Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

"January 1th, the weather is cloudy. The weather is not very good today, Ms. Matsubara."

"Yes, Mr. Shino, I hope the venue will not interfere with the performance of the racing ladies.

The two commentators exchanged words with each other.

The sky is gray with only a little blue, clouds are scattered over the stadium, and there are many people in the audience. Although it cannot be said that the seats are empty, it can also be said that there are many.

On the field, the racehorses were standing behind the gate doing warm-up exercises. Mi Yu squatted and pressed his legs, keeping his eyes on his feet.

Mi Yu was the last one to finish her warm-up. She stood up and her number was written on her special competition sportswear: 6.

Meditation…

Mi Yu touched his chest with his hand and took a small breath. In the audience, Ulala and Desert Hero were waving their hands to support Mi Yu.

"Mimi! Come on!"

"Miyu... come on!"

Although the arena and the auditorium were far away, Miyu couldn't hear the two women's encouragement, but they still persisted in waving their arms vigorously.

Sir Liu stood behind them, doing nothing but holding a cigarette and candy in his mouth and looking at the rice bath in the center of the field.

"Please enter the gate."

As the sound came from the radio, the racing girls walked to their gates one by one.

Miyu strolled to Gate No. 6 and looked up at the metal gate.

...

Her ears and tail waggled twice, then she walked into the lock chamber.

"Welcome to the Furong Championship. This game will be narrated by me, Matsubara Ori and Mr. Shinomiya Jun."

"I am Matsubara."

"I'm Si Ye."

"Next, we will introduce the participating horse girls. The first is No. 10 Infinite Craftsman, which has the third most support."

Infinite Craftsman shook her brown twin ponytails confidently, and then looked at the horse racing girl next to her with burning eyes.

"Infinite Craftsman looks very confident. I hope she can achieve good results in this competition."

This is her first OP event, and she is bound to win this championship.

"Then there is No. 3 Pastoral, which has the second most support."

A tall, short purple-haired horse racing girl was constantly adjusting her breathing, and it could be seen that she was very nervous.

"Pastoral seems to be very nervous."

"I hope she can adjust soon."

"After that! It's our No. 1 with the most support, Xiao Ming is coming!"

Xiaoming, who has long red hair and is about 1.67cm tall, is counting the numbers in his mouth silently.

"17, 18, 19..."

"This is the second OP event at dawn, right? Miss Matsubara?"

"Well, Dawn is Coming. As a rookie, she has been able to maintain a 2-length lead in the two games since her debut. I hope she can maintain her usual results this time."

"After that…"

The names and numbers of each racing girl were read out from the commentator's mouth.

"No. 7 meter bath with the 6th highest support."

Miyu was not introduced too much, and the name of the next horse racing girl came quickly.

Mi Yu glanced at the two racing ladies at the gate next to him, and then gathered up his energy.

Just run as hard as you can...

The sound of the radio gradually faded in Mi Yu's ears. Mi Yu just stood in the gate, his long black hair slightly rippled by the wind that passed by inadvertently.

The dull sound of wind lingered in Mi Yu's ears, and suddenly a voice broke the silence.

"The starters are on stage"

Mi Yu looked at a man standing by the track not far ahead. He was holding a flare gun in his hand to symbolize the start of the race.

All the jockey girls sat down and prepared to run.

The starter raised the gun in his hand and pointed it toward the sky. All the sounds seemed to become quieter. The two commentators did not speak anymore, and the audience became much quieter.

"... "

"boom!"

As the gate opened and gunshots rang out, the racing girls rushed from the gate to the track in an instant, leaving only their shadows behind.

"The one who takes the lead is...infinite craftsmanship!"

"Behind her is No. 1 Xiaoming is coming, and behind her is No. 13 Mingkou Tianhua."

"In fourth place is No. 6 Miyu! And then in fifth place is No. 16 Bai Randang."

"The sixth place is Pastoral No. 3."

The soles of his feet left marks on the grass, and a figure passed the curve, followed by several figures following closely behind.

"Infinite Craftsmanship still maintains the first position. It's really surprising that Xiaoming is approaching and she doesn't compete for her most skilled leading position."

"It seems that this time dawn is approaching and we plan to take the lead in running."

Infinite Craftsman waved his arms quickly, looking ahead with the wind occupying the edge of his eye sockets, occasionally taking a moment to look behind him at the approaching dawn.

She knew very well that the opponent was her most difficult opponent in this game.

So Infinite Craftsman adjusted his position to block the approach of dawn.

Dawn was approaching and he didn't make any other moves, he just ran quietly behind Infinite Craftsmanship.

"Isn't this taking the initiative to help save energy when dawn is approaching?"

The desert hero looked at the situation on the field and spoke with some doubts.

"Maybe I have my own considerations."

Sir Liu responded.

"Come on Mimi!"

Ulala still looked at Mi Yu who was at the front of the field.

"Will the situation change as the second bend approaches?"

Infinite craftsmanship slowly pressed into the inner circle, trying to cover the shortest distance with the least amount of energy.

Just when she was getting close, Xiao Ming is about to make a move behind her. She pressed into the inner circle before Xiao Ming was about to come and accelerated to the side of Infinite Craftsman to stop her from entering.

"Dawn is approaching and we are catching up. Do you want to take back the number one position at this stage?"

"It's really a dangerous running style. It seems that Dawn is approaching and she is very confident in her control of timing."

Infinite Craftsmanship panicked for a moment, and it could be seen that her lack of experience in this area made her a little confused.

"The pace of Infinite Craftsmanship seems to be a little messed up."

"It can be seen that she is adjusting. Wait, No. 13 Mingkou Tianhua overtakes Infinite Craftsmanship and takes the second position!"

Feeling that a figure beside him ignored his infinite craftsmanship, he gritted his teeth and glanced back at Mi Yu who was running, and then quickly adjusted to maintain the third position.

"Let's sort out the situation on the field again!"

"First in line is No. 1 Xiaoming, who is leading the second place in the half marathon, No. 13 Mingko Tianhua!"

"The third place is No. 10 Infinite Craftsmanship! The fourth place is No. 6 Miyu."

"The fifth place is No. 3 Pastoral Song, and the sixth place is No. 16 Bai Ran Dang."

34, 35, 36…

When dawn is approaching, she silently counts the numbers in her mind. This is a little running habit of hers, which helps her calm down.

Mingkou Tianhua has been staring at the back of Xiaoming in front of her. She is still very energetic.

Maybe...it really works this time!

She began to plan in her heart.

"Wow-"

While her brain was running rapidly, the infinite craftsmanship on her left side caught up again.

"Infinite Craftsmanship has caught up! We got the second place again!"