In Black Knight’s eyes, what was a powerful front-runner?
Simple—the kind of Umamusume who could follow behind Tyrant without losing sight of her back, like Redstone Wyvern and Reno Lightning.
Those were powerful front-runners.
The kind who crushed everyone behind them with wind-like speed from the start, then used absolute superiority to make it impossible for anyone to catch up—that was what a powerful front-runner Umamusume looked like in Black Knight’s eyes.
But this super Umamusume, who in her speculations should have been like a priest who’d activated Made in Heaven, making all other Umamusume watch her gradually vanishing back and grieve for themselves—seemed to be off somewhere.
“Speed…” That’s right, it was speed.
Although compared to the Umamusume lagging behind her, it was indeed very fast, judging from the final performance, she absolutely couldn’t be on the same level as Redstone Wyvern.
This speed was probably about the same as those lower-level Umamusume templates from the system.
—The category that couldn’t even see Tyrant’s tail.
Was she hiding her true ability?
Black Knight thought.
After all, from the live situation, those Umamusume really couldn’t keep up with Silence Suzuka’s pace at all.
Instead, the distance was growing wider and wider.
If that was the case, it was indeed possible she was hiding her ability.
After all, no matter how fast she ran, her opponents didn’t have the ability to keep up, so just running casually wasn’t impossible.
‘But there don’t seem to be any suppression-type skills, huh?’ Recalling Tyrant’s terrifying ability to make all Umamusume behind her feel like they were carrying giant boulders, then looking at the Umamusume behind Silence Suzuka, they didn’t seem to have much trouble.
Looked like Silence Suzuka’s main abilities were all invested in making herself faster?
“Ohhh! S-she’s so fast!” On the other side, Special Week wasn’t thinking as much as Black Knight.
At this moment, she was completely captivated by Silence Suzuka’s speed.
At least in Special Week’s eyes, Silence Suzuka’s speed really was fast—so fast it surprised her.
Although she was surprised by the other’s speed, Special Week’s mentality hadn’t suffered any kind of blow at all, because she believed she definitely could do it.
As long as she trained hard, she too could become such an amazing Umamusume.
After all, this was a promise between her and her two moms!
Amid all the shouts and cheers, Silence Suzuka’s speed showed almost no sign of slowing.
Even though the Umamusume behind her tried desperately and seemed about to catch up, at the final moment, Silence Suzuka suddenly accelerated again, shaking off the Umamusume behind her.
‘As expected, full speed.’ Looking at Silence Suzuka’s speed, Black Knight felt she roughly understood most of the other’s situation.
Very fast, likes to lead opponents, can’t rule out skills similar to Tyrant’s where she gains buffs if leading.
Overall, she should be like Screaming Shriek—a pure self-acceleration type, and might have one or two skills that are anti-scumbag skills.
Right now her strongest card was Black Knight, but Black Knight was an Umamusume good at overtaking and farming buffs through End Closer and Late Surger.
And if Silence Suzuka had skills that gave buffs when leading, then Black Knight probably couldn’t gain too many advantages either.
As all kinds of countermeasure ideas surfaced in Black Knight’s mind, Silence Suzuka on the track, with her dust-free terrifying speed, successfully reached the finish line with a massive lead over the other contestants.
Amid countless spectators’ cheers, Silence Suzuka turned her head again and looked toward Black Knight’s direction.
After all, the other’s aura and gaze told her that she was absolutely not an ordinary Umamusume.
If she had to describe it, it was like a powerful knight wearing ice-cold armor yet possessing infinite fighting spirit.
At least in Japan, such an existence was absolutely unheard of.
And beside this knight… Silence Suzuka looked at the silly-looking Special Week again.
She’d noticed before that this knight seemed to always be with her.
Looking at her expression…
Could this be a blade-like knight taking a naive, radiant princess out to play?
“Eh? Little Black, is that Silence Suzuka looking at us?” Silence Suzuka’s gaze turned over, and Special Week, who had been staring at her the whole time, immediately reacted.
To be honest, she really admired this Silence Suzuka.
After all, the other was beautiful and strong—exactly the kind of strongest Umamusume she imagined, a role model for her to learn from.
Now that her role model was looking at her alone among so many people, Special Week was quite excited and didn’t know what to do.
“Hm?” Black Knight only came back to her senses at this moment.
Prompted by Special Week’s words, she turned to look and found Silence Suzuka was indeed staring at her.
Noticed me, or rather set her sights on me?
Just like I set my sights on her.
Looks like my UR card really is easy for people to notice.
If I’d known, I would’ve just used Screaming Shriek instead.
After all, she’s only an SR card.
She probably wouldn’t be discovered for being too strong.
“No matter.” So what if she noticed?
Anyway, she couldn’t jump into OP races to face me.
And by the time I reach the level where I can run her races, I’ll definitely have a bunch of smurf accounts.
Then I can play the illegal team-up tactic.
Meanwhile, in a special observation room at the very top of the racecourse, at the same height as the commentary booth, a woman in a black women’s suit, wearing glasses, like a career woman, was watching Silence Suzuka below.
She was Silence Suzuka’s current trainer—Aka.
Right now she was slightly frowning, looking like she had a lot on her mind.
First, because Silence Suzuka hadn’t run according to her teaching methods.
Second, because she’d noticed Silence Suzuka seemed to always be staring at someone in a certain direction.
She’d originally thought it would be her “old rival,” but according to recent intel, her “old rival” had already been taken away because of some old matters and wasn’t at the venue at all. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
Then who could it be?
Aka looked in the direction Silence Suzuka was looking—but unfortunately, because she was too high up and too far away, all Aka could see were a bunch of heads like pixels.
“So, who exactly is it?”
……
The race ended, and Black Knight no longer had any desire to stay.
She stood up and asked Special Week beside her, who still seemed to want more: “Hungry?”
“Eh? Um, a little, actually.” Special Week touched her stomach.
She did feel her stomach was empty and should find something to fill it.
“My treat.” Few words, but Black Knight still seemed very easygoing.
Rather, toward friends, she really was quite generous.
“Okay~” Someone was treating her, so Special Week was especially happy.
She immediately stood up, and hand in hand with Black Knight, headed outside.
The two casually bought some skewers and such, then sat on a bench outside and started eating on their own.
Although Little Kangbai-chan’s template had somewhat ugly table manners, Black Knight’s side completely lacked that starving-ghost eating style.
Instead, she seemed especially refined.
But Special Week’s eating manners beside her weren’t as good as Black Knight’s.
She was actually a bit like Little Kangbai-chan—both with that “if I don’t eat fast I’ll starve” state.
One quiet, one lively, their styles were so distinct, like yin and yang.
After eating two skewers, Black Knight felt about full.
Looked like this template was way easier to feed than Little Kangbai-chan.
As expected of UR level.
“By the way, Little Black, let’s go watch the Winner’s Stage together later!” Special Week ate quite a bit.
Only after her stomach wasn’t hungry did she remember that on TV, those Umamusume always went to the Winner’s Stage after racing.
That sparkling appearance really made Special Week envious.
She’d once thought in her heart that it would be so nice if she could stand on the Winner’s Stage too.
“…Sure.” Anyway, it wasn’t her dancing.
Going to watch was fine.
“Huff huff~” Miss Feiyuan-sensei, secretly observing, saw the two little girls getting along pretty harmoniously and couldn’t help but feel proud of her cleverness.
As expected, without adults watching, kids easily got to know each other.
And she just needed to keep an eye on that hentai who still dared to call himself a trainer.
Mm, surely that despicable pervert would be severely punished by the police at the station, right?