The way Uma Musume looks at me is so scary!

That's why he was so agitated.

Because Narita Shirajin has shown such strength, she is not only almost unchallenged in the Triple Crown Classic, but completely unchallenged. From leading by three and a half lengths in the Satsuki Sho to leading by five lengths in the Japanese Derby, Narita Shirajin seems to have not yet shown her limit.

This is a G1-level tournament, a classic triple crown match. None of her opponents are weak, yet Narita Shirahito still managed to produce such a terrifying record.

The statement that he could crush everyone with his strength was not an exaggeration or metaphor when spoken by Narita Shirahito; it was simply a statement.

She can indeed overwhelm everyone with her strength.

If it were the previous Kentaro Sugiki, he might not have felt so helpless about this statement, and perhaps he would have been like many others, hoping for the birth of another Triple Crown racehorse girl.

But everything changed at the Kobe Shimbun Cup. When he saw his childhood dream running on the field once again, the scales in Kentaro Sugiki's heart had quietly tipped.

Rather than witnessing the birth of yet another Triple Crown winner, he would much rather see Northern House shine once again in the world of horse racing.

To try to challenge the mainstream ideas of the entire horse racing industry on one's own is like a person standing on a small boat and charging against the current of the entire ocean—reckless and foolish.

He could only tell himself again and again that Xiuxing Meng had not yet shown her true strength at the Kobe News Cup, but this was not enough to convince himself. If Xiuxing Meng had not shown her full strength, then did Narita Shirahito have given his all?

Such fantasies are meaningless; the clear and specific data before your eyes are the best proof of your strength.

No matter how many times Kentaro Sugiki calculated, he could not determine the probability of Hidehoshi's victory.

"Can we really... win?"

"It will win."

On the same night, the grandmother in the northern family did not fall asleep, but stared at the moonlight in front of the window as if she were talking to someone.

“I know that Xingmeng has good talent, but her opponent is Narita Shirohito. You and I are both seasoned veterans, and we know exactly what kind of power she has hidden.”

The dial-up phone in front of her was emitting a lot of noise, as if the microphone was malfunctioning due to lack of cleaning. However, the grandmother from the north seemed oblivious and continued talking to the person next to her on the phone.

“I know that child better than you do. The power she possesses will exceed everyone’s imagination. The future glory of the Northern family will rest on her shoulders.”

"She...will bring the Northern Family back to its glorious era."

Upon hearing the grandmother's words from the north, the person on the other end of the phone sighed before speaking.

"More important than any so-called glory is ensuring that the children of the family live in the sunlight."

"You've put too much pressure on Xingmeng."

"She's still just a child, yet she's burdened with this so-called glory..."

Before the words on the phone had even finished, the grandmother from the north gripped the wheelchair tightly and shouted hoarsely.

"Shut up!"

"Your family has just experienced its peak generation, and there are many outstanding descendants in the future who will not have to worry about inheritance. What do you know about me?!"

"Mejiro...Asama!"

She practically roared out her last name, and even the dust on the table was shaken off by the shocking sound.

Megumi Asama remained silent for a while on the other end of the phone, seemingly waiting for the other person to calm down before slowly speaking.

"If it were me, if Mejiro were to face that day in the future, I wouldn't want the children to push themselves to the limit for that so-called glory."

"Even if the Mejiro family's name is eventually covered in dust, I hope the children will have a bright future."

Upon hearing this, the northern grandmother, panting heavily, curled the corners of her lips in a mocking smile.

"That's because the Mejiro family is too young. You're practically the first generation of horse girls to establish the Mejiro family, so how could you possibly understand how we, the Kita family, feel?"

“From Saint Simon to Nielco to the Northern Dancers, how many years do you think our family has endured? How can we easily abandon the glory accumulated by our ancestors?”

After she finished speaking, the entire villa returned to the suffocating silence that had preceded it. Moonlight shone through the window, illuminating a faint circle in the darkness, and the shadow sitting in the wheelchair became even more hunched.

Her health was not good to begin with, and the intense emotional fluctuations have only made her condition worse.

Of course, Megumi Asama knew what was going on with her old friend. She simply waited silently for her to recover. For this old friend with such a high sense of self-respect, this was the best respect Megumi Asama could give her.

After a long while, once the heavy breathing on the other end of the phone had finally subsided, Mubai Qianjian spoke softly.

You need to take good care of your health.

"If one day she regains the glory of the Northern family but you never have the chance to see it, what's the point of it all?"

“I understand my own situation. I have done everything I can, and ending the Northern Family’s curse is the last thing I can do.”

"Even if it's for Xingmeng's sake, do you really want a child to stay in that dilapidated Western-style building?!"

Ignoring Bai Qian's increasingly urgent tone on the other end of the phone, the grandmother leaned heavily on her wheelchair, gazing at the bright moonlight outside the window and murmuring to herself.

