A wonderful night had just passed in one of the manor's rooms.
If one had to describe it, the essence of the evening could be summed up as—
Thump!!
Flash!!
Just a few words from top to bottom, that's all.
--+--
Sunlight from the early morning spilled into the room, the curtains unable to fully block its rays.
When Lin Anran opened his eyes, his mind—feeling as though it had just rebooted after a crash—clearly recalled everything that had happened the previous night.
Lying beside him on the large bed was a dark-haired girl, completely unclothed, with a graceful and alluring figure. She seemed deeply exhausted, resting with her eyes closed, as if she didn't even have the strength to open them.
At the same time, a dull ache began to rise from Lin Anran's lower back.
"Huh?"
After processing the situation, Lin Anran wasn't stunned because of his sore back.
Instead, he was puzzled about his own body… Since when had it become so resilient?
Although his kidneys were a bit sore, there were no other intense pains?
But he was just an ordinary person?!
As a professional Uma Musume doctor, Lin Anran knew all too well how vastly superior these girls—who looked almost human aside from their animal ears and tails—were in terms of physical prowess compared to regular human girls!
Horseplay!
Typically, this referred to a famous song performed on the Winner's Stage, "The Legend of Horseplay," a tune reserved for victorious Uma Musume to perform after a race.
However… outside of competitions, "horseplay" had another meaning.
One that left many partners of Uma Musume suffering miserably, their pelvises unable to withstand the… intensity.
After all, the physical gap between Uma Musume and humans was a chasm difficult to bridge.
And now, after a night of passion with Sham—their first time for both—the disheveled state of the bed was proof enough of their initial recklessness and lack of restraint…
In this state, Sham was sound asleep, seemingly too exhausted to even open her eyes.
The night, the current scene, and even his own physical condition—all of this left the unscrupulous young doctor utterly astonished.
Once he fully gathered his wits, Lin Anran got out of bed and walked to the wardrobe to fetch fresh clothes from his suitcase.
Then, he headed toward the bathroom in the room, intending to take a shower to clear his head and regain his composure.
Lin Anran wasn't trying to escape, nor was he thinking of grabbing his suitcase and making a run for it in the middle of the night.
As someone highly regarded by many young foreign-born Uma Musume and known for his caring attitude toward them, this was the first time Lin Anran had faced such a sudden and unexpected situation.
Even though the unscrupulous young doctor felt somewhat flustered for the first time, aside from the slight back pain and shock, he didn't feel any resistance toward what had happened.
Soon, he stepped into the bathroom and settled into the bathtub.
--+--
"Phew…"
A short while later, Lin Anran began to recall what he knew from the past.
As an Uma Musume doctor, Lin Anran had initially learned from other doctors in the field, or from concerned partners of high-stakes Uma Musume, about the injuries suffered by the human side of such relationships.
Specifically—pelvic injuries!
As unbelievable as it sounded, this was actually not an uncommon treatment scenario in some Uma Musume hospitals.
After all, even an average Uma Musume possessed three times the physical strength of an adult human.
And racing Uma Musume were the elite among Uma Musume, one in ten thousand. G1-level Uma Musume were even rarer, hardly found among thousands.
Not to mention, there were significant gaps even among G1 champions.
Therefore… it wasn't uncommon for world-class Uma Musume of exceptional strength, in their first time, lacking restraint and discovering newfound pleasures, to inadvertently cause pelvic injuries to their fragile partners during… horseplay.
Injuring their ordinary human partners to the point of pelvic damage was among the most frequent cases seen in Uma Musume hospitals.
Hence, in hospitals and elsewhere, there was an unspoken label for high-stakes Uma Musume: "filly cannibals," a testament to the vast physical disparity between ordinary humans and Uma Musume.
And Sham? She was widely acknowledged as superior to ordinary G1 champions, even world-class Uma Musume—one of the few dirt track specialists in the world capable of challenging Secretariat.
Even though Sham had once suffered leg fractures… that was only her legs. Besides, they had almost fully healed thanks to a certain young doctor, meaning she was effectively in peak condition!
Yet, after their first time, which lasted quite a while, Lin Anran was the first to wake up and even get out of bed, heading for a shower?!
To an outside observer, such a scenario would seem impossible.
