Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

"Well... what time is it now... don't oversleep..."

Because she had just woken up and the sunlight was glaring, Wen Jing squinted her eyes and touched the bed with her left hand.

After successfully taking the phone out from under her body, Wen Jing closed her eyes again because of the bright light of the phone screen. She tried hard to open her eyes that were about to close completely, "Half past eleven... It's only half past eleven..."

Wen Jing took a deep breath, stretched out her arms and legs on the bed, then jumped up from the bed, "It's already half past eleven?!"

Wen Jing held up her phone to confirm, then she looked completely sober and went into the bathroom in her slippers to wash up.

After taking care of herself at the speed of light, Wen Jing confirmed again, then quickly rushed into the hotel kitchen to heat up and finish her food, and then sprinted upstairs again to change into her rarely worn private clothes - she brought them specially.

Wen Jing, who thought she was well disguised, packed her bag and left the hotel. She took a taxi and arrived at the stadium in less than an hour. Although some drivers thought she was participating in the competition because she was a horse girl, Wen Jing was not exposed.

"Yaxian and the others should block my preparation room..."

Wen Jing muttered to herself as she walked in the competition building, and easily found Yaxian's symbol at the entrance to the underground passage. There was no one else there.

Wen Jing looked at it for a few more times, then turned around and walked towards the stands - she had other ways to get in, and she could go to the track side without being discovered by the staff, although there might be other people at the door of the preparation room.

Wen Jing spent a few minutes squeezing to the railing and found the Rudolph symbol and the Sirius symbol at the top of the stands. Then she saw RTF horse girls on each floor. "There's no need for this..."

Wen Jing dodged the RTF members for a moment, then slipped through the railing under the gaze of Rudolph, the symbol at the top, and into the passage.

"Sirius, do you think Wen Jing will come?"

"Luna, you've already seen it, she's really brave..."

As expected, there was a horse girl watching at the door of the preparation room. It was the Golden Master.

Wen Jing sighed, muttered to herself, turned around and walked to the other side, and then was dragged directly into the house by someone.

"Wen Jing?"

"Suzuka?!"

"You actually came. My trainer told me that you might withdraw from the competition. After all, the RTF is keeping a close eye on you."

"Indeed, I almost went to hide in the show circle."

"OK."

Silent Suzuka tilted her head and watched Wen Jing change into her winning uniform. "Why are you running this race? We've already agreed to decide who is the strongest runaway horse girl at the Japan Cup."

"To be honest, it was a premonition..."

After Wen Jing confirmed that the horseshoe was fine, she put on her own shoes, stood up and hopped a few times, "It doesn't matter when, it's good to do it earlier."

"Don't cry if you lose~"

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, looking at the snickering Wusheng Suzuka, "Then don't underestimate the horse girl who won six consecutive games in G1!"

"No, I will try my best~ Wenjing should also try her best~"

Silent Suzuka said, watching Wenjing insert the SIM card back into the phone, "No wonder the call couldn't go through."

Wen Jing still didn't turn on the camera. She stuffed it into her schoolbag and looked at Wusheng Linglu. "Go to the show circle? You should have thought about it just now..."

"OK."

Wusheng Suzuka pushed open the door, looked around, and then found that Wen Jing had gone out directly, so she hurriedly trotted to catch up with her.

"Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"It's already this late, and you can't suspend me, so what are you afraid of?"

Wen Jing shrugged and stood aside with Suzuka. Some of the participating horse girls who were watching the autumn with the Emperor were already coming up and down.

"Next up is... the most popular Silent Suzuka! And the second most popular Symbol of Quietness?!"

Akasaka Misato looked at the silent Suzuka and Wenjing symbol who were on stage together, and was a little surprised that Wenjing was actually there - there were still rumors on the Internet that Wenjing would not be there.

"They all look very well! What do you think, Miss Hosoe?"

"Yes, Silent Suzuka is in great shape, and the Symbol of Quietness seems to have recovered from the fatigue of the Autumn Flower Festival, and looks very energetic."

After striking a pose, the two of them walked off the stage together and headed straight for the track entrance. The RTF horsegirls were already at the stands.

"Hey...my shoe laces are untied..."

Silent Suzuka looked down at her left shoe, and Wenjing took two steps forward before reacting, "Don't worry."

"Ah."

Silently, Suzuka tied her shoelaces and followed Wenjing into the stadium.

“11月1日，东京赛场的第11场比赛，第一人气的无声铃鹿是1枠1番。”

"It feels like fate, so many 'ones'."

"The Silent Suzuka merchandise has been sold out, right? It seems there aren't many symbols of gentleness left."

"Yeah, everyone is here to watch what is said to be the strongest escape showdown..."

"Oh, the Silent Suzuka and the Symbol of Quietness appear together!"

“The whole audience cheered loudly!”

Wen Jing at the starting point of the track noticed that Silent Suzuka went to Spica's location for a while, so she did some warm-up exercises herself.

"A symbol of quietness."

"Golden Journey, Bright Eyes, Come on everyone."

"Of course, but is Wen Jing really okay? Lian Zhan is like this..."

Mubai Guangming looked at Wenjing's legs.

Wen Jing shrugged and saw Wusheng Suzuka running over, "It should be fine, Suzuka, what did Xiaote and the others give you?"

"Lucky four-leaf clover."

Silent Suzuka was brief and to the point. After stretching, it was time to enter the gate.

Wen Jing, who was standing at the outermost edge, glanced at the silent Suzuka who had already entered the gate, sighed, and walked straight in.

"…Thirteen horse girls have entered the gates!"

"Huh... Calm down and focus..."

Wen Jing thought about it, her eyes fixed on the bottom of the gate. The uncontrollable urge in her heart made her want to rush out!

"The gates are open!"

