But that kind of all-or-nothing thinking was no good at all.
[Invincible Lord of Seaside]: Goals after the Triple Crown? Just keep winning, right? If it were me, I'd probably aim to become an Uma Musume like the president.
[Fierce Little Horse]: Hey! Aren't you talking a little big?
Just keep winning?
Easier said than done.
[Gray Coat Godzilla]: What's wrong with thinking that way?
[Generation's Pride]: Just leave the competition in the dust. Done. ()
[Invincible Lord of Seaside]: Yeah! As long as you win, you can say whatever you want, right?
[Rice Cake Fatty]: You really are something...
[Tracen Cold-Joke Master]: Haha, but before that, you should become a Triple Crown Uma Musume first.
[I Am Gundam]: I see.
"I don't know."
Unlike the Uma Musume in the livestream room, whose horizons kept expanding, Bourbon had barely spent time with anyone her own age.
She had been thinking about the Triple Crown since childhood. Every day of training had been for that goal.
She had even spent each day thinking about how to make herself better suited to completing that mission.
As for what races she would enter or what she would do after becoming a Triple Crown Uma Musume, those were things she had never considered.
Perhaps only after winning the Triple Crown would she know what to do with her future.
For the moment, she had no idea what to say, so she honestly admitted she hadn't thought about it.
"Our first goal is an undefeated Triple Crown. Until the Kikka-sho is over, we won't think about anything else."
To Zhou Yuang, popping champagne at halftime was the most obnoxious thing anyone could do, and the easiest way to tempt fate.
What sensible person popped champagne at halftime?
How was that any different from declaring, "Victory