Look ahead!
The momentum gradually built.
Like a tranquil sea beginning to stir the tides.
Ripples spread!
It felt like needles pricking her back!
P.S. The first update is here! There are two more to come. Keep going~~
Main Text: 499. Little Griseo: Huh? A Weight-Bearing Race?
At that moment.
3...
2...
1...
"Start!"
"..."
The commentator's sudden shout came almost at the exact moment the yellow light turned green.
In the blink of an eye, the gates clanged and flew open!
More than a dozen Uma Musume surged forward with the momentum of a massive army.
Like arrows loosed from their strings, they shot onto the track.
This was Little Griseo's first time racing someone so fiercely.
Yet her body seemed to have been tempered through countless trials, as if this were far from her first race.
While possessing Game McQueen's body,
even though her mind had not yet reacted,
her body had already moved ahead of it.
And so,
by the time she came to her senses, she had already chosen her position almost automatically, settling into the front half of the pack.
Her view was unobstructed, and she could advance or retreat freely.
In this situation, running near the front was the most comfortable approach. Every minute and every second seemed to be entirely under her control.
It really felt wonderful!
What should I do? I think I'm starting to like this feeling... Little Griseo spoke to Game McQueen in her heart.
Game McQueen smiled. Right? Right? This is the charm of running.
That intense atmosphere, that surging fighting spirit. The competition, the struggle!
It was as if her very blood vessels were bursting with vigor, her blood racing faster and faster! Her entire body seemed to be reveling in an exhilarating release, unable to stop itself!