Pegasus? Actually, I'm a doctor!

Therefore, there's absolutely no way she'd enroll! This measly Tracen Academy isn't worth coming to!

With such firm conviction, Platinum bid farewell to Tokai Teio.

"Um... can I ask you something, Platinum? Why does the president keep mentioning your 'schedule'?"

"What race are you planning to run, anyway?"

Before Platinum left, Tokai Teio couldn't contain her curiosity and asked the final question.

Platinum turned her head, raised three fingers, then lowered them before turning away again.

Faced with the Heavenly Horse's silent, peculiar gesture, Tokai Teio was left dumbfounded.

"Huh? What... does that mean?"

"It can't be the Classic races, right? Tachyon already took the first crown of the Classic Triple Crown, and the first crown of the Fillies' Triple Crown is over too."

"Neither Triple Crown is complete, so it shouldn't be the Classic races... then what is it?"

Tokai Teio, utterly obsessed with the undefeated Triple Crown, naturally saw Platinum as one of her own kind.

Since Platinum has a chance at an undefeated Triple Crown, why would she come and compete with the monster Tachyon for the mere two remaining crowns?

Not to mention the difficulty, even if she went through untold hardships, the best she could achieve would be to become just another "Two-Crown Uma Musume" in history, which is completely disproportionate to the effort.

Therefore, logically speaking, it's impossible!

"Then what does Platinum's gesture of '3' mean..."

[Sponsor · Fractured Bones x2 · Undefeated Two-Crown · Tokai Teio] fell into a slight confusion!

"Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I won't. I should just go back to the training grounds and continue training and preparing for the race."

A thought flashed through Tokai Teio's mind, and she remembered the young doctor she had repeatedly seen in the infirmary.

"I have to try to win the next GI race and get a good ranking."

"That way, I can give more prize money to that enthusiastic older brother, Doctor Lin!"

Inside the Chairwoman's office.

"How did the inquiry go?"

The loli Chairwoman, Akikawa Yayoi, opened her folding fan and waved it gently, asking Symboli Rudolf who had come.

Shunkawa Tazuna, who was assisting with the paperwork, also raised her head with interest, pausing her work to await the answer.

"It failed."

"Her attitude is firm, and she is full of confidence in her victory. Even knowing that she is too young and naturally has certain disadvantages, she is not afraid at all."

Symboli Rudolf earnestly conveyed her impression and admiration of Platinum.

"I believe that such a confident and fighting little one, even if she loses to Tachyon..."

"In the future, she can still stand on the top and have a chance to take revenge."

"Not to mention—she may not lose."

Hearing this, Akikawa Yayoi nodded gently and smiled.

"Sounds like a very interesting little foal."

"Okay, I'll reply to URA later and tell them not to hesitate or worry and directly approve Platinum's race entry application."

"Such an interesting little one, I wonder if she can join Tracen..."

Not long after.

The black-hearted young doctor, who had returned to his room, didn't immediately go back to bed and laze around.

He seemed to be concerned about something, and instead went straight to his computer desk.

After turning on the computer, Lin Anran went straight to the URA race official website.

Lin Anran wanted to see when the application would be approved.

What surprised Lin Anran a little was that as soon as he logged into his account, the email showed [Application Approved].

"The efficiency... is alright, not particularly slow."

"Then all that's left is—"

"To pay the registration fee?"

Lin Anran stared at the approval information in the email, as well as the indicated supplementary fee, and his body stiffened instantly!

The emotional fluctuations of the previous black-hearted young doctor when he transformed into Platinum and galloped on the racetrack to win the race were not as great as when he saw the high price fee at this moment.

Damn it, why is the fee so high!

High registration fees are bad civilization!

In Lin Anran's impression, high registration fees are most prevalent in Europe. Instead of using "recent prize money" to obtain qualification for the competition, they use sky-high registration fees as a threshold.

Therefore, in the publicly accessible European international GI races, many competitions only have a handful of Uma Musume, discouraging those with insufficient strength and saving them from wasting entry fees on top of not winning any prize money.

And some wealthy young lady Uma Musume, who really want to see the world's top level, can also pay to go on a "sightseeing tour."

As for Japan, the qualification for going abroad is still determined by "recent prize money earned" or "popularity vote."

