floor, collapsing like a fish pulled from the water. Only then did he feel his hearing and touch gradually returning.

"Ah Zheng! Ah Zheng, how are you?"

Bai Jin lowered her right leg, which she had just kicked out. Of course, she was wearing a shirt properly under her windbreaker—but because she had raised her leg so high, her slender waist was exposed.

Not many people can withstand being kicked by a horse. Not everyone is Ryu Nishizaki.

"Want to see? Don't you even know your own limitations!" Platinum revealed a look of disgust.

"Right now, I'm feeling really bad."

She walked a few meters forward and yanked the windbreaker off the guitarist's body. The guitarist clutched his chest and collapsed to the ground, his stomach churning with excruciating pain, stomach acid and his dinner gushing from his mouth.

"So, thank you." Standing beside the two of them, Platinum gave them a pure and innocent smile.

"Thank you for taking it out on me. I'm venting my anger, I know that clearly. But it shouldn't matter if I take it out on two scumbags, right?"

Perhaps because racehorse girls are all innocent and adorable sprites, the public's impression of them is more that of young girls who need protection and care—but everyone has overlooked a fact.

There are even special running tracks for Uma Musume (racehorse girls) on the streets, where they can go faster than cars driving in the city. Such speed, and the physique that can support such legs—must be far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Unfortunately, Platinum is not innocent at all. On the contrary, she has just verbally offended many female horses and swaggered out of the racetrack. She is a complete scoundrel.

Therefore, it's not difficult for Platinum to accept the unrestrained use of this violence, which far exceeds that of others.

"You bastard—you dare to lay a hand on us!" The drummer suddenly stood up from next to the guitarist, his eyes red, and grabbed a glass bottle from the counter, smashing it at Platinum.

At this point, he no longer cares what Bai Jin is doing online; he just wants to tear that annoying face to shreds!

However, Platinum grabbed the drummer's wrist with a swift movement. With just a slight pressure, the drummer's face twitched, as if he had almost broken his wrist.

Platinum gently twisted the drummer's wrist, and he was forced to his knees in pain as Platinum grabbed his shoulders. With his free hand, Platinum snatched the bottle and waved it in front of the drummer.

"Let me make this clear beforehand: although I'm not a good person either, you all brought this on yourselves."

"Don't forget today next time you whistle at a girl."

Platinum held the bottle upside down and slammed it hard against the bar, shattering the neck and spilling the liquor.

"Have you ever watched TV dramas? Don't you know that you can't kill someone by hitting them with an empty wine bottle?"

"You fucking bastard, let go of me—"

"Shh, don't make a sound. I'm annoyed, so I hit hard." Platinum closed one eye, stuck out her tongue, and gestured at the drummer's head as if aiming.

Just then, the doorbell rang to signal the arrival of a customer. The customer was not intimidated by the situation inside the store; on the contrary, he went straight to the seat closest to Platinum and sat down.

"Looks like I've arrived just in time?" A woman's voice rang in Platinum's ear. Rudolf symbolically turned his head, poured himself a glass of lemonade, and took a small sip.

Episode 12 The Emperor and the Princess

With long, dark chestnut hair reaching her waist, a striking white highlight on her forehead, a pair of diamond-shaped ears on her head, and a fluffy ponytail trailing behind her—undoubtedly, the newcomer was also a horse girl.

She wore a dark green trench coat that covered her full chest. The woman's expression was gentle, yet carried an undeniable authority... this was the domineering nature of an emperor.

The most outstanding racehorse girl in history, a world-class racehorse girl, and perhaps the strongest in this country to date?

Since her debut, she has been undefeated, sweeping all the major prizes she participated in with an invincible and domineering attitude, and winning the classic Triple Crown. She is the first undefeated Triple Crown racehorse girl in history. During her career, she ruled the entire racetrack with an emperor-like authority, making all her opponents flee in terror—this is the symbol of Rudolph, the racehorse girl standing at the pinnacle of all racehorse girls.

And this very emperor—now stood personally before Platinum.

“…Rudolph Symbol?” Platinum clicked his tongue and tossed the bottle aside. “Why would we be here? Were we just here to enjoy the nightlife?”

Even a thought would tell me it was impossible; the timing was perfect, with him sitting right next to me—this was clearly aimed at me.

It seems this bottle just won't come down. If Rudolph were here, given her personality, she would absolutely not allow a fight to happen. Whether someone is violent towards her or she is violent towards someone else, it would never happen in front of her.

As for fighting with a racehorse girl... forget it. Not to mention that the person in front of me is a mature racehorse girl whose body is at its peak, and whether I can beat her; even if I could, if I started fighting with her, not only would I look bad, but I would also drag innocent bystanders into it... It's better to avoid indiscriminately bombing people like a terrorist.

“So you know me.” Rudolf looked at Platinum with considerable surprise. “It seems you didn’t come to this country unprepared.”

"As for why I came here... shouldn't some people ask themselves that question?" Rudolph took a sip of lemonade and sighed as he looked at Platinum.

"I had just finished a lecture and was thinking of finding a place to grab a bite when I immediately received a call from Ms. Suguru Tsuna. She said that a rebellious kid had gone missing somewhere, so I had no choice but to search for him and Qi Cao, one by one, from street to street..."

"Fortunately, we finally found it." Rudolf smiled at Platinum. "So... let me confirm. Are you Platinum?"

"Surugawa Tessuna..." Platinum's heart sank again. It could be said that the situation had evolved to this point because of Surugawa Tessuna. If it weren't for Surugawa Tessuna, he wouldn't have gotten on that track, and things wouldn't have turned out this way.

Now I'm worried about escaping the winner's stage, and how despicable I am... What a damn kind person.

Unfortunately, it is precisely because of this kindness... the kinder Tsuna appears, the more distressed Shirogane becomes.

“Yes, I am Platinum.” Platinum released the drummer’s wrist and kicked him in the back, knocking him to the ground.

"Thank you for your trouble. Please tell Ms. Junchuan that I am very grateful to her for giving me this opportunity to compete and fulfill my dream."

She picked up the windbreaker from the ground and put it on.

Platinum is preparing to leave. She doesn't want to have anything to do with either Rudolf's symbol or Tsuna Suguru.

I've made enough of a scene now, and it's time to think about... what to do next.

Rudolf seemed quite surprised: "You're leaving already? What are you going to do next?"

"What should we do? What do you mean?"

“A foreigner, barely fluent in Japanese, with no identification, no entry record, and nowhere to be found—either he’s an illegal immigrant, or there really is a magic door in the world.” Rudolph tapped the table, signaling Platinum to look at him. “How are you going to live? No hotel will take you.”

"Don't worry about it, I have my own way." Bai Jin didn't turn around, but continued walking towards the door.