Uma Musume: To The Top!!

The horse girls unloaded every piece of luggage from the cars. With physical strength far beyond that of ordinary humans, each of them effortlessly carried several large suitcases toward the estate's villa district.

"Kuro-kun, we suddenly brought so many people with us. We're not causing you any trouble, are we?"

As they walked, Symboli Rudolf quietly moved closer and lowered her voice.

At some point, the way she addressed Kuroha had begun to change.

Originally, she had called him "Trainer Kuroha," maintaining a certain distance between them. Gradually, she had started addressing him directly by name.

Now, she had naturally adopted the same affectionate nickname used by Maruzensky and the others.

Kuroha did not find it strange. He simply smiled and shook his head.

"Don't worry. I'm delighted that all of you came so far to watch McQueen's race."

"However..."

As he spoke, Kuroha turned his gaze toward a certain corner of the group.

There, a petite girl with a crescent-shaped forelock was suspiciously hiding behind Fujimasa March, doing everything she could to make herself less noticeable.

"Teio, stop hiding and come here."

Tokai Teio, who had been happily admiring the scenery, immediately shuddered.

"...March-senpai."

She pouted miserably and gently tugged at Fujimasa March's clothes, pleading for help.

Unfortunately, the silver-haired horse girl merely exchanged a brief glance with Kuroha. A smile filled with mutual understanding appeared in her eyes.

Without mercy, March grabbed Teio by the scruff of her neck, sealing her fate.

"Teio, behave yourself."

Since becoming a married woman at the beginning of the year, Fujimasa March had remained as breathtakingly beautiful as ever, but her aura was completely different from when she had been an active racer.

Her silky silver-white hair was now neatly tied into a high ponytail.

Her clothes had also gradually shifted away from her former girlish style toward that of a mature, capable woman.

She appeared gallant, commanding, and brimming with confidence.

As the longest-serving senior on the team, March had practically watched Tokai Teio grow up.

When she spoke, Teio naturally did not dare disobey.

"Okay..."

Tokai Teio answered with a miserable expression.

In terms of physical ability alone, she had already surpassed everyone on Chasing Light except Mejiro McQueen and Sunday Silence.

Yet she could not summon the slightest desire to resist by force. She could only sway helplessly as March escorted her before Kuroha.

Kuroha looked at the petite girl following beside him with her head lowered.

He helplessly tapped her head with the bag in his hand.

"Go on, explain yourself. Why did you come too? Have you decided the Kikuka Sho back home no longer matters?"

Tokai Teio covered her head and stuck out her tongue.

"Of course not! This year's Kikuka Sho isn't until November 3. Even if I return after watching McQueen's race, I'll still have almost twenty days to prepare!"

"You little idiot..."

Kuroha could not help laughing at her overly naive calculations.

Given Tokai Teio's absolute dominance in Japan, even if her condition declined by twenty or thirty percent, none of Central's other Classic-generation horse girls could possibly defeat her.

Nevertheless, Kuroha deliberately hardened his expression and sternly lectured her.

"Did you account for the time difference, difficulty acclimating to the local environment, maintaining your athletic condition, the physical exhaustion caused by long-distance travel, and the side effects of switching between two completely different diets?"

"Never mind the possibility of developing other subtle, chronic acclimatization problems."

Faced with that long list of complicated terms, Tokai Teio did not panic in the slightest.

Instead, she affectionately wrapped both arms around Kuroha's waist and rubbed her cheek against him.

"Hee-hee. The Trainer is going back with me once the race is over anyway!"

"When that happens, you'll definitely have a way to solve everything, won't you?"

"...Honestly, you."

Faced with the girl's absolute trust in him, Kuroha could no longer maintain his stern expression.

He could only sigh helplessly.

Elsewhere in the procession, Super Creek followed closely behind Fumino.

"Trainer, why did I have to come too?"

Fumino turned and glanced at her.

The first thing that entered her field of vision was Creek's remarkably curvy figure, which seemed ready to strain her coat's limits.

Only afterward did she notice the gentle, puzzled expression on Creek's face.

"What? Didn't you want to watch this race in person?"

"I did!"

Super Creek answered without hesitation.

As a horse girl—especially an elite horse girl who had successfully mastered a [Domain]—there was no possibility that she would pass up the chance to witness a legendary race destined to enter history.

However...

Super Creek uneasily looked at the companions surrounding her.

"I feel a little out of place walking with everyone."

The members of Chasing Light who had once competed alongside her were all monsters with extraordinary strength and dazzling records.

Even the other legends from Central who had come to support McQueen possessed several G1 victories apiece.

By comparison, she...

Creek looked down at herself, pouted, and quietly muttered, "I feel so unimpressive..."

Fumino stared at her speechlessly.

"How are you out of place? Aren't you a member of Chasing Light too?"

A question mark practically appeared above Super Creek's head.

"Eh? Who is? Me?"

The bewildered girl pointed at the tip of her own nose.

Fumino nodded as though it were obvious.

"I'm now Chasing Light's assistant Trainer. Since you're my trainee, you naturally transferred to Chasing Light along with me."

"The paperwork was completed a long time ago."

Fumino suddenly paused.

"...Did I never tell you about that?"

"You most certainly did not, Trainer..."

Super Creek puffed out her cheeks and stared resentfully at Fumino.

"Hm? Uh... haha. I suppose I've been so busy with work lately that I accidentally forgot to mention it..."

After hearing Creek's complaint, the beautiful purple-haired woman also realized that something was wrong and laughed awkwardly.

...

It did not take long for the enormous procession to reach the estate's parking area.

Under the guidance of the estate staff, everyone headed toward their assigned villas.

Nearly every member of Chasing Light had come on this trip, and they had been joined by Central Tracen's cheering delegation.

A single villa clearly could not accommodate everyone.

That left them facing one exceptionally important question:

Who would stay in the same villa as the Trainer tonight?

At Inari One's suggestion, everyone decided to settle the matter through rock-paper-scissors.

The final victors were Fumino, Super Creek, Fujimasa March, and Sakura Chiyono O. The four of them earned the privilege of staying in Kuroha's villa.

Inari One, Obey Your Master, Mejiro Ardan, Tokai Teio, Mihono Bourbon, Rice Shower, and the others were regrettably defeated and assigned to the neighboring villa.

After a short rest, everyone finished unpacking their belongings.

Kuroha then reorganized the group and led them toward the training grounds.

(End of Chapter)

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