At Tracen Academy, Livestreaming Myself Doing Time

That was basically ruining things for all the players who wanted to see some steamy content.

For entertainment, Uma Musume players chose to create twisted and yandere OOC fanfiction. That was the origin of Bizarre Texts.

Stories and memes about trainers being locked in basements by yandere Uma Musume and the like began to explode.

"Of course it's fun. You've been having a great time playing Uma Musume mobile game, haven't you?"

Darley pointed at Zhou Yuang, then pulled a deadpan face.

"You're going to play Uma Musume for me... No, wait. You're going to play Shining! Pretty Derby! for me!"

"But having a bunch of Uma Musume watch me play a mobile game is still much better than becoming an idol."

Zhou Yuang folded his arms and pondered the matter, but the Three Goddesses in front of him clearly disliked what he had said.

"Do you still remember your ultimate goal in life?"

Darley spoke with deliberate solemnity, looking exactly like an otherworldly sage trying to enlighten someone.

"Go to the docks and get some fries?"

That aside, fries really were delicious.

"Wrong! Your brain told you to come to Tracen and get thirty wives!"

Unwilling to let anyone have fun, Darley refuted Zhou Yuang's idea of getting some fries.

"Since you've already stepped into Tracen with your left foot, we'll definitely make you step into the Basement with your right."

"As long as you debut according to our plan, you'll easily have thirty wives."

"Why?"

What, now that you were happy, you were just going to hand me wives?

"It's simple. In the morning, the Uma Musume push you down. At night, you push the Uma Musume down."

Darley's one sentence plunged Zhou Yuang into deep thought.

This really was the life he longed for, but wasn't something wrong with it?

"Wouldn't that make me an X fan?"

Zhou Yuang pointed at the fan count on the panel. After all three Goddesses nodded in unison, his hand shot back as fast as lightning.

Leaving aside the fact that Zhou Yuang felt the three of them were looking at him strangely, becoming a streamer to attract Uma Musume as fans and then turn them into wives was already extremely improper.

Besides, I'm streaming myself being imprisoned. The Uma Musume will fall for me because of that?

Is this situation even reasonable?

"Doing this as an idol would definitely be neglecting my duties, right?"

"It's fine. As long as the fans are happy. How do you know you're X-ing other people instead of the Uma Musume X-ing you?"

An ordinary Uma Musume had three times the physical strength of an adult human, while the Uma Musume were the elite among their kind when it came to physical ability.

They also had exceptionally strong resistance to poison. How could an ordinary person possibly beat an Uma Musume?

Just lie flat.

"But that still isn't right. For ordinary idols, dating is considered letting their fans down."

"Why did you choose Oguri Cap? You could just go find Smart Falcon as soon as you entered Tracen."

Darley rolled her eyes at Zhou Yuang.

The Uma Musume called Smart Falcon was a pure girl who hoped to become an idol.

Zhou Yuang believed that in his hands, this Uma Musume could become a flawless idol without a single stain, remain active until she turned thirty, and then successfully change careers to become a great shrine maiden.

Or perhaps a great Uma shrine maiden.

"Go debut!"

Baye copied Darley's earlier posture and pointed at Zhou Yuang like a general ordering troops.

Zhou Yuang felt like producing a sweating Huangdou emoji.

However, since all three Goddesses had chosen this path, Zhou Yuang had no choice but to comply.

"What if I get single-killed by an Uma Musume after logging off?"

Becoming a streamer might really result in an Uma Musume becoming his fan. Zhou Yuang was still quite confident about that.

Before joining Tracen, Zhou Yuang had already created an alias on the Horse Management and Horse Book friend circles. He had also hosted a faceless late-night radio show using a disguised voice, helping Uma Musume and trainers resolve emotional issues between them.

He had even gained a little fame and attracted quite a few fans. It also earned him a bit of spending money as a job, which was much more comfortable and interesting than working at a convenience store.

But wasn't this a livestream?

Some Uma Musume would definitely get curious and meet him in person. By then, things would get... awkward.

Zhou Yuang looked warily at his chibi avatar nearby.

"It's simple. Just put a skin over yourself."

Darley casually waved her hand, and the chibi avatar's head turned into a white steamed bun with a T written on it.

"This is kind of ugly."

Zhou Yuang complained. Darley then opened an interface, revealing that Zhou Yuang could customize his appearance.

Now he had no choice but to spend several hours adjusting the face, then use five minutes to record his debut video.

"So I'm basically a Vtuber? I stream myself being imprisoned while using the rewards from prison to raise the Uma Musume in the real world, gaining fans and improving the real-life Uma Musume's results... That isn't too bad."

It sounded like a premise even manga would hesitate to use lightly. Only certain toilet-paper wholesalers would use such a setup.

"Mm, so just give yourself a decent appearance... What are you doing?!"

When Baye saw Zhou Yuang freely dragging the customization sliders around and making the character's face increasingly bizarre, the rigid instructor who had been a warhorse in her previous life finally snapped.

"At least make me look like a person!"

"Tch."

