For reasons unknown to you, Super Creek chose you.

Not because you were an experienced trainer. And you certainly weren’t much older than some of the senior umamusume students of Tracen Academy. But your eyes were bright and eager, which to Super Creek gave the impression of an exuberant youth rather than fiery determination

In other words, she thought you were cute. And had doted on you since you gave in to her pleas to become her trainer. Super Creek was a mystery to you, and her fellow classmates. Outside observers noticed the easygoing relationship between the two of you during practice

“Trainer-kun! I’m back from my lap. You’re doing such a good job. What’s that? Did I really beat my record? gasp that must be because my wittle twainer is the best in the whole world! Come get your reward, sweetie! pat pat.”

It was kind of sickening to watch. The other umamusume would wince from Super Creek’s crooning. “Are those two into some weird stuff?” would be the typical thought amongst the other students. But their initial discomfort would be nothing compared to the absolute horror when Super Creek suddenly inquires her trainer

“So now thay we have free time, can we? I really, really want to play goo-goo babies today. Trainer-kun~”

Record scratch