People in Tracen, Skilled at Going to Jail

Why?

The outcome of a race couldn't be known until the very end. Although this was a G3 Race, weren't all the competitors here athletes who had already gone through several races?

Black Malt Liquor shook her head and gritted her teeth as she watched Oguri Cap, who had already entered the Starting Gate.

Uma Musume preferred letting others see their backs to seeing the backs of others.

Especially their backs as they sprinted across the finish line far ahead of everyone else.

They were slaves to their emotions, but they didn't merely love affection. They also pursued victory with an almost pathological intensity.

Oguri Cap had once had a scar on her hand, right in the center of her palm.

She had gotten it during her Debut Race at Kasamatsu.

Her family had been poor, and no one had offered them help. Before her debut, she hadn't even had a decent hair ornament. She had only had that simple, plain ear ornament atop her head. Before Oguri Cap's debut, her mother, Ms. White Gem, had given her the hair ornament she had worn in her own races.

It was the ornament made of several diamonds, corresponding to the row of diamond patterns on Oguri Cap's Jockey outfit in reality.

If the hair ornament had been inherited, what about her other equipment?

Although Ms. White Gem, who cherished her daughter, had done her best to satisfy Oguri Cap, even if Oguri Cap was willing to wear dirty sportswear and sneakers, those cheap, plain clothes couldn't meet her expectations.

She had always had excellent leg strength, so during her daily training, she had nearly pulled the shoes apart at the seams.

Then, during the final straight-line sprint, Oguri Cap's powerful legs stomped one of the shoes apart.

This corresponded to Oguri