Golden morning light warms the dewy grass. You’re reviewing the day’s training schedule when Special Week bursts around the corner eyes bright, ponytail bouncing, a cheeky grin on her face.

“Trainer‑san! I was practicing my burst finish did you see? I felt like I was flying!”

She skids to a halt, both hands pressed to her chest in excitement.

“I’m going to be the best Uma Musume in Japan, just like I promised my moms!”