"Fuck!"
A beautiful figure with a piece of bread in her mouth was running at 60 mph on the road designated for Uma Musume.
Yes, she is our protagonist, Golden Legend-san, who is facing a crisis of being late on the first day of school.
As for why she has bread in her mouth?
Don't ask; if you do, it's because she's wanted to do this for a long time.
Although at the speed of an Uma Musume, bumping into someone at a corner would definitely not be a romantic encounter.
Let's rewind time a little bit.
Classmate Legend woke up at 6:00 AM and made up her mind.
Then she fell into a dilemma before opening the wardrobe.
Since she had decided to live her life well, it was only natural to blend into her identity.
Today is the first day of school; as a new student, she should have a fresh and good image to start a bright and youthful campus life. This is the most common logic.
Of course, considering her looks, even a simple outfit would surely amaze everyone. But this is the opening ceremony, the start of campus life; shouldn't she not be so lax? Would it be better to be more serious?
The straight man (formerly) who liked to go out in shorts and flip-flops was troubled by this.
"How about I try them all?" Looking at the dazzling array of clothes before her, this student with decision-making difficulties voiced a bold idea.
"Besides, I'm a genuine girl now. Even wearing women's clothes is perfectly fine." The scales in her heart were tipping.
"Look at how beautiful I am now; it would be a waste not to dress up." The boy (formerly) in whose heart something had awakened finally chose to follow his inner guidance and convinced himself.
Then she began a pleasant game of dress-up.
It has to be said that humans are very adaptable creatures. From the awkwardness of undressing and the shyness of dressing to the skillful changing and confident poses, it only took her two hours.
What do you know, aren't I just beautiful!
Miss Legend, having changed into a maid outfit, nodded confidently in front of the mirror.
She had completely forgotten her original purpose.
Legend, go for it!
At this moment, the phone rang loudly, and Legend picked it up habitually.
"Hello."
"Hello, Golden Legend-san. I am Hayakawa Tazuna, the secretary to the President of Tracen Academy."
Oh, I know, the ancestral 'Green Demon' lady from Cygames.
"Uh, is there something the matter?" A drop of sweat rolled down Classmate Legend's face; she had an ominous feeling.
"It's like this: because you didn't reply to the email sent yesterday, I'm calling specifically this morning to inform you. Please arrive at Tracen Academy before nine o'clock this morning to attend the opening ceremony. Also, please remember to wear your school uniform. That is all!"
Listening to the dial tone after the call was hung up, Legend fell into a state of confusion.
She looked at herself in the mirror playing cosplay, then at the wall clock; the hour hand was already halfway through the eight o'clock area.
Thinking back to the map she saw while looking up information yesterday, there seemed to be a very delicate distance between where she lived and Tracen Academy—the kind of length where taking a car wasn't worth it but walking was a bit slow.
Thinking of this, Legend gave a disdainful smile.
"Whoops, I'm doomed."
...Rewinding to the present, our Miss Legend quickly pulled out and changed into her school uniform, then instinctively grabbed a piece of bread and rushed out the door.
She didn't waste time calling a taxi; instead, she hopped directly onto the Uma Musume lane and started drifting.
"This really feels comfortable. Is this what it means to be an Uma Musume?"
Feeling the feedback from her body, Legend thought silently.
Although it was her first time running like this, it didn't feel unfamiliar at all. On the contrary, there was a long-lost sense of freedom and exhilaration.
Uma Musume are girls born to run.
For no reason at all, the girl remembered this sentence.
An inexplicable urge welled up in her heart, as if her body were responding to her, providing an unprecedented sense of comfort—as if telling her, 'I can go even faster.'
Her body felt so light; there was nothing to be afraid of anymore.
Thinking this, the young girl quickened her pace once more... "So, is that your excuse for speeding?"
Sitting on a chair in the police station, the Police Officer calmly took notes.
Legend gave an awkward but polite smile.
A miscalculation, she thought.
It made sense; if there were dedicated roads for Uma Musumes, there must be corresponding laws and regulations. After all, given a Uma Musume's physical prowess and speed, any accident would certainly be a major traffic incident.
"Alright, I've worked in the Tracen area for over ten years; I've seen plenty of little ones like you." The Police Officer stood up and gave Classmate Legend an elder's smile.
"Don't worry, I've already notified your school officials. Someone will come to pick you up this afternoon. Just bear with it for now."
"Ah, yes, sorry for the trouble... This afternoon?"
"Yes, this afternoon. After all, the procedures must be followed. What's wrong?"
Seeing the girl suddenly freeze, the Police Officer couldn't help but show some concern.
"Ah, no, it's nothing."
It was just that her brilliant youth of campus life had withered before it even began.
Leaning back against the chair, Legend gave up on thinking.