"Mmmpp mmhh mmmpphh."
"Trainer said, 'What a crazy girl that was.'."
"You say that, but you were in sync with her."
"She is still the same as always. Thank Goddesses you didn't endorse her to be the next President."
"Sigh… She is so talented, but her brain isn't right. At least Brian's bizarre brain can be understood once in a while."
"What do you mean by that, Air Groove?"
"