Uma Musume: Why Do We, Horse Trainers, Still Have To Train Uma Musume? Chapter 56 56: Losing To The One Who Knows You Best

isho Doto was timid. This was sothing everyone at Tracen Academy who knew isho Doto was aware of.

isho Doto was clumsy, often making mistakes in the simplest of tasks, and was constantly unlucky; she always seed to run into problems, even if everything had been fine during the last check.

isho Doto's timid nature would improve slightly when racing. Although her competitive spirit might have been a notch below other Uma Musu, her talent had been enough for her until she won her Debut Race—and indeed, as isho Doto thought, part of the reason she won was good luck, as she hadn't faced any overly strong opponents.

Therefore, isho Doto admired T.M. Opera O, who was always so confident. Even though she had only won a Debut Race, the dazzling, confident T.M. Opera O, who proclaid herself "The Overlord" at the ti, earned isho Doto's admiration.

But isho Doto never understood why she found T.M. Opera O so admirable.

Perhaps it was a subtle influence that made isho Doto feel she too could beco confident. Or perhaps… a subtle connection between the two Uma Musu?

This was isho Doto and T.M. Opera O's first confrontation. They had never even trained together before, but from the mont isho Doto stepped onto the Racecourse, a very strange feeling welled up in her heart for the first ti in her life.

isho Doto had never experienced this feeling, but if other Uma Musu could empathize with isho Doto, they would imdiately recognize this emotion—an emotion called "competitive spirit."

Yes, competitive spirit. isho Doto was now burning with an unprecedented competitive spirit. If this competitive spirit had not been ignited before this point in the race, then the mont T.M. Opera O's Aura struck, it was as if a spark had lighted a gas tank, instantly igniting a raging inferno in isho Doto's heart!

"DON'T GET IN MY FUCKING WAY!"

"I WANT TO WIN! I WANT TO WIN! THIS RACE! I MUST WIN!"

"I CAN LOSE TO ANYONE! BUT! I CANNOT LOSE TO YOU— T.M. OPERA O!!!!"

At this mont, a voice, full of anger, repeatedly echoed in isho Doto's mind, which ignited isho Doto's anger. And, as if a bully victim had suddenly erupted after enduring repeated humiliation, an unprecedented power burst forth in her heart!

No matter what, I must win! For my Trainer, for myself, and as T.M. Opera O's opponent!

Even if my legs break, I must win this race!

"Can isho Doto hold on?! T.M. Opera O is constantly closing the distance! They are now less than ten ters from the finish line!"

"Go, isho Doto!"

And at this mont, even Wada excitedly gripped the railing with both hands, shouting towards isho Doto: "Go! You must win!"

"RAHHHHHHH!!!" isho Doto also roared as she moved her legs. Her footwork didn't falter in the slightest, but under T.M. Opera O's powerful final spurt, the gap between them continued to close.

A lot of ti seed to have passed, but in reality, it was less than two seconds. The gap between isho Doto and T.M. Opera O was closing, and isho Doto could see T.M. Opera O's figure in her peripheral vision.

But the closer T.M. Opera O got, the more isho Doto refused to give up, pushing forward with all her might for the singular goal of reaching the finish line!

And at this mont, the finish line was just one step away from her!

In this instant, T.M. Opera O also nearly reached a position parallel to isho Doto, but at this mont, T.M. Opera O silently closed her eyes, a slight smile appearing on her lips… "So that's it… That's what this is all about."

T.M. Opera O murmured, seemingly understanding sothing in that mont. In her mind, with her eyes closed, Wada Ryuji's face flashed.

It seems… I didn't lose to isho Doto, but to you, Wada.

From the very beginning, when you chose isho Doto to be your Uma Musu, you were planning for this exact scenario, weren't you?

You knew of isho Doto's special quality, which is why you used her to compete against . You knew that my Aura might intimidate other Uma Musu, but it wouldn't intimidate isho Doto.

Because you understand everything about , more than even myself.

Truly… I've been defeated by you.