The reason Platinum Centaurea's entry fee is high is mainly because he missed the normal registration and needs to pay an extra fee.

"Looks like... I have to win the Oaks and the Derby to earn back the entry fees many times over!!"

Because of the entry fee, he had to raise his fighting spirit!

A moment later, Lin Anran was about to turn off the computer.

He seemed to suddenly think of something, quickly closing the URA official website and instead typing in the American Uma Musume race website.

"That's right, Big Red should have had another debut race by now."

"Let me see how she did in her second debut race..."

After opening it, Lin Anran habitually searched for [Big Red], but quickly realized and deleted it, instead typing in Big Red's name as an Uma Musume: [Secretariat].

"Secretariat!"

After searching—

The next moment, Lin Anran saw the latest information about this Uma Musume, and his eyes widened.

Ten days ago, second debut race, a huge victory!

Yesterday, first graded race, another huge victory!

"?????"

Lin Anran leaned forward, sticking to the entire screen.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Was I being played??

28. Secretariat's Goal! Fulfill the Promise!

"Are you kidding me?!"

"Was I being played?????"

Lin Anran, the black-hearted young doctor who could usually remain calm and collected, focusing only on how to exploit Uma Musume for gold, could no longer maintain his composure!

Because his computer screen was displaying the outstanding achievements of a rookie Uma Musume named Secretariat.

The current Secretariat had not only completed her debut but had even won a GIII graded race?

Before he left, Secretariat was just a small fry who had suffered a crushing defeat in her debut race, getting bumped out of the gate and finishing last!

How come now, looking back, Secretariat's results seem pretty good?

Isn't all of this a bit too outrageous?

Lin Anran maintained the posture of his head touching the computer screen for several seconds before finally sitting back in his chair.

The black-hearted young doctor became listless.

"If she could have won earlier, I wouldn't have come to Japan..."

But often!

The more you regret, the easier it is to find reasons to comfort yourself and explain why your choice was right.

"I-It's just a mere GIII."

Being stubborn, he just had to be stubborn.

"The dirt track races in America are top-notch in the world! Secretariat has only won a low-level graded race, even if I hadn't left, the prize money split wouldn't have given me much."

"But now that I've become Platinum Centaurea, I can get the full amount of the prize money after winning a race! Coming to Japan wasn't wrong!"

After comforting himself in this way, Lin Anran gradually regained his composure.

And currently, he couldn't help but change the original positioning of that familiar Big Red in his heart from [small fry].

Roughly changed to—

[A small fry with some value]

In short, valuable but not much, and far from enough to make this black-hearted young doctor [full of regret].

Calmed down, Lin Anran continued to look at the content on the computer screen.

In addition to introducing Secretariat's information and recent post-debut results, there were also post-race interviews and reporter comments.

With some curiosity, Lin Anran continued to read.

[Reporter: Congratulations on achieving a dominant victory in your first graded race.]

[It is reported that Miss Secretariat, you started a series of races just a week after your last debut race, which is full of fighting spirit.]

[May I ask, what is the reason for your series of races? Or, is there a goal and reason that you must do so?]

In the post-race written interview, the reporter inquired about Secretariat's reasons or goals for participating in so many races.

Secretariat's response was…

[Secretariat: I have a promise with someone, and it will be fulfilled when I become the strongest.]

[Secretariat: So, I'm just taking the races a little more seriously, that's all.]

A brief answer, a simple interview.

After all, this was just a low-level GIII stakes race. Not to mention the world stage, even in Japan or the United States alone, there are double-digit races held every day.

And that's the United States, a place universally recognized as the pinnacle of dirt track racing, where there is no shortage of seemingly gifted geniuses.

To truly prove oneself, to become a well-known and famous genius elite, one must perform outstandingly in multiple stakes races.

Therefore, the current Secretariat has not yet reached a level of being taken too seriously.

After reading the extremely short post-race interview, Lin Anran's expression couldn't help but become subtle.

Huh?

Could it be…

That his departure stimulated Big Red?

So in the following races, it caused Big Red to perform outstandingly and be in hot form?

He made this promise casually to appease her so his departure wouldn't affect those American fillies. Could it… backfire on him?

You should know, Lin Anran made this promise to more than just Secretariat!