With a bang, Wen Jing pushed herself out reflexively and rushed out directly. Almost at the same time, Wusheng Suzuka also came out of the gate!

“Excellent start!”

"The silent Suzuka is leading the race! The quiet symbol is also eyeing the lead!"

Wen Jing glanced at the inside. The accelerated pace of the Pitch meant that even if she merged in, she would not be judged as driving diagonally, not to mention that the small bend at the beginning was more advantageous to her.

Wen Jing easily caught up with Wusheng Suzuka at the center of the bend. Wen Jing, who had been planning to compete with her, suddenly felt something was wrong - Wusheng Suzuka's rhythm was a little hard to follow...

'What's the rhythm? It starts so strong?'

Wen Jing was a little surprised, but this pace was no problem for her - she could still run.

“The competition for the lead position is fierce!”

"There is a gap of three positions between us and the escape group. Currently the third one is number seven!"

"What's behind is the golden journey!"

"Get into the opposite straight!"

“The competition for lead release has leveled off!”

"Silent Suzuka! The one leading the release is Silent Suzuka!"

"The symbol of gentleness and quietness is two body positions away! Three body positions away!"

Wen Jing leaned against the silent Suzuka in front of her. Her gradually increasing heart rate had calmed down, and the excitement in her leg muscles became stronger and stronger!

Silent Suzuka listened to the familiar footsteps following closely behind her with a smile on her face.

The two of them thought of the timing of their sprint at the same time -

"It's about to start! Let's go straight from behind the big zelkova tree!"

"It's hard to tell that the person behind is Silent Hunter No. 7!"

"The one with about three body lengths difference is the golden journey!"

"Mejiro Mitsuaki is in the group at the rear!"

"The silent Suzuka and the symbol of tranquility are still accelerating!"

"We are about to pass the third bend!"

"Such a huge gap has been opened!"

"What will the first 1,000 meters be like?!"

"57 seconds 4!!!"

"The first one is Silent Suzuka!"

"This is the fugitive from another dimension!!!"

"The symbol of gentleness and quietness is two levels apart!"

"It's impossible to tell how far back we are!"

“They’re speeding up again!!!”

“Is this pace really okay?!”

"Well... the competition begins!"

Wen Jing completely entered her sprint mode. Her momentum and acceleration made all the horse girls seem to be in slow motion - the roar of the engine almost instantly rang in the ears of all the horse girls!

"From now on... you can only approach, not surpass! I won't give up the view at the front to anyone!"

The dimensional passage had been opened at some point, and deathly silence enveloped the entire venue!

The purple sports car roared silently like a meteor, chasing the horse girl in the front who seemed to be traveling through time and space!

"The venue has reached the climax of today!"

"The symbol of gentleness is pulled outwards!!!"

"Both endurance and strength are now at their best!"

Silent Suzuka is completely unable to hear any sounds around her, and the feedback from her body makes her more comfortable!

'I can go...faster!'

"It can still speed up! The silent Suzuka withstood the impact of the symbol of tranquility as fast as the wind!"

Wen Jing glanced at the big beech tree on the left and realized that she had no advantage at all over the silent Suzuka in the straight line!

"Fuck... coming here at this time... you really know how to pick the time..."

The pain in her ankle made Wen Jing subconsciously turn her body. Biting her lips hard, she stared at the silent Suzuka who was right in front of her. The natural deceleration movement of her body was forcibly changed by Wen Jing!

Wen Jing used almost all her strength to rush back to the top speed, but unexpectedly heard a crisp sound of bone fracture in the silent dimension - it was not from her own.

Wen Jing's heart suddenly tightened, and she was a little confused to find that she had come to the side of Wusheng Suzuka!

"The symbol of gentleness and quietness seems to have been tripped, but it has stabilized!"

"The silent Suzuka is still in the lead!"

"Wait! What's with this reaction?!"

"Quietness symbolizes success and transcendence!"

"Silent Suzuka, there's something wrong with Silent Suzuka!"

"In the end what happened?!"

"The situation is not good!"

“Giving up the race before the fourth turn?!”

"Silent Sunday!"

Wen Jing turned her head and watched Silent Suzuka subconsciously slowing down and moving towards the outer lane, then followed her direction and saw Te Bian Zhou who had already flipped out of the stands.

She didn't know what she was feeling. In a sense, her inner anxiety made her completely ignore the pain in her ankle!

"The symbol of gentleness is the first to enter the final straight line!"

"The second one is the offside trap! It's gradually shortening the distance!"

The footsteps behind her told her that the large group had caught up with them!

Wen Jing wiped the water droplets off her face and rushed forward like a madman!

"The symbol of gentleness! The triple crown queen's sprint at this pace is as sharp as ever!"

“The battle for second place is between the offside trap and the golden trip!”

"A symbol of gentleness and quietness!"

“1 minute 55 seconds across the finish line!”

"But what exactly happened behind the big beech tree?"

"..."

Wen Jing's chest heaved violently as she knelt on the grass. The sweat from her body took away a lot of heat, making her feel cold all over. The extremely intense tinnitus made the sounds around her seem to be gradually fading away. The gradually increasing black blocks in front of her eyes made her feel dizzy.

"Captain Wen Jing..."

The Golden Master did not look at Silent Suzuka again, but stared in Wen Jing's direction, but felt something was strange.

Then he jumped over the railing, followed by Yaxian Yudong.

Wen Jing felt a little short of oxygen due to her almost off-the-charts heart rate. The black blocks in front of her eyes almost filled the entire world, and her body felt so soft that it didn't feel like her own at all.

"How embarrassing..."

"team leader!"

The Golden Master's voice that seemed to come from the horizon made Wen Jing tilt her head to look over, and the next moment she fell directly to the ground...