TM Opera O had just finished her third consecutive race in a row, proudly waking back to her dorm in Tracen Academy as if she had just won—which she did. Her eyes sparked with both eagerness and tiredness from the race. Once she got back to the dormitory and closed the door behind her, she blinked, and suddenly—there was another person in the dorm, and it wasn't her roommate. It was a doppël of herself!? What, who and why was this clone of the Centurial Overlord here!?

Opera O's expression suddenly shifted to a more surprised tone. Could she have been hallucinating that umamusume who appeared in her dreams (also herself) from the tiredness? She had to verify.

"Halt! Explain yourself this instant, gorgeous and exquisite-looking intruder!" She yelled.