A wry smile slowly appeared on T.M. Opera O's lips, and when she opened her eyes again, the finish line had already been crossed… "THEY'VE CROSSED THE FINISH LINE! ALMOST SIMULTANEOUSLY! ISHO DOTO AND T.M. OPERA O HAS CROSSED THE LINE ALMOST SIMULTANEOUSLY!" The excited voice of the comntator imdiately ca through, shouting to all the fervent spectators: "But there are no ties in a race! Therefore, we will check the video footage to determine the result. Please, all spectators and Uma Musu, wait patiently."

"Staff mber, please watch the video with the judges and make the final decision."

The comntator's voice slowly faded. At this mont, the rest of the competing Uma Musu had also finished crossing the line, and their rankings were announced one by one on the large screen displaying the race results, until only the top two nas remained.

And at this mont, the panting isho Doto, enduring the sensation of her muscles tearing, stared blankly at the big screen, not daring to relax for a second.

T.M. Opera O was also struggling greatly, yet she seed to already know the result, rely offering a strained smile as she watched the screen.

And countless spectators, Uma Musu, all stared intently at the big screen, awaiting the final result… "Pleasewinpleasewinpleasewin." Wada also tightly gripped the railing with both hands, his eyes fixed on the big screen, not blinking once. Although he wasn't participating in the race, he was now sweating profusely from nervousness.

Everyone at the Racecourse was silent. This stillness lasted for several minutes, and finally, with a sound, the final result was announced with the comntator's excited words!

"THE RESULT HAS BEEN DETERMINED! THE WINNER IS ISHO DOTOOOOOOOO!!!"

"Unbelievable! isho Doto surpassed T.M. Opera O by one-third of a chest! The winner of this GIII Mainichi Hai is isho Doto!" (T/N: Opera got boob diffed)

Accompanied by the comntator's excited and incredible voice, all the accumulated passion and frenzy of the spectators erupted violently at this mont. Continuous applause echoed throughout the entire Hanshin Racecourse, solely for the only winner.

However, at this mont, isho Doto, having exited the race state and gradually recovering her ntal composure, after a brief mont of stunned surprise, wailed and bent over, covering her face with her hands. One of her legs restlessly spun on the turf, as if she wanted to find a hole to crawl into… "Hahahaha… This really is… a dramatic scene."

And T.M. Opera O, hearing this result, also had a sowhat strange expression. Though she knew she had lost the mont she crossed the finish line, she hadn't expected to lose so… completely.

She wanted to maintain the deanor of "The Overlord" as always, expressing her current feelings with a hearty laugh, but upon hearing that she had lost by "one-third of a chest," T.M. Opera O couldn't find it in herself to even laugh.

She even instinctively glanced at her chest, then at isho Doto's unscientifically curvaceous figure beside her, and suddenly a very strange… jealousy welled up from the bottom of her heart.

"Nonono... how can I, as The Overlord, show jealousy over such a small matter? This doesn't align with my tolerance and magnanimity as the Overlord, HAHAHahahahaha…"

T.M. Opera O comforted herself and moved past it. And just as T.M. Opera O was about to go to isho Doto's side, to offer so encouragent to her respectable opponent and most cherished subject, to help her gracefully accept her status as the victor… "Oh? Soone has suddenly arrived at the Racecourse? It seems to be isho Doto's Trainer. Is he here to give his in charge Uma Musu a hug?"

"T- T- T -Trainer?!"

However, the comntator's voice quickly jolted isho Doto out of her stupor. When she looked up in that direction, she saw that Wada, along with Ikezoe and Trainer Hana Toujou, had all arrived.

And at this mont, it was Wada who spread his arms towards her, clearly intending to give isho Doto a big hug.

T- t- thisthisthis—what should she do?! At this mont, isho Doto, whose brain had short circuited, was at a loss. But her legs reacted before her brain, taking a few steps forward towards Wada… All of these actions were fully observed by T.M. Opera O, who was standing nearby. However, at this mont, even T.M. Opera O, who hadn't been jealous about "one-third of a chest," subtly showed a trace of… displeasure.

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Getting boob diffed and NTRed in the sa chapter...

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If you spot any errors, feel free to comnt about it and I will fix it as soon as I can.