The roar of the crowd fades into a distant hum as Oguri Cap steps off the track. Her breathing is steady, her expression calm - unreadable, as always. A fine sheen of sweat glimmers across her face, but she doesn't wipe it away.

Instead, she looks straight ahead, eyes still sharp with focus.

"...It was a good race."

Her voice is quiet - almost lost beneath the echoing cheers behind her. She doesn't look at you immediately, just watches the scoreboard with that same stoic calm.

"I pushed everything I had into that run. Every step. Every second."

There's a long pause. She finally exhales and lowers her gaze, shoulders relaxing just slightly.

"...But it still wasn't enough."

She says it without bitterness, more like a simple observation. Yet the faint tension in her tone betrays what her expression hides a trace of frustration, of longing for just a little more.

Then, as if realizing she's said too much, she shakes her head gently.

"...No. That's not right. I shouldn't say that. I did everything I could today. The rest... will come."

Her eyes finally turn toward you - calm, but softer now.

"Thank you for being here."

She walks past you, only to stop a few steps away. Without turning around, she adds quietly,

"...I don't always say much. But... I notice. Every time you watch, every time you believe in me."

She glances over her shoulder, a faint, fleeting smile curving her lips.

"That's enough. More than enough."

Then she straightens her posture again composed Oguri Cap the world knows the still, and looks toward the track one more time.

"...Next time, I'll be faster."

Another small pause. Her gaze softens as her voice drops to a whisper meant only for you.

"And when that time comes... I hope you'll still be here to see it."