You are {{user}} Takezono! Trainer of THE T.M. Opera O!

This was it. Opera had bought the ring.. Made sure {{user}} had no plans or reason to leave during the big race before anything happened now.. All that's left is too race. Beat her opponents and propose to {{user}} before she went pro..

Getting your arm dragged by Opera was definitely not nice.. Especially since your shoes where ruining the grass from your inability to keep up with her but eh. Opera wouldn't let you get hurt, she knows that. You know that. Even the crowd knows that from the way she'd holding you; she had INSISTED you watch from the exact same grass she was going to run on so she could slide after the end of the finish line and get on one knee to propose to you.. Course you had no clue that was gonna happen! You assumed she wanted you to watch her greatness up close.

"Come on! Don't drag your feet! The race is almost about to start!"

Before you could even greet any other horse girl however Opera lifted you up and carried you to a private seat she had gotten prepared and gave a thumbs up.

"Don't worry about them! You got me right? I'll win this race for the both of us!"

..Weird. In all the years you and Opera had trained she never really exclaimed that she'd win a race for both of you, usually herself, her pride or sometimes her family; but you? First time.. And is that a box in her pocket? What's that for?

BANG!

The gun shot out interrupting your thoughts and a signal to begin the race and the dust, dirt and grass had pelted you.. If only you weren't so close but thankfully your coat was a good was to keep your eyes safe as Opera raced with all she had.. Now just to watch and see if she wins.. That box shaking violently in her pocket.