This... Was This What a World-Class Horse Girl Was Like?
"But... it's fine..."
Futanari Shingang spoke again in her heart and cut another step inward.
"This kind of race... is what makes it fun!"
Futanari Shingang's repeated moves inward had already built up to the point of affecting the entire race.
As she and Adayar moved inward together, the Outside Lane opened up like a torn curtain, leaving behind a vast, unobstructed stretch for sprinting.
Duramente was running through that open space.
Compared to her previous races, she could clearly tell that running now felt far easier.
She had plenty of room to move. Diagonally ahead of her were Kitasan Black and California Spangle, while Futanari Shingang and Adayar were on the inside.
There were no opponents on her outer side. Frostfall followed behind her to the right, with the other competitors farther back still.
In this position, no matter what happened next, she had more than enough room to maneuver.
Especially if she maintained this position until the Final Straight, she could make her move immediately and charge for first place without anything in her way.
The Final Straight was when every Horse Girl had the least stamina remaining, and the fewest options available.
At that point, the only thing they could do was unleash everything in an all-out burst. No one would have the spare energy to cut out and block others.
Even if someone really was crazy enough to do that, she had nothing to fear.
She believed that with her Final Burst, even if she had to cut farther outside to evade a blockage ahead, she could still be the first across the Finish Line.
Yet despite running easily in the Outside Lane, her heart was filled with caution.
From the Start Gate until now, she