And now, as Lin Anran reflected… after recalling everything…
He only felt a slight soreness in his kidneys. Beyond that, there was no replication of the cases he'd studied in the past? No pelvic injuries from being "horseplayed" by a "filly cannibal"?
In a way, this was definitely good news.
"Wait a minute… so that's it?"
Lin Anran finally remembered the system rewards he had received several months ago.
Those rewards, until last night, had shown no effect for nearly a year, leading Lin Anran to dismiss them as useless.
Those specific "useless rewards" were roughly as follows…
[Inheritance Factor]: Greatly increases the probability of offspring inheriting high quality talents.
[Host's pelvis significantly strengthened.]
[Host gains a slight portion of Młynar Nearl's endurance.]
[Max level of Horse Mint attained. Constitution upgraded to — King of Horse Mint.]
And—
[Golden Chalice (Collectible): Gradually increases the host's attack speed and endurance based on the number of defeated sculptures in the Pegasus Hall of Fame, while significantly reducing the risk of full-body injuries.]
The first three rewards were obtained after winning races.
The fourth was special. For a long time, Lin Anran's Uma Musume treatment rewards were… [Horse Mint +1%].
After stacking it for a long time, the system finally notified him that Horse Mint had reached its theoretical maximum.
If Horse Mint were a test paper, Galileo would score around 70-80, reaching the level of King of Horse Mint—akin to an "honor student."
But Lin Anran had reached the maximum score of 100, a specific constitution similar to Galileo's but even stronger.
As for the last collectible reward, as the number of defeated opponent sculptures accumulated, it significantly reduced Lin Anran's risk of injury.
Originally, Lin Anran didn't quite understand what this "risk of injury" or… "increased attack speed" meant.
Strengthened pelvis, endurance, constitution, gaining a bit of Uncle's endurance, further reducing injury risk, and adding Horse Mint that seemed to attract young fillies even more…
But now, everything connected. Lin Anran was beginning to understand it all.
"Seriously, dude…"
Lin Anran's expression turned somewhat complex.
But overall, any reward that could be used was a good reward.
Though why did his kidneys still hurt…
"Seems the rewards aren't fully in effect yet."
--+--
A short while later.
Having finished his shower, Lin Anran changed into fresh clothes.
When he returned to the room…
The unscrupulous young doctor's clear pupils abruptly contracted.
On the bed, the graceful dark-haired girl was like a cat stirring from deep sleep, struggling to open her eyes.
The girl who usually appeared elegant and gentle, deceptively so, living up to her name "Sham"…
She first seemed puzzled by her body's fatigue, vaguely confused about why the bed felt different.
But after several seconds, her brain kicked into gear, and she finally remembered.
This young lady with dark hair first looked at Dr. Lin before her, and upon seeing that he wasn't injured or preparing to leave, she couldn't help but sigh in relief.
Sometimes, a clingy girl feels a sense of security or joy upon waking up and seeing the person she likes right there.
Then, from her face to the tips of her ears, a visible blush spread. She quickly lowered her head, hiding under the covers.
"Mmm…"
"Sorry…"
The girl's voice was full of apology.
"T-today, I probably can't resume training."
"Tomorrow, I'll trouble Dr. Lin to arrange a training test."
As for why she couldn't train today…
Naturally, it was thanks to her night assault and Dr. Lin's extraordinary stamina.
Sham's voice carried a pitiful, pleading tone.
"I can't really get up yet. Can I rest a bit longer in Dr. Lin's room before leaving?"
"Or…"
Seeing this, Lin Anran was momentarily stunned.
The young doctor who always claimed only gold coins mattered felt his heart soften slightly.
After all… the young filly before him was his benefactor. Since she was feeling physically unwell, wouldn't it be reasonable to take care of her?
Right, just taking care of his benefactor filly as usual.
"Alright…"
"Rest a while longer. I'll go to the kitchen and make you breakfast."
On the surface, as the reliable uncle of Margaret Nearl and a young doctor living alone, Lin Anran naturally had some cooking skills.
But this time… it was the first time he was making breakfast for someone of the opposite sex at their home.
--+--
Afternoon.
At a training ground.
Two relatively tall Uma Musume were galloping freely on the dirt track.
Clearly, this was a training match, a one-on-one showdown.
A tall, mature beauty with crimson hair, and another equally tall, curvaceous girl who appeared somewhat delicate and literary—they were neck and neck, charging toward the latter half of the course.
