Due to her exhaustion, Kagura slept exceptionally well.
Kagura had a strange ability—no matter how late or how early she went to bed, she'd always wake up precisely at 6:30 AM the next day. Even if she was dead tired, she'd still open her eyes briefly before drifting back to sleep.
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2025-09-03 15:11:18 +0000 UTC View Post[Thanks to my best friend! And to everyone who supported me! Today is truly the happiest day of my life!]
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Mejiro Ardan was scrolling through her phone in the dorm when she saw the private Umastagram...
2025-09-03 15:11:06 +0000 UTC View Post“Nice Nature! Nice Nature!!”
The spectators’ cheers for Nice Nature still echoed through the racecourse, her spectacular performance impressing everyone—not only the audience but even her competitors, who showed genuine admiration.
“Thank you, everyone, for your support! Tha...
2025-09-03 15:11:00 +0000 UTC View PostThe School Selection Race had always been one of Tracen's most important traditions. Through these races, Tracen could identify talented students early on, allowing trainers to start guiding these promising young Uma Musume as soon as possible.
It was, undeniably, the perfect opportunity fo...
2025-09-03 15:10:53 +0000 UTC View PostWith a sweep of the brush, the vines imprisoning Shimazaki Yuna vanished, reduced instantly to ashes as if consumed by flame.
Altair instinctively moved to catch her but abruptly halted, recalling Hoshikawa Hikayu’s earlier fate—if she recklessly approached, she might end up in the exac...
2025-09-03 15:10:34 +0000 UTC View PostThe voice belonged to "Van Gogh"—to Shimazaki Yuna—but the one truly speaking was an existence behind her.
It borrowed Van Gogh’s voice, directly projecting its words into everyone's minds.
"Leave this place. All your efforts are futile."
"Your world's barrier cannot stop ...
2025-09-03 15:10:24 +0000 UTC View PostSurrender—generally means, when the tide of war becomes clear, voluntarily abandoning resistance, laying down weapons, yielding to the opponent, and actively defecting to the opposite camp. As the saying goes, "A true warrior prefers death over disgrace," so the act of surrender is always despi...
2025-09-03 15:10:13 +0000 UTC View PostThe "flower bud" formed from Van Gogh's Saint Graph after being split and corrupted, designed to allow the Outer God's descent, appeared from outside as an immense, island-sized sphere—three kilometers in diameter, pristine white.
Now, Selesia and the others had plunged into its interior....
2025-09-03 15:10:03 +0000 UTC View PostThis shadow world, painted by Van Gogh using seven billion monsters as material, was an exact replica of the real world, copied at a one-to-one scale. Even though everything was lifeless, even though the night sky was merely painted and dawn would never come, it still looked convincingly real. 2025-09-03 15:09:58 +0000 UTC View Post
“Uwah! It suddenly turned dark!”
When Mamika Kirameki was pulled out from Van Gogh’s shadow, she glanced up at the murky night sky, letting out a small cry of surprise. Meteora, who heard this, immediately took note.
“If Mamika-san is saying that, does it mean it’s already d...
2025-09-03 15:09:52 +0000 UTC View PostThe beginning of the story was when Van Gogh discovered she had descended into this world.
Unlike Created such as Selesia and the others, she came from somewhere much farther away—beyond the cosmos, beyond the sea of stars. She was a traveler crossing galaxies, and this world was merely o...
2025-09-03 15:09:45 +0000 UTC View PostDeep, deep…
Distant, distant…
I see it, in the void-sky spangled with stars.
I see it, upon the sea of chaos overflowing with madness.
It cast down its gaze, from the far shore of the star ocean to this place.
It whispered in my ear; It could no longer wait.
<... 2025-09-03 15:09:41 +0000 UTC View PostLittle by little, the stage began taking shape—but as it grew closer to completion, fewer and fewer people remained on this planet.
Spider’s approach naturally made the inhabitants feel deeply threatened.
Toward the very end, even the stage crew had to be replaced by Hotaru and th...
2025-09-03 15:09:28 +0000 UTC View PostGalactic Pirate, codename: Spider.
An existence extremely unique, who committed countless atrocities across the galaxy from the very first time he appeared.
Including but not limited to: hijacking IPC cargo trains, extorting planets for immense sums of credits, murdering hostages... 2025-09-03 15:09:23 +0000 UTC View Post
Of course, ignoring him was impossible—Robin would at most complain a bit in her heart.
Besides, even if she didn’t worry about Sora, she still had those children to look after.
When Robin saw the innocent expectations in those children’s eyes, naturally she couldn't refuse them...
2025-09-03 15:09:20 +0000 UTC View Post“Miss Robin, welcome.”
