"...Huh?"
Kitasan Black froze.
She had never expected an answer like that, nor did she understand what it meant.
"The fastest, the strongest, the supreme."
Duramente repeated herself, her cold expression gradually turning serious.
"I was born into this world to become that kind of Horse Girl.
"That is my mission, and my destiny.
"Whether I succeed or fail.
"I will challenge the supreme stage known as the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe, in pursuit of my family's long-held wish. That...
"Is my one and only goal."
Having said that, she lowered her head and resumed eating dinner.
"The Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe...?"
Kitasan Black froze again, tapping her chin thoughtfully.
"I think Trainer mentioned it before, but... what exactly is it?"
Her brown ears twitched. With a hint of surprise, Duramente looked up.
"You... don't know about the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe?"
"Ahahaha, um..."
Scratching her head and giving an awkward laugh, Kitasan Black embarrassedly rubbed her cheek.
"I... I'm not that good at studying. The Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe... is it a really amazing race?"
Duramente stared blankly at Kitasan Black for a moment. Then, she suddenly furrowed her brows, pinched her chin, and fell into thought.
"Actually, if you ask what makes it so amazing, it seems... I don't know either."
"Ehh? Meisei-chan doesn't know either? Then, what was all that about dreams and stuff just now...?" Kitasan Black was dumbfounded.
After pondering for a while, Duramente suddenly returned to her indifferent expression and stood up with her tray in hand.
"But that doesn't matter. My parents, Sister Symboli, everyone says it is the supreme stage for Horse Girls. That is enough.
"Sister Symboli, I'm done eating. I'll be going now."
Her last sentence was directed at Symboli on the other side.
She had