This was a showdown between Secretariat and Flightline!
In terms of one-on-one intensity, if this training match were recorded and made public, it would surely shock the world!
The reason was simple: this level of competition far exceeded what was seen in most G1 races.
And yet, this was just a training session between Secretariat and Flightline.
A short while later, the figure in bright red crossed the finish line first, securing victory with a significant lead.
After slowing down past the finish line, Secretariat didn't hesitate to offer her praise.
"Strong, very strong."
"The pressure you gave me was no less than Sham's."
Secretariat voiced her compliment.
Comparing a defeated opponent to another she had beaten three times might not sound like praise to most.
It might even come off as sarcastic.
But Flightline, familiar with Secretariat's personality, knew this was a genuine compliment from her.
After all, in the past, both Flightline and Secretariat, along with Sunday Silence, had received help from a certain young doctor. He often checked on their health and ensured they trained at safe, appropriate levels.
So, from then until now, Flightline and Secretariat had faced off in training matches many times.
This time, the margin by which Flightline lost to Secretariat had narrowed significantly compared to before.
Moreover, Sham was widely known as Secretariat's rival.
Even though Secretariat had never lost to Sham, in several of Secretariat's best performances since her debut, Sham was often the closest behind, proving her strength.
Thus, in Secretariat's eyes, Sham was no simple opponent—she was a monster with a terrifying will to win.
As for Flightline, she was a classic-year Uma Musume like Secretariat but had missed the American Triple Crown due to her fragile body and inability to handle frequent races.
"Flightline, if you keep improving like this, by next year when you enter your older horse years, you'll fully satisfy my appetite, just like Nearl."
Then, Secretariat's lips curled into a faint smile, brimming with excitement.
In Secretariat's view, opponents who could satisfy her were few and far between worldwide—no more than a handful.
Specifically: Sham, Platinum, Flightline, and Nearl!
With Platinum competing in the world's top turf race, the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe, and Sham sidelined by a fracture, Flightline and Nearl were the most worthy opponents in Secretariat's eyes!
Unfortunately, Flightline had exceptional talent but lacked physical robustness, so her growth hadn't been as rapid as Secretariat's or Nearl's.
It would take until Flightline entered her older horse years next year for her to reach her peak, possibly achieving legendary status.
By then, Nearl, still in her classic year next year, would likely mature even earlier, also reaching legendary greatness.
Adding herself to the mix, next year's dirt track scene might feature three legends competing for supremacy!
Secretariat couldn't wait to defeat Flightline and Margaret Nearl once they reached their peak.
That way… achieving the feat of defeating legends—something neither Man o' War nor Eclipse had accomplished!
She would then fulfill her promise with Dr. Lin and become the true [GOAT]!
Secretariat's ferocity was palpable to the seemingly delicate and refined Flightline.
Flightline was far from clueless about what Secretariat was thinking.
In fact, her thoughts almost perfectly mirrored Secretariat's!
The only difference was… she wanted to defeat Secretariat and Nearl after reaching her peak, fulfilling her promise with Dr. Lin!
First, defeat Nearl!
Then take on Flightline!
These two super monsters, whose talents were beyond description, both wore smiles, setting their sights on next year's true showdown on the track!
After the training match, Flightline soon turned to leave.
"Phew… I'm heading back to rest now."
Flightline's body wasn't as absurdly resilient as Secretariat's; she couldn't immediately resume training after a match.
If she dared try, within a few days, she'd end up in Dr. Lin's clinic…
And compared to brief, occasional visits for treatment, Flightline preferred the feeling of truly having him.
So, it was better to stay calm and focus on getting stronger.
"Alright, see you."
Secretariat waved to Flightline but then seemed to remember something and added a reminder.
"If you're free tomorrow, it's your turn to see Dr. Lin."
"If not, I'll go."
As always, Secretariat never underestimated Sham.
In her view, if Sham's terrifying, demonic will to win shifted from races to… competing for Dr. Lin outside of competitions…
Then trouble would surely follow.
That's why Secretariat gritted her teeth and shared this information, allowing the other competitors she saw to take turns visiting Dr. Lin's clinic regularly, to block Sham.
From Secretariat to Sunday Silence and Flightline, they had long figured out Lin Anran's treatment habits and schedule.