"Chrysanthemum Appreciation... We absolutely must win, we will definitely win."

Chapter 152 Chrysanthemum Appreciation Opening Ceremony

November 6th, light rain, Kyoto Racecourse.

The drizzling autumn rain, carried by a gentle breeze, touched people's faces. Even those wearing long-sleeved coats could feel a slight chill. But at this moment, no one in the stands of Kyoto Racecourse cared about the cold. They stood together, huddled together, seemingly watching the race with expectant eyes.

Regarding the classic Triple Crown, there's a saying in the horse racing world: the fastest female horse wins the Satsuki Sho, the luckiest female horse wins the Japanese Derby, and the strongest female horse wins the Kikuka Sho.

Today is the day to determine the strongest racehorse girl.

Moreover, this year's Triple Crown is special, as one of the racehorses has already won the Satsuki Sho and the Japanese Derby, and has also unsurprisingly made it to the Kikuka Sho stage.

From leading the second-place finisher by three and a half lengths in the Satsuki Sho to five lengths in the Japanese Derby, Narita Shirahito, hailed as the strongest of his generation, has undeniably won the Kikuka Sho and become another triple crown winner.

People gathered here, amidst the autumn rain, just to witness this moment.

They will become witnesses to history, seeing the birth of yet another triple crown winner.

Among the crowd, a horse racer with long, black, princess-style hair looked away from the rain with some disdain, seemingly not wanting the rain to wet her bangs.

After realizing what was happening, her roommate, who had been pushed in front of her, immediately had several 'h' characters appear on her forehead.

"Didn't you say you were going to challenge Narita Shirahito? What are you doing standing in the stands? Hurry up and run down to get soaked in the rain!"

As she spoke, she grabbed Fujino Mark's sleeve forcefully, intending to throw her onto the field.

"That's precisely because we want to beat Narita Shirahito, that we need to observe her better from the audience! And aren't you also unwilling to accept defeat? If you're so good at talking, why don't you go down first!"

Not to be outdone, Fujino Mark Wang began a struggle in the audience by pulling on the clothes of the thank-you stage performer.

Just as the two were locked in a fierce battle, neither willing to give an inch, the commentator's voice suddenly came from above their ears.

"Now it's contestant number one, Starlight Knight. Having just faced off against Narita Shirahito in the Kyoto News Cup, can she steal her own spotlight on the Chrysanthemum Award stage?"

Upon hearing the familiar name, the two women stopped what they were doing and turned around at the same time, staring intently at the short-haired racehorse girl who walked out of the contestant tunnel.

"She's here."

"That stubborn guy."

As fellow horse girls who had competed on the same field as Narita Shirahito and Hideyuki Hoshino, they naturally knew what Starlight Knight's motivations were in deciding to come to the Chrysanthemum Appreciation.

Fujino Marko and the thank-you stage chose to temporarily avoid the limelight at the Chrysanthemum Viewing Festival, partly because they were not used to the 3,000-meter Chrysanthemum Viewing Festival, but also partly because they wanted to take a break.

But Starlight Warrior actually won the Kobe News Cup and the Kyoto News Cup. After facing Hideyuki and Narita Shirahito in succession, he did not lose heart. Instead, he mustered up his courage again and came to the Chrysanthemum Appreciation stage.

Although they didn't say it, they secretly admired him.

My visit to the Chrysanthemum Appreciation event was partly to cheer on this horse racer who shares the same goal.

As the two women were looking at Starlight, Starlight seemed to have noticed them as well. She stood in the rain and waved to the two women in the audience.

Watching those exaggerated movements, Fujino Mark even felt that he could imagine Starman's bright smile through the rain.

"idiot……"

Fujino Mark Wang subconsciously turned his head to dodge, but the thank-you stage, which he had already guessed, twisted his head and grabbed his hand, making him wave to the Starlight Warriors on the field.

"What did you do?"

Fujino Mark said with a frown, but despite her words, her attempts to struggle were weak.

"They're already in the audience, why are they pretending not to know them?"

Knowing her stubborn temper all along, he said helplessly during the thank-you speech, while pulling her hand and waving, he also waved himself.

Even through the gloomy rain, Starlight could still see her companions cheering her on, and her smiles grew even brighter as she watched the two people in the audience.

For Starlight Girl, the luckiest thing during this period was meeting Mark O. Fujino and the thank-you stage.

Without their encouragement and support, both overt and covert, I might not have made it to the Chrysanthemum Appreciation stage at all.

Despite their different personalities, the three of them share the same determination to win. Even after losing to Narita Shirahito, they still refuse to give up and want to challenge the strongest of their generation again.

Perhaps it was this stubbornness that brought the three of them together.

Just as Starlight was being encouraged by his partner's cheers, the commentator had already introduced several more contestants. He was about to introduce the next horse girl when he suddenly paused and coughed as if clearing his throat.

