At Tracen, Good at Doing Time

He said he was going to flash her again, but his hand brought up a map of the Basement instead.

Bourbon wanted to wear him down and make him panic, didn't she? That was why she kept following behind him at an unhurried pace.

The pressure was real, but from that distance, could she see what he was doing? Could she make out his Tablet screen?

Zhou Yuang steadied his breathing and settled into a long-distance runner's pace. He planned to keep circling for a while, using the chance to memorize the Basement's layout. He also opened the map of the surveillance room.

At least it showed him the room's layout. Zhou Yuang noticed a lever right by the entrance that controlled the door.

[Faded First Heroine]: Huh? Why isn't he flashing her now?

[Invincible Lord of Seaside]: Yeah! Flash that Uma Musume, then run for it!

[Bewitching Dark Bay]: Which do you think is faster, turning around or blinking?

[Tracen Cold-Joke Master]: Besides, Bour— that Uma Musume is keeping up a steady speed. If she braces herself and keeps running, she might crash into AT.

[Galaxy-Eyes Photon Dragon]: The Uma Musume would be fine, but AT would probably be laid out on the floor for a while. Maybe...

[Hates Flashes and Manic Guys]: Maybe what?

[Supersonic B70]: Don't tell me... she'd headbutt AT like McQueen did?

[Uma Musume Fan]: She's such a cute Uma Musume! Why would she do something so rough and say things like that?

Agnes Digital clutched her head with both hands, urging her brain to accept that this was only a game.

Like the other Uma Musume, she couldn't imagine a normal Uma Musume acting so violently or saying such outrageous things.

What normal Uma Musume chased a target around just to make them feel