Tomorrow was Sham's next scheduled appointment at Dr. Lin's clinic!
"No need to trouble yourself."
"Let's stick to the order. I'll go protect Dr. Lin."
Flightline refused without hesitation.
She knew Secretariat and Sunday Silence had already taken their turns.
Now, it was her turn!
Flightline also wanted to see what Sham—that fearsome monster with an intense competitive spirit on the track—was like around Dr. Lin.
'Dr. Lin… is waiting for me.'
--+--
Inside Sham's manor.
In the villa's room, the seemingly elegant and gentle dark-haired girl had returned to the soft bed in her room.
Currently, Sham, this dark-haired Uma Musume, wore a nearly delighted smile.
"Although… my body is a bit sore."
"Last night's battle was a great victory!!"
Sham's heart was filled with joy and amazement.
Gulp…
It worked! She really was the most suitable filly for Dr. Lin!
As for that Big Red or Sunday Silence, they should just focus on training and preparing for races instead of interfering with her intimate life with Dr. Lin!
"Not only did it work, but Dr. Lin's body and stamina are that good?!"
For her first experience, the dark-haired girl, discovering newfound pleasures, had forgotten restraint.
Yet in the end, Dr. Lin woke up before her, got out of bed, and even showered—making her, the pathetic one, seem more like the Uma Musume!
But at least it was a good thing.
No need to worry about awkward situations like Dr. Lin suffering pelvic injuries, being unable to treat himself, and ending up in the hospital…
In high spirits, Sham seemed to remember something and quickly picked up her phone from the bedside table.
She opened the weather app.
According to the forecast, not only had it rained yesterday…
"But tomorrow, it's going to rain again?!"
The young lady's heart leaped with joy.
Yesterday was just an "accident"—an unexpected power outage and coincidental weather.
But according to the forecast she knew, tomorrow night might bring wind, rain, and thunderstorms!
In that case, if the power switch in her manor, which had seen better days, accidentally failed again tomorrow night…
Wouldn't that be perfectly reasonable and normal?!
So today, she'd rest well and recuperate.
By tomorrow night… she wouldn't be as pathetic as last night!
"Right, last night was definitely because it was my… first time, so I ended up begging for mercy."
"But tomorrow, once I've recovered, I'll be in true peak condition!"
Dr. Lin is the challenger!
Tomorrow night, I'll make Dr. Lin beg for mercy!
Feeling cheerful and full of anticipation for tomorrow, the dark-haired girl got out of bed.
She walked to her desk and took out a diary.
It was a diary she had started writing last night.
--+--
[Sham's Diary]
[Day One: Dr. Lin has finally come to my house! The weather forecast was spot on—it really rained!]
[Once the rain picks up and the thunderstorm hits, I can shut off the power.]
[Tonight is the perfect chance to unleash my final kick in the "Lin Anran Cup" and overtake Secretariat and Sunday Silence.]
[The advantage is mine!]
[The only thing to watch out for is… keeping control, not ending up like those news stories about Uma Musume partners mysteriously injuring their pelvises.]
[After all, I'm the Uma Musume, and Dr. Lin is just an ordinary human.]
After reading the first page, written before last night's assault,
A faint blush of embarrassment rose on Sham's face.
She had overestimated herself a bit…
But it was definitely a fluke. Next time would be different!
Bowing her head, Sham picked up her pen to start writing the second entry.
[Day Two: The plan went smoothly! Successfully unleashed the "final kick"!]
[Everything went almost perfectly. The only surprise was Dr. Lin's incredible stamina?]
[But that's definitely good news. The second piece of good news is that tomorrow will bring another thunderstorm!]
[After tomorrow's "play," I'll restrain myself and get back to normal training!]
Sham set new plans and resolutions.
However…
Even the wise make mistakes.
The dark-haired young lady, having invited Dr. Lin to her home ahead of the scheduled treatment time, had poured all her "Sham" cunning and effort into winning over the young doctor she adored.
As a result, Sham suddenly failed to notice that tomorrow was, under normal circumstances, the day she was supposed to show up at Dr. Lin's clinic!
Tomorrow would indeed bring a storm.
But tomorrow… would also bring the storm that was [Flightline]!
--+--
Japan, at Tracen Academy.