This somewhat deliberate behavior made everyone present realize something, and people's eyes unconsciously turned to the contestants' passage, even the three Starlight Warriors who had just been cheering each other on.

"The strongest of its generation? Or a monster that blinds the eyes? Powerful racehorse girls always have many titles to tell of their glory. Today, this racehorse girl may be about to receive a new title!"

"The path to a triple crown is already two-way. At this final Chrysanthemum Festival, will we witness the birth of yet another triple crown champion?!"

As the commentator gave his passionate commentary, the audience's anticipation reached its peak. No further words were needed; everyone knew who the next horse girl to appear would be.

"The next horse girl to appear is—"

"Number one in popularity! Contestant number four, Narita Shirahito!"

As the words fell, a figure slowly walked from the contestant tunnel onto the racetrack. Her purple trench coat swayed gently in the breeze, and her long black hair was dyed as black as ink in the rain. All eyes in the Kyoto Racecourse were drawn to her.

In response to the fervent gazes that seemed to surge like a tidal wave, the racehorse girl with a white bandage on her nose simply nodded slightly to the audience.

"Let's go."

She said this before embarking on the final journey to win the triple crown.

Amidst thunderous cheers from the audience, Narita Shirahito officially stepped onto the Chrysanthemum Sho stage. Her only goal was to become a true Triple Crown racehorse girl.

At that moment, in the contestant tunnel behind Narita Shirahito, in the darkness unseen by anyone, another black-haired racehorse girl slowly opened her eyes.

Chapter 153 Wolf

The racehorse girls stake all their skills on the racetrack, hoping to seize a glimmer of hope for glory. For that glorious victory, they burn with fighting spirit and ambition, stepping onto this battlefield-like track with utmost care.

However, Narita Shirahito was unable to sense these things.

Before a fight can begin, you need an enemy. The prerequisite for arousing competitiveness is to have an opponent worth fighting for, but Narita Shirahito cannot find such a racehorse girl on the track.

As a result, the match became increasingly boring. Satsuki won the classic Japanese derby triple crown, and one after another, the titles symbolizing glory were handed to Narita Shirahito as crowns, but she found it all so tedious.

Without rivals, glory is meaningless.

Without enemies, the brilliance will cease to exist.

From the three-horse race of the Satsuki Sho to the five-horse race of the Japanese Derby, she had long since given up hope on the level of these people. They were like weeds in the background, completely unable to arouse even the slightest interest in Narita Shirahito.

Naturally, it also couldn't fill the hunger that kept welling up in my heart.

Like a lone wolf, she constantly hunted in the grassland, trying to find her kind other than herself. Unlike the bland weeds, only such kind could give Narita Shirahito the taste of blood and flesh, and fill the hunger that welled up in her heart.

But even though the classic triple crown journey has reached the Chrysanthemum Award and there is not much time left this year, Narita Shirahito still has not found the kind of person she is looking for.

Then there's no need to have any expectations anymore.

Her golden eyes, like those of a wild beast, pierced through the rain, scanning all the racehorse girls before her as if hunting. Her deliberately subdued aura erupted in an instant, and the dangerous feeling, like that of a carnivore, transformed into real fangs that slashed across the skin of all the racehorse girls.

All the female horse racers present vaguely sensed that today's race was different from the previous ones.

If Narita Shirahito was still deliberately suppressing his desire for flesh and blood before the Chrysanthemum Viewing, hoping that the racehorse girls would give him a surprise...

So today, Narita Shirahito has given up on that expectation.

She will win the Chrysanthemum Prize and step onto the stage of the Ama Commemoration with the glory of being a triple crown winner, to face all the racehorse girls who are still competing on the track.

There are no longer any like-minded people like Narita Shirahito in this generation, so she places her hopes on her predecessors from previous generations, hoping that those seasoned racehorse girls will find their own kind.

Seeing Narita Shirahito's terrifying aura, like a ferocious beast awakening, Starlight Knight subconsciously swallowed. This was completely different from the Narita Shirahito she had seen at the Kyoto News Cup.

If Narita Shirahito had previously impressed her as a proud and powerful racehorse girl, now, the Narita Shirahito before Starlight Knight had transformed into a bloodthirsty lone wolf. The chilling killing intent, like the sharp teeth of a beast, grazed her cheek, giving Starlight Knight the illusion that she was in a jungle.

Narita Shirahito's nickname is "The Blinding Monster." Starlight Knight previously thought this name was just a common exaggeration in the horse racing world, but now it seems that the title "Monster" is absolutely true.

Cool raindrops fell from his bangs, wetting his eyelashes. Starlight Man subconsciously touched his already soaked back.

"rain?"

"No, it looks like sweat no matter how you look at it."

Looking at Narita Shirahito, who was displaying a fierce aura, Starlight Knight shouted in a somewhat desperate manner.