Lame, McQueen, Lame

"Bring it on!"

At this point, McQueen had no intention of backing down.

She got started at once and opened Training.

Unlike Zhou Yuang's Training sessions, an Uma Musume playing through her own Training wouldn't trigger that kind of story.

Otherwise, they'd end up with two McQueens staring each other down.

McQueen used the same support cards as Zhou Yuang, with Silence Suzuka and Air Groove as her parents.

"It's just the Hopeful Stakes, isn't it?"

Watch me win this easily!

McQueen still remembered the gameplay tips Zhou Yuang had given as he played.

When Zhou Yuang saw that McQueen's run was producing far better numbers than his, his expression stiffened.

Oh no.

There was a good chance McQueen would win.

He watched McQueen click through smoothly, guiding her in-game self to victory in the Debut Race. As she quickly advanced to the Hopeful Stakes, Zhou Yuang wiped his forehead.

Sunday Silence leaned over with a grin.

"Breaking into a sweat? She's only trying to prove you wrong. Too bad there's nothing riding on it... How about you and I make a bet?"

"A bet? On what?"

Damn, are we actually betting on horse races now?

Zhou Yuang looked at Sunday Silence, wondering what he had in mind.

"Whether she wins. You think she won't; I think she will. If I lose, I'll grant you one wish. How's that?"

"And if you win?"

Zhou Yuang had a bad feeling about this. An old hand like Sunday Silence wouldn't suggest a bet that meant nothing to him.

"How about you let me come home with you?"

No way!

He'll sit on my chest while I sleep!

Zhou Yuang glanced from the grinning Sunday Silence to McQueen.

For the first time in his life, he hoped McQueen would finish her second race