Currently, Agnes Tachyon had returned to her laboratory.
She was putting on her familiar white coat, preparing to conduct experiments that interested her.
In a corner of Agnes Tachyon's lab, a dark, somewhat thin and petite girl was sipping coffee.
Manhattan Cafe, a long-distance Uma Musume who looked almost identical to Sunday Silence.
Agnes Tachyon was a turf specialist excelling in middle distances.
"Sigh…"
Agnes Tachyon's hand, hidden under her large sleeve, held a vial of medicine, twirling it slightly.
But she seemed in low spirits.
"Didn't Dr. Lin say he was going to Europe…"
"Why is he in America?"
The quiet, dark-haired girl Manhattan Cafe took another small sip.
It was well known that Japanese Uma Musume had an unusual obsession with the [Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe].
Currently, Manhattan Cafe was actually considering challenging the Arc.
Manhattan Cafe was famously specialized in long distances. If she had such thoughts, it was even more true for her close friend Agnes Tachyon, one of Japan's top middle-distance contenders.
Agnes Tachyon was also thinking about attempting the Arc and planned to meet Dr. Lin again once in Europe.
But… Dr. Lin wasn't even in Europe?!
Margaret Nearl had publicly stated some time ago that her uncle was highly famous in Japan.
Having ties to America and being famous in Japan… For overseas audiences and Uma Musume, it required some research to narrow down and identify.
But for the Uma Musume at Japan's Tracen Academy, what was there to guess?
The answer was practically laid out plainly.
To those in the know, it wouldn't be hard to guess—it was practically spelled out.
"Later, I'll ask Dr. Lin if he's coming to Europe…"
--+--
Europe.
In a G2 stakes race, the atmosphere rivaled that of a typical G1 event.
From the number of spectators to the roaring cheers, all were chanting the same name.
"Platinum!! Platinum!! Platinum!!"
"The Strongest! The Strongest! The Strongest!"
Amid the sea of cheering fans, the large screen displayed an astounding scene.
It kept zooming out, showing the silver-white girl leading by over thirty lengths in a dominant front-running charge on the straight!
Finally, the Silver Pegasus Platinum won with a massive margin!
Only after crossing the finish line did the screen zoom in enough to see the second-place Uma Musume.
She was a talented rookie from the Coolmore group, left far behind.
Behind her were three other Coolmore Uma Musume, all suffering crushing defeats in this G2 race.
They were wide-eyed, unable to comprehend why a mere G2 race… had such a colossal whale in it?!
This was like a whale appearing in a swimming pool!!
"Is this… the power of a pegasus?"
"No wonder Fame and Glory failed to box her in. Good thing I wasn't strong enough to be pulled into the blocking team, or I'd be suspended too."
"Lucky I'm not that strong."
In that Eclipse Stakes, Platinum had defeated stronger opponents like Fame and Glory by about forty lengths despite being boxed in.
Now, they had lost by over thirty lengths.
While it sounded like a devastating defeat, compared to what happened to seniors like Fame and Glory, it seemed almost mild.
These Coolmore Uma Musume knew that in a mere G2 race, Platinum wouldn't go all out.
Likely, this was just a warm-up for Platinum before the King George VI Stakes and her showdown with that super talent, Harbinger!
Some Coolmore Uma Musume couldn't help but feel grateful for the progress of the times and changes in regulations.
Race rules were always evolving.
In the past, Eclipse retired undefeated and unmatched out of loneliness due to a major regulation issue.
Specifically, the "punishment for bad racing."
When the leader won by too large a margin, the trailing Uma Musume who fell too far behind were often judged as maliciously racing and severely punished.
So, competing against Eclipse back then was a nightmare.
Victory was impossible.
Even placing for some prize money was difficult, as they risked being deemed maliciously racing and suspended…
If those negative racing penalties still existed today, given the shorter distances of modern races, losing by thirty or forty lengths…
Would likely get them suspended alongside Fame and Glory!!
The Pegasus is truly terrifying!
But thankfully, times have changed. Losing badly just means embarrassment and a spot in the corner of the Pegasus Hall of Fame!
--+--
As this small group of Coolmore Uma Musume felt somewhat relieved…
In the stands, discussions and excited celebrations continued.
"This is the strongest. I think she might even surpass Sea the Stars, the masterpiece of the Sea family!"
