The Stream Ends, and the Uma Musume Each Have Their Own Motives

The two Uma Musume glared fiercely and kept hammering at the iron doors.

Zhou Yuang watched the Uma Musume on either side in silence. He knew neither would listen to a word he said now.

The battery level on the screen plummeted like sand in an hourglass, mercilessly showing how many more blows the iron doors could withstand for him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The alternating blows rang through the sealed room until Zhou Yuang's ears hurt. Worse, he felt a dull ache in his waist.

Once these hungry Uma Musume broke open the iron cage, they would come in to enjoy their meal.

If they kept at it, their fangs and claws would eventually pry open the can. Then they would toss aside the opener, pick up their cutlery, and dig in.

Hungry people weren't picky. They might even crack the bones and stuff them into their mouths piece by piece.

Just as the two Uma Musume were about to pound the last of the battery charge away, a bell suddenly rang through Tracen Academy.

Daybreak!

It was six o'clock. Miss Hayakawa would be back soon.

At the sound, Sunday Silence clicked his tongue.

"That green one's coming... Kid, you just got yourself another life."

He beckoned to Daiwa Scarlet and Eishin Flash. Under Zhou Yuang's gaze, he fled with the other Uma Musume.

"Tonight... you're going to get it!"

Take one step out of this basement, and I'll show your pelvis what cruelty means!

The Uma Musume left. Zhou Yuang had just breathed a sigh of relief when a window suddenly appeared before him.

[The second night is over. Save your progress?]

"Save? Of course!"

So this damn game had a save function after all...

As Zhou Yuang answered, he noticed he could even quit to the