He had been planning to create a skin that would make the Uma Musume's eyes go dark... or perhaps light up.

"I can hear you."

"All right. In any case, do your best, Mr. Zhou Yuang."

Godolphin, whose appearance was gentle, encouraged Zhou Yuang. Then she joined the other Goddesses in pointing at and commenting on Zhou Yuang's customized face.

The skinned avatar expanded from a two-dimensional character into a three-dimensional one, then became an invading ancient god, then a simple Crayon Shin-chan-style drawing, and finally an apparently slender figure with no facial features, only a huge A on its face.

"This... (inhales) What the tama is this?"

After realizing that all her guidance had ultimately produced a standard Tanuki trainer—only with an A instead of a T on his head—Baye truly could not hold herself together.

Was there any point in customizing you at all?

"In any case, you'll have chances to change skins later. Just make do with this for now."

He had tried several times to make something ridiculous, but since the three madams refused to allow it, he could only settle for a more reliable appearance.

The other two Goddesses nearby had no intention of stubbornly arguing over the matter either.

Compared with a beautiful exterior, an interesting soul was more important.

"Then let's start the livestream."

After asking the other two Goddesses about the system, Zhou Yuang started the livestream.

"Uma Musume! Activate!"

There was no one else here anyway, so I'll do whatever I want.

At Tracen Academy, Streaming Myself Being Imprisoned

This world had no horses. It had only Uma Musume.

According to legend, Uma Musume had appeared on this land a very long time ago.

They raced across the grasslands, shed sweat across the grasslands, sang of youth across the grasslands, and composed their own melodies across the grasslands.

Compared with humans, they were incredibly passionate about running.

Running was an undeniable joy and strength to them.

As messengers and transporters of supplies, the Uma Musume gave this world vitality. Before vehicles replaced their role, Heaven had given them another path.

That path was competition: using their running to bring passion and happiness to the people of this world.

They made people happy through their running.

For certain Uma Musume, running seemed to be the entire meaning of their lives.

Silence Suzuka was one of them.

She had smooth, long orange hair, emerald-green eyes, and a slender, graceful figure.

No matter how one looked at her, she seemed like a quiet and gentle girl.

But she was an Uma Musume who loved running.

Even when she was still a little bean sprout who had not yet reached an adult's height, she had been extremely passionate about running.

Every time her feet touched the Turf, she felt an urge rise within her.

Just like a racer touching a steering wheel, an angler touching dried fish, or a model enthusiast touching a new model, every time she reached the Turf, she would subconsciously want to start running.

Running endlessly across the fragrant, soft Turf, feeling the speed of the wind, and watching the scenery continuously retreat because of her sprint—

That sense of speed fascinated Silence Suzuka.

If possible, she felt she could run like that for an entire day.

Because of her love of running, and because she was an Uma Musume, she joined Tracen Academy with the intention of becoming an Uma Musume and running endlessly along the track.

But recently, she had run into trouble.

She had joined Tracen, a professional school for Uma Musume, because of her hobby. From a certain perspective, however, it was a vocational school.

Being an Uma Musume was also a profession. Once a hobby became work, it was bound to stop being easy.

She had brought her love of running with her to learn how to run faster, but the various relevant subjects at Tracen made Silence Suzuka's eyes go dark.

It was not that the subjects were particularly difficult. She was also among the more academically capable Uma Musume.

Memorizing the knowledge in the textbooks was a piece of cake.

But putting it into practice was not so convenient.

Before debuting, an Uma Musume needed to be discovered by a trainer and sign a contract to join that trainer's team before she could participate in races.

Tracen was very tolerant, though. Aside from problem children, it did not force anyone to find a trainer.

However, Tracen was ultimately an Uma Musume training school. Without a trainer, some teachers responsible for explaining theoretical knowledge would teach the Uma Musume how to train.

The teacher told everyone that the most basic principle of racing was not to charge forward and mindlessly run to the finish line. They needed to adjust their pace while running and save their strength for the final sprint.

Although different Uma Musume had different talents, discovering an Uma Musume's running style was the trainer's job. The teacher merely explained the most conventional method in crude terms.

The teacher's attitude was not excessive, but it was quite troublesome for an Uma Musume like Silence Suzuka, who liked to lower her head and sprint forward.

Silence Suzuka had a well-behaved and obedient personality. After receiving the instruction, she did indeed choose the most conventional approach, but she always felt that she had lost the passion for running she once possessed.

Moreover, she kept losing the simulated races against the other Uma Musume.

Sometimes, she even worried that she had no talent for running, or that she was simply unsuited to Tracen.

Being sensible, she buried her anxiety in her heart and lived each day peacefully, just as she always had.

Today, she came to the classroom and sat down, intending to wait for class to begin. Suddenly, she noticed that all the Uma Musume around her had stopped moving.

"Huh?"

She was puzzled. Then she discovered that her classmates were all standing in place like Stone Statues.

Some were sitting, some were standing, and some Uma Musume were in the middle of talking with their friends, their hands still frozen in position.

"Could this be some kind of prank?"