"The Sea family's masterpiece? I heard Galileo has a sister named [Frankel], who's said to be very talented, perhaps not inferior to Sea the Stars."
"Whether it's Sea the Stars or Frankel, my idol, the Pegasus Platinum, can humiliate them all!!"
"Platinum just defeated four Coolmore Uma Musume in the Eclipse Stakes not long ago, and now she's beaten another four in a G2 race? Am I dreaming?"
"Is this Platinum's first time running a G2 since challenging G1 races?"
"Is this… a coincidence? Did Platinum just pick a random race to warm up and happen to run into Coolmore Uma Musume?"
"Must be. The Coolmore group is huge, and there are many G2 races in Europe. The chances of encountering Coolmore Uma Musume are pretty high."
Among the various voices.
In the front rows, two young Uma Musume sat side by side.
Harbinger and Sea the Stars!
The two top-tier middle-distance turf specialists in Europe today!
They had actually come to watch Platinum's warm-up G2 race.
"Interesting. Although there are many G2 races in Europe, this one has the most Coolmore Uma Musume recently."
"I think this isn't a coincidence. Platinum really holds a grudge."
"While warming up, she's casually repaying Coolmore for their past actions on her."
The sharp chestnut-haired girl, Sea the Stars, chuckled lightly.
The calm and composed Harbinger nodded slightly.
"If she were even slightly less strong, even a world-class Uma Musume would be completely bullied by Coolmore, right?"
"Platinum's way of repaying is quite interesting."
"Really envious that she can handle this level of frequent racing and warm-ups so freely."
By the end, Harbinger's voice couldn't help but carry a hint of envy.
There was an insurmountable gap between G1 and G2.
Typically, G1-level Uma Musume could easily win G2 races. Especially a Super Champion like Platinum, undefeated in G1—running G2 was like fishing with dynamite.
Winning a G2 by a huge margin was something Harbinger believed she could do too.
But… she couldn't race so frequently less than a month before the King George VI Stakes, one of the most prestigious G1 races.
If she did, the risk of leg injuries would increase significantly, and her performance in the King George might suffer.
To prepare for Platinum in peak condition, she simply couldn't use G2 races as warm-ups.
In Harbinger's view, her peak was close to Platinum's; she had the ability to compete.
But in terms of the baseline, the gap between them was huge.
The number of races Platinum ran in a year was enough for Harbinger to run in two years!
Extremely talented, with a body like iron—it was like… she was the Three Goddesses' favorite daughter!
What made Harbinger even more helpless was that there wasn't just one filly like the Three Goddesses' favorite.
For example, the Big Red Monster on dirt, Secretariat, or the currently famous Second Pegasus, Nearl, who was gaining recognition even in Europe.
Or the chestnut-haired girl beside her, Sea the Stars.
All were monsters with terrifying talent and robust bodies capable of frequent racing!
"Harbinger, after watching this race, are you confident?"
The chestnut-haired girl beside her asked with interest.
The frequently racing Pegasus Platinum would first face Harbinger in the King George VI Stakes, then take on Sea the Stars in the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe!
So, both were very interested in Platinum's current condition, wanting to gauge their top opponent's strength.
Seeing that Harbinger didn't answer immediately, Sea the Stars pressed further.
"Will you win?"
Naming herself "Harbinger" and being full of confidence in her peak, how could she fear her opponent?
She might envy Platinum and Sea the Stars' endurance, but she wouldn't envy or fear their strength!
A moment later, Harbinger responded with a firm, certain tone.
"I will win!"
The Strongest vs. The Strongest?!
Even if this was her first GI race, in Harbinger's eyes, defeating Platinum would make this G1 victory worth more than four or five narrowly won G1 races combined!
She would prove herself with that King George VI Stakes!
--+--
The next day arrived.
Currently, Sham was making a phone call.
She was talking to her family.
"Huh? You want to cut the power again tonight?"
"Little Sham, didn't you succeed two nights ago?"
Hearing her mother's surprised voice, Sham immediately denied it.
"No, I succeeded! Very successfully!"
"Then why… it's only been two days. Shouldn't you let your beloved Dr. Lin rest a few more days?"
"If he gets injured from horseplay, you'll be the one in trouble."
"Plus, it'll affect your training and races, right?"
