"Eh? What do you mean, big brother?"
"Sigh… He means that he is stupid, and you should listen to him, Rice."
"Eh? Is that so?"
"Don't listen to the succubus McQueen!"
Succubus? Is that how you see me? Oh my~~ Ehehehe~~
"Rice Shower, let us make a contract. I promise, I will bring you happiness."
The story of the old world's Rice Shower doesn't need to be retold. Anyone familiar with Uma Musume would know the end of Rice Shower. Being mocked for winning. Being booed for being a better horse. And ultimately die on the track. Similar to Silence Suzuka, but unlike the orange-haired Uma, who was showered with love, Rice Shower never knew what it was until her last breath.
Just like how he changed Haru Urara's fate from never winning a single race, the young man wants to change Rice Shower's fate. So that she is loved by many? So that people would root for her?
BULLSHIT!!!
Rice Shower is as pure as Haru Urara. She loves stories, looking up to them with dreamy eyes. In those stories, heroes are loved by many, and Rice's impressionable mind wants to be like that. To be loved, treasured, and cheered by thousands of people. But the young man understands a single fact about that desire: the need for validation from others is the downfall of many.
Rice Shower will surely go down that path. She wants her fans to keep loving her, so she pushes herself too hard and eventually recreates the incidents that caused her other world's death. Or even worse, her fans would turn on her, and she would break down from being seen as a villain.
There's a way for her to not be seen as a villain, to be consistent and win plenty of G1 races. But this world isn't unlike the old world. In this world, horses that are supposed to die during an era are still running and competing. Rudolph should be long dead. Ramonu should be long dead. Plenty of the old generation should not be running, but here we are. Winning in this world is far harder than in the old world. To be a consistent winner in a G1 race means that someone has to put a ton of effort, and knowing Rice Shower's end, that is just inviting death.
So the young man picked another route to help Rice Shower. To turn the Damsel in Distress into an Evil Queen who laughs at others' bad luck. And to do that, he needs her in his team.
"Shall we, My Princess?"
"Umm…"
The devil in disguise offers his hand to the little girl. For people, the young man looks like he has grown a pair of horns and bat wings. All his teeth turn into fangs, and his smile stretches from ear to ear.
"Uummm… Big Brother…"
"Yes?"
"I already have a trainer."
"...what?"
"Umm… I said–"
"No. No. Wait a second."
The young man reached his hand toward his back, out of the frame, and pulled out a thick book. Rice Shower, who was a nerd, read the title on the cover. The title on the top is 'Uma Musume: Wine Red' and on the bottom is 'Season 1'. The background image is McQueen being showered by confetti. The young man opens the book at some random page and reads it thoroughly.
"Oooh~~"
Rice Shower, being the nerd that she is, can't help but peek into the book. There's something inside of her that screams that this book is somehow the most important thing in this world. As if her–No! Everything's future could be determined by this one book alone.
"That wasn't part of the script… The hell? Whatever! The Author is dumb anyway. I'll do things my own way."
*Slam*
"EEK!!"
Before Rice could even read a single line of the book, the young man closed the book with a baffled expression. He then threw the book behind him, and when everyone blinked, the book disappeared as if it had never been there to begin with. And everyone swore they could feel the sky darken for a moment, as if a God had been angered.
"May I ask who your trainer is, Rice?"
So I can cement his feet and throw him into Tokyo Bay.
"That would be me."
The next moment, a woman with long, wavy dark hair approached them. Her formal pinstripe suit already gives away who she is before anyone even sees her face.
"Miss Kashimoto, you're Rice's trainer? Does that mean Rice is a part of the First Team?"
"Indeed. May I ask what you are doing with my trainee, Mister Heita?"
"I just saw her and have to try my chance, you know?"
Tch! I can't cement her feet and throw her into Tokyo Bay! I still need her breathing. But she stole my Rice Shower!! The Uma that was promised to me 3000 years ago!!! Every fanfiction's protagonist has her in their team, except me!! It's like a requirement to be an Uma Musume fanfiction's protagonist FOR FUCK'S SAKE!!
"I understand, but now that you know she is my trainee, please refrain from interfering with her training."
"...No."
"I beg your pardon!"
"Rice is mine!!"
The young man breaks from the cruelty of his fate, scoops Rice into a princess carry, and runs away from everyone.
Fuck the author! Fuck the readers! Fuck everything! Everyone has Rice in their team!! Why shouldn't I?!?! Is it so wrong to try to be normal?!?! Being an Uma Musume fanfiction's protagonist means that you will have Rice Shower in your team!! I was looking forward to it!! But the stupid author just had to ruin everything for me!!! I will not let my fate be determined by that bastard anymore!!! I WILL BE FREE!!!!
"Wait! Trainer! That someone else's trainee!!"
The young man could hear his trainees running toward him.
I'll use the ability you gave me to win, you stupid GOD!!
[Nagareru Mangekyo Sharingan: Ka—
"Hiraishin!"
*POP*
"HMPH!!"
"GAH!!"
Before the young man's eyes could transform, Suzuka teleports in front of him and, with her Uma Musume's strength, body checks him. The young man was sent flying back from the impact, and the most heartbreaking of all, Rice Shower was no longer in his arms. Suzuka safely caught her.
No!! I can't lose here!! FOR MY FREEDOM!!
"Serpent… Ram… Boar…"
The young man turns his head to see where he is going. He sees Teio doing ninja hand signs with extreme concentration.
"Uma… Bird…"
*Clap*
"Wind Release: Gale Palm!!"
"GAH!!"
"I did it!! I actually use a jutsu that Goldship taught me!!"
Teio uses the wind release jutsu and hits the young man on his back, sending him flying in another direction. The amber brown-haired Uma had sent her trainer to McQueen, who was doing a very particular stance that was supposed to be only known by the head of the main branch of the Hyuga Clan.
"Eight Trigrams: Sixty-Four Palms!!"
*Thwack* *Thwack*
*Thud* *Thud*
*Whump* *Whump* *Thwack* *Thud*
*Whump* *Thud* *Thud* *Thwack* *Whump* *Whump* *Thwack* *Thwack*
*Whump* *Thud* *Whump* *Thwack* *Thud* *Thwack* *Thud* *Thud* *Whump* *Whump* *Thwack* *Whump* *Thwack* *Thwack* *Whump* *Whump*
*Whump* *Thud* *Thwack* *Thud* *Whump* *Thud* *Whump* *Thwack* *Thud* *Thwack* *Whump* *Thud* *Thud* *Whump* *Thwack* *Thwack* *Thwack* *Whump* *Thud* *Whump* *Thwack* *Whump* *Whump* *Thud* *Whump* *Whump* *Thwack* *Whump* *Thwack* *Thwack* *Whump*
"HAAAAHH!!"
*BAAAAAM*
"Kah… Damn it all… I just want to be normal…"
Why… Why do I have to be different…?
Why can't I be just like everyone else…?
Why am I born different…? I never ask to be born different… Damn it! Damn it! Damn it all!!
I will have my vengeance!!
Author!! I will never forgive you!!
And you too, READERS!!
Enjoy your win for now!!
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*Thump*