[Number One Idiot Da Hong]: How could something like that happen?!
[Faded First Heroine]: Then those Uma Musume who were controlled... isn't that just awful for them?
The Uma Musume who heard this were stunned. Once they recovered, they unleashed a storm of comments in the Livestream Room.
Some felt terrible for those Uma Musume; others cursed the people responsible.
[Uma Musume Fan]: Those trainers deserve to die! I hate them even more than AT!!! Why didn't anyone report them to the JRA?
"I ran into that sort of thing back when Bourbon first told me her dream."
As Mr. Toyama spoke, he looked at Bourbon on the television—at her sincerity and the determination in her eyes as she pursued her dream. His fist tightened.
He still remembered taking Bourbon to watch a race, and the smile she had worn when she made a choice for herself for the first time...
That smile had cemented his resolve.
He had decided to refuse that faction and file a report with the JRA.
[Tracen Cold-Joke Master]: It's no use. I caught a trainer like that once. I went to the JRA afterward... and got nowhere.
"There are people in the JRA working with them too, aren't there?"
Zhou Yuang voiced a possibility that chilled many Uma Musume in the Livestream Room.
"And then... they forced me to resign."
Mr. Toyama's clenched fist trembled before falling open, powerless.
The fist he had raised could do nothing.
"After that, I hoped they would leave my daughter alone, but..."
Looking at Kyoei Stronghold on the television screen, Mr. Toyama gritted his teeth again.
The very thing he had dreaded had happened anyway.
[Steal Your Trainer]: Wait, Japan's racing world is really that rotten?
The JRA was Japan's official racing association. If it was rotten, then