Sham's mother was a retired Uma Musume and a senior from a prestigious family.
So, she understood the vast gap between Uma Musume and humans even better than Sham.
Even if a first-time filly tried to hold back, she often couldn't control her strength well.
Even if no injuries occurred, an ordinary human partner usually needed several days to recover properly.
This would not only harm Dr. Lin's health but also affect Sham's training and races—a lose-lose situation.
That's why Sham's mother was surprised, initially thinking the first night's assault had failed.
"It's… complicated. Anyway, he's fine!"
"Just cut the power again. I won't let Dr. Lin get hurt, don't worry."
Over the phone, the young Sham's face flushed slightly with embarrassment.
But she couldn't bring herself to tell her mother that on the first night, she was the one who passed out first.
And that Dr. Lin woke up first, took care of her, and even cooked for her.
"Alright, you young people… just be sure to keep it in moderation."
"By the way, little Sham, you mentioned before that Dr. Lin smells really good?"
Suddenly, hearing her mother shift the topic to Lin Anran, the Sham paused.
But soon, she responded.
"Yes, I've always thought Dr. Lin smells nice."
"To stay healthy around Uma Musume and have a special scent…"
"Does that mean Dr. Lin has that [physique]?"
Instantly, Sham froze, then seemed to recall something she'd read before, her pupils contracting sharply.
"Physique?"
"Wait, you mean the legendary… Horse Mint Physique?"
Horse Mint, like catnip for cats, had an attraction effect on Uma Musume.
But the level of attraction was usually not high—maybe just a better first impression, easier to become friends, etc.
Rare, uncommon, but not intense—that was the usual case for Horse Mint Physique.
"But I heard Horse Mint Physique isn't that strong? Dr. Lin's scent, and last night…"
"That's the peak of Horse Mint—[King of Horse Mint]!"
Sham's mother exclaimed in astonishment.
"Or you could say—[Stallion King]!"
"That level of rarity is no less than a once-in-a-century legendary Uma Musume! It could even be considered a different type of legend!"
"With that level of Horse Mint Physique, offspring are bound to inherit extremely high quality factors."
Earlier, Sham's mother had advised moderation, wanting Sham to balance love and racing.
But now…
"So… now, Mom fully supports you!!"
"Dr. Lin is the Stallion King! His offspring will definitely be exceptional and won't easily get injured from horseplay."
"Your and Dr. Lin's children will very likely surpass you!"
"Tonight's power cut—Mom will drive back and do it for you!"
Hearing this, Sham didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Finally, the dark-haired girl ended the call with her mother.
At the same time, a major doubt in her heart was thoroughly resolved.
No wonder Dr. Lin was so… capable.
But it didn't matter. No matter how capable Dr. Lin was, he was still ordinary.
She was the real Uma Musume!
Now, fully rested, she wouldn't perform like she did on her first two nights!
Tonight…
—Dr. Lin is the challenger!!
--+--
Afternoon.
The girl named Flightline set out early, heading toward a familiar street.
The sky was filled with dense clouds, drizzling lightly.
Even in the rain, Flightline carried an umbrella, walking toward her familiar destination—the clinic.
It was worth noting that Flightline had a second key to the clinic in her pocket.
As a young lady of means, she had kept this property, awaiting Dr. Lin's return.
"Yesterday's training match was really intense…"
"Not much training needed today. I'll rest well and go see Dr. Lin for a check-up."
"And block Sham who's sure to show up."
Muttering to herself, the delicate-looking girl soon reached the street.
When Flightline looked up and saw the clinic, her pupils abruptly contracted.
"???"
The clinic was closed?
How could that be??
Knowing Dr. Lin well, Flightline was sure his clinic should be open now.
"Huh?"
Then, Flightline noticed a notice posted on the clinic's closed door.
Upon closer inspection…
[Notice: The doctor is away for a week. Please return in seven days…]
Reading the notice, Flightline's expression froze completely.
What?!
Dr. Lin… where did he go?
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T/N: New Uma Musume Fanfic Out!
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T/N: While I am an inexperienced Translator, I have a Patreon! While it may seem empty as of now, webnovel will get 3 Chapters Every Day, and advanced chapters will be uploaded on Patreon.
There should be... around 70+ advanced chapters?
[email protected]/AspenTL
If you guys wanna check it out.