“No need to be so formal, doctor. I just came by to check on things.”
In the hospital, Robin conversed quietly with the mechanical doctor before her.
Her main purpose today was simple—to check up on the patients transferred here from Straton III....
2025-09-03 15:09:16 +0000 UTC View PostKakakakaka.
In the dim expanse of space, the sound of mechanical motion resounded clearly.
And along with this noise, a pitch-black figure slowly began to shift.
Suspended in the cosmos, curled up as though gradually waking from deep slumber.
One long, slender lim...
2025-09-03 15:09:12 +0000 UTC View Post“You mean…your friend disappeared?”
“Yes, Song. Do you have any ideas?”
Gotham Song frowned, genuinely caught off guard by the news.
This morning, waking unusually late from beside a still-sleeping Neo Universe, she found, equally unusually, no Donna-san waking her. It...
2025-09-03 15:08:02 +0000 UTC View PostActually, there had always been a rumor: after the Japan Cup, Gotham Song would perform a Winner’s Concert after every subsequent race.
No one really knew when this news started spreading, but somehow, every spectator at the Arima Kinen knew about it. Yet in the end, when night fell and t...
2025-09-03 15:07:59 +0000 UTC View PostKitasan Black was startled at first, but quickly became delighted.
“Oh! Are you meeting Verxina-senpai and Impact-san? Then let's watch the concert together! Later, we can all join Gold Ship-senpai’s victory party!”
“No! Th-that's not necessary!”
Suddenly panicking, Ch...
2025-09-03 15:07:54 +0000 UTC View PostOn the evening of the Tenno Sho (Spring), a grand concert naturally took place at Kyoto Racecourse.
When Gold Ship finally appeared at the center of the stage, the eagerly awaiting audience spontaneously waved their glow sticks, passionately singing along to “Next Frontier.”
Just ...
2025-09-03 15:07:33 +0000 UTC View PostEven watching from the side, anyone could clearly see one thing:
As though split into two dimensions, the seventeen Uma Musume hurtling forward were divided into two separate worlds at the boundary of lanes three and four.
Sixteen shadows galloped together down the well-trodden inner ...
2025-09-03 15:07:29 +0000 UTC View PostThe instant the race began, the announcer immediately relayed the conditions on the track.
“All Uma Musume have broken smoothly from the gates! No missed starts!”
“No contestants have missed the break!”
Repeating it again for emphasis, the commentator continued:
...
2025-09-03 15:07:20 +0000 UTC View PostWhen it came to training guidance, teaching by example often worked better than instruction by words.
Many experienced trainers frequently invited former trainees to help their current Uma Musume through joint runs and mock races.
Besides formal training sessions, there were also casu...
2025-09-03 15:07:16 +0000 UTC View PostThinking oneself incapable of activating a [Domain].
After ruling out every other possibility, this was the only explanation Kitahara Sota could currently think of—and it perfectly aligned with that peculiar theory he'd just come up with.
As for what that theory act...
2025-09-03 15:07:09 +0000 UTC View PostAlthough Kitahara Sota’s request sounded a bit strange, Sunday Silence didn't show the slightest intent of refusal; rather, she even appeared somewhat eager.
Of course, Sunday Silence understood perfectly that the kind of "touching" Kitahara Sota mentioned probably wasn't the same "touchi...
2025-09-03 15:07:05 +0000 UTC View PostThanks to a certain someone chickening out, after finishing dinner, Kitahara Sota smoothly returned to campus, resuming his peaceful daily routine.
As for that certain chicken, despite being relentlessly berated by the voice inside her mind, she ultimately couldn't muster the courage to tak...
2025-09-03 15:07:01 +0000 UTC View PostThe race was over.
Even though she had fallen asleep in Kitahara-san's arms immediately upon leaving the track, Agnes Tachyon hadn't missed the Winner's Concert, thanks to the downtime provided between the race and the award ceremony. She awoke about ten minutes before the event began.
<... 2025-09-03 15:06:57 +0000 UTC View Post“Run with all I've got, huh…”
Recalling the words he'd just said, her footsteps toward the gate grew steadily firmer.
Agnes Tachyon knew why Kitahara Sota had said that.
Simply because, until now, she'd never run at full strength due to her physical condition. To prevent a...
2025-09-03 15:06:53 +0000 UTC View PostSatoshi was simply feeling sorry for Sakiko, who had become a full-fledged corporate slave despite still being a high schooler. After all, that was genuine corporate slavery!
His eyes wandered across the various strange items scattered around the stalls, his entire attention absorbed in his...
2025-09-03 15:05:16 +0000 UTC View Post