"Manchester City Café! Manchester City Tea House surpasses the first Ruby! She's still accelerating! What a lot of courage! It's a dark cloud! It's unstoppable when it spreads! ”

"Her rhythm is the most stable, and her physical strength is also the most saved."

Indeed it is.

In all fairness, in the prologue and middle of this cosmos prize, the play of Manchester City Tea House can only be regarded as decent.

The only thing that stood out was her impressive appearance, which directly disrupted the pace of all opponents in the prologue game.

Near the end, there was more than one horse lady who lost her physical strength and speed control in the chaotic rhythm.

Even if they are not disturbed by the restraint technique, they all fall into a state of stall that is powerless to increase their speed.

However, the so-called decent, isn't it the most eye-catching performance?

"She doesn't have the precision heart of the Mapp Bourbon, nor does she have the research heart of Elie Suzi, but she also has her advantages."

On the high platform, Omer said lightly.

Instead of being by his side, one of the Metrons ran to the edge of the fence, marveling as if he were entering the city for the first time, raising his portable camera and focusing around.

Let him go, although he looks very individual, as long as he doesn't interfere with other spectators watching the game, the security guards won't stop him.

It's just that even if he didn't stay honest, there were still people standing on the side listening to Omer's sudden exclamation.

It's better to say that Omer's sudden exclamation was directed at her.

After all, there is only one Digimon who pays little attention to the training session and has no knowledge of the horse race as a horse girl.

When you see that the tea house has been in the middle, you will be anxious, and when you see her rushing, you will worry about whether she can do it.

"Advantage?"

While some are concerned about why their partner called Ma Niang, who has always been nicknamed, by her full name, Belstamon is quite one-threaded.

I care more about the content of the topic.

"Her wooden temperament."

"Can that be called an advantage?" Belstaman was a little out of order, and began to suspect that there was something wrong with his knowledge of the human language.

"It's a derogatory term, sluggish and rustic, but it's a neutral word in the old language, and it's the same in the realm of horse racing girls."

"For example, this kind of Manchester City café, compared to Elle Suko, who is only patient during experiments, she is very patient with everything, and she also has a consistent concentration that is difficult to be shaken by external objects."

"Patience and focus?"

"This is her biggest advantage, you must know that most of the horse girls can't bear it, not only because of adolescence, but also because they are horse girls."

"Really? I think they are all of them, huh? "Belstaman was a little unconvinced.

And these words did silence Omer, and the indifferent gaze also looked at her.

"What, what's wrong?" The witch cowboy was hairy by this gaze.

"Nothing, you're right."

The gaze suddenly showed a little softness, and there was also warmth.

"So the speedo, the bourbon, and the café are all children that make me happy."

"That ......"

Looking at the arena again, Belstabeast turned around and proved that Ormer's words were in vain with a short question: "Can the café win?" ”

“… Absolutely. Omer affirmed, looking back at the arena.

Reality is not a game, everyone knows that the running style of a poor horse is a lot of accumulation.

The advantage in the front is not obvious, and the physical strength has been saved in the late stage, and finally accelerates to overtake the opponent.

But how many horse racing girls can really practice this running method perfectly?

There are so many unexpected factors on the field, just the 'abnormal lead' at the beginning is enough to confuse the judgment of many horse racing girls.

The psychological quality of being willing to be resurpassed one after another is also unusual.

But she did.

Stepping on a steady footnote, compiling his own score, on the outermost side of that Qianming senior sister's great admiration, the dark clouds are steadily covering.

Rain の solo,私の原创......

【Rainy day】

One after another, it transcended, conforming to the call of 'six, five, four, three', appearing at the edge of the vision of every Ma Niang who originally held that order, and enlarged it little by little.

Like the horror stories of urban legends, the shadows that creep in the shadows of the road will catch up with you, cling to your limbs and devour you all.

The horses, who have a physical fitness beyond the average human being, could have scoffed at the legend that prevailed among humans, believing that no shadow could catch up with them.

But at the moment! The shadows have caught up!

When you are chased by it, you will feel the cold, as if you are in ice and snow.

Parallel to it, the steps will be heavy, as if you are in a quagmire.

Being surpassed by it will lead to liberation, and then refusing to face it head-on, questioning the fear in front of you.

Silently, the energy has been harvested and seized.

【スタミナイーター】/Endurance Hunter

Every horse racer will master at least one to three three-goddess skills before competing, which comes from the inheritance of the horse girl factor itself, and can master more in real training.

But just as Omer hesitated not long ago, the tea house with great talent in the séance department obviously also has a unique talent for red skills.

Weakening others and strengthening oneself is often the consistent impression given by the séance and necromancy.

At the same time, the state of these girls is not good.

The broken rhythm, the speed of the force, the outburst of disorder, all brought their running, and their spirits to the limit—and at such times, there was an unnamed Miss Ruby who opened up a big, small torture hand.

And then......

Tortured by the café again!

When the strings of reason are broken, even the sound of an oyster can be shouted.

But even so, even if their eyes were all the whistling darkness, there was no them in that dark eyes.

There weren't even the two horse girls in front of them, and the light in front of them.

She had a feeling......

Inspiration struck, pointing to the darkness in the stands.

More than one place.

It was a moment of silence.

There was no noise, no wind, she only saw the glitz and glitz of a picture book, huge gold-rimmed picture frames floating everywhere, among them was the night, the twinkling stars, and in the distance, there was a dark figure sitting there.

That's 'friends'.

And in another dark night, the moon hung high.

It was the moon surrounded by the boundless darkness of life.

Click!

Two large frames swung together, bound by the homogenized darkness, standing a short distance she could cross.

And she doesn't stop walking!

Only one step!

Leaping!

Spanning a distance of several meters, crossing the grate of light arrows.

【アナタヲオイカケテ】/Chase the king's line

Chasing 'friends', while further improving his speed, he once again tortured his opponent in a small round.

In those dark golden eyes, the figure reflected was no longer a figure, but a pure shadow.

Rhythm, pace, heart, perfect unity.

She is a textbook errand practitioner, with a very oppressive pitch-black posture wrapped in the wind, and won the first crown.

"Can't catch up! The first Ruby is hard to catch! A horse body! Two horse bodies! Three pony bodies!! Manchester City Tea House won by a full three horses, which was an extremely unexpected development! ”

"On this Sapporo racecourse! The winner of the cosmos reward that overwhelmed everyone with a gloomy cloud was—"

"Manhattan Cafe!"

(End of chapter)