Life at Tracen, an Expert at Doing Time

Seeing Air Groove walk faster and faster, almost breaking into a run, Zhou Yuang quickened his pace, only to find that the gap between humans and Uma Musume was simply too wide.

At the sight, Zhou Yuang couldn't help saying something.

"Air Groove, you're in such a hurry!"

[Hates Flashes and Manic Guys]: Who's in a hurry?!!!

Tamamo damn it, who was in a hurry?!

Watching herself walk faster and faster on-screen made Air Groove fume.

Where was that composure she'd shown beside AT's hospital bed earlier?

Had she tossed it out to feed the dogs?

With that scheming trainer Zhou Yuang about to comment on what was happening, Air Groove found her quickening steps on-screen more and more disgraceful.

So the Air Groove outside the screen immediately sped up her typing.

She became a proud, aloof pianist, defending her image.

Her words carried composure, her explanations carried artistry, and her defenses were like the Maginot Line!

[Faded First Heroine]: Honest question: why did Air Groove suddenly type so much?

[Gray Coat Godzilla]: Exactly, and she's so fast that I can barely make out some of what she's saying.

As it turned out, the bluntest knives hurt the most.

After Zhou Yuang made his comment, the two airheads simultaneously said the things most likely to shatter Air Groove's composure.

Rudolf raised her head, saw Air Groove's reddened face and pinned-back ears, then quietly lowered it again.

It was best not to provoke her colleague right now.

[Mars' Number One Gray Coat Beauty]: May I say something?

[Hates Flashes and Manic Guys]: Shut up!

[Mars' Number One Gray Coat Beauty]: You got it.

Zhou Yuang couldn't have been more delighted by the comments on-screen.

*The Uma Musume call me a scumbag, and you give them something to laugh at. As husband