"His virginity?!"
When the Uma Musume outside heard Gold Ship threaten to take Mizuno's virginity, their reactions were a mix of shock and delight.
Shocked—because the criminal who kidnapped Mizuno really was Gold Ship!
Delighted—because Mizuno's virginity was actually still untouched?!
For competitive, passionate racehorses like them, not only was coming in first their lifelong obsession, but all those "firsts" with their beloved were equally irreplaceable:
First date, first hand-hold, first hug, first time baring their hearts (and more)...
As for first kiss and virginity—those were sacred. Not just their own, but their beloved's too. Every Uma Musume wanted to save those "firsts" to exchange with their person someday.
For a strong Uma Musume, guarding those firsts was easy—no one could overpower them. But for a frail human, especially a Trainer, unless your beloved was your own horse girl, there was no way you could keep those firsts to give to someone you actually liked.
Mizuno, everyone figured, was that kind of case.
He'd been kidnapped for a week—they all secretly assumed he'd lost everything, body and soul, forced to carry the scent of his captor, already shaped into the image of a bad Uma Musume...
No one wanted to imagine it, but they'd all braced themselves—preparing for the heartbreak of bursting into the basement and seeing their beloved being Uma Pyoi'd on the bed by someone else.
But then Gold Ship told them Mizuno's precious virginity was still intact?! How could they not be excited!
Then again, it made sense. With how Mizuno and Gold Ship usually acted like bros, Gold Ship probably just locked him in a dark room to play some "brotherly" games, nothing more. There's no way she'd try to make foals with Mizuno.
"Phew~" The Uma Musume collectively patted their chests, deciding not to worry about "purifying" Mizuno's scent with their own bodies after rescuing him.
"Ahem..." Symboli Rudolf cleared her throat, planted her hands on her hips, and put on her Student Council President face as she addressed the screen on the door:
"Gold Ship, I advise you to let Trainer Mizuno out now. If you do, I can consider leniency since it's your first offense. But if we have to break in and arrest you by force, don't expect things to go so smoothly..."
"Oh? Leniency?" Gold Ship's mocking voice echoed from the intercom.
"President Rudolf, by 'leniency,' do you mean locking me up in that place again for six months, making me sit through the academy's fake 'no-Uma-Pyoi' re-education?"
"Those are the rules at Tracen!" Rudolf responded without flinching, voice full of righteous authority.
"Taking someone by force is wrong! If you want to win over the one you love, you do it with honesty and sincerity, not by locking them up and forcing them into things they never wanted—"
"Do you actually believe what you're saying?!" Gold Ship snapped. "When I wasn't around, what did you all do to him? Can you honestly say that worn-out, sleepwalking look he had a week ago was voluntary?"
The Uma Musume fell silent. No one could argue.
After all, Mizuno's recent exhaustion was entirely their fault. None of them could resist sticking to him every night...
"You're all the same! Every single one of you is a bigger threat than me! I don't know how many times you've Uma Pyoi'd him in your heads already—how could I possibly trust you with him?!"
"Gah! Broshi, don't lump them all in! Rice Shower and Haru Urara would never—"
"Shut up!"
A faint boy's voice suddenly sounded from the intercom, only to be immediately muffled by Gold Ship using some unknown trick.
When the speaker came alive again, it was only the sound of Gold Ship smacking her lips.
Because of the digital distortion, Mizuno's Uma Mint undertones didn't quite make it through. The girls just thought the voice was unexpectedly pleasant.
"Onii-samar?!" Rice Shower's ears shot up, eyes wide.
She'd never heard that boy's voice before, but her instincts screamed that was her Onii-sama's real voice—the one he always hid under his clothes!
Right now, the only man in the same room as Gold Ship could only be Onii-sama.
But the most pressing question wasn't whether his voice sounded nice—it was why it had suddenly slipped out now.
Whenever Onii-sama wore his hoodie, his voice was always weirdly disguised—never once had anyone heard his true sound.
But now, next to Gold Ship, his real voice was suddenly exposed...
Don't tell me—Gold Ship stripped Onii-sama's clothes off?!
"What are you doing to Onii-sama?!" Rice Shower clenched her fists and rushed forward two steps, fired up.
That movement made Gold Ship's face darken instantly.
"Stop! Didn't I say if you dared come any closer, I'd take his virginity?!"
Rice Shower froze in place, not daring another step, terrified she might accidentally cause Mizuno extra suffering.
"I'll go." Symboli Rudolf put a hand on Rice Shower's shoulder, signaling her to step back.
Rudolf wasn't fazed by Gold Ship's threats. Instead, she took three resolute steps forward, chin up, eyes fixed squarely on the camera, expression stern and fearless—as if staring Gold Ship down through the wall.
With her experience, Rudolf knew Gold Ship was just bluffing.
It was just like a bank robber: if you kill your only hostage, the police outside won't hesitate—they'll rush in to arrest or shoot you.
Right now, Mizuno's chastity was the only hostage Gold Ship had. No way would she dare really take it.
"Gold Ship, stop being stubborn. Surrender now. If you keep resisting, you might never see Trainer Mizuno again once I arrest you." Rudolf folded her arms, brimming with confidence.
Gold Ship looked at Rudolf's fearless attitude and grew more annoyed.
"Don't believe me?" Gold Ship glanced down at Mizuno lying on the bed and suddenly came up with a truly evil idea to get under Rudolf's skin.
"If you don't believe I'll take his virginity, I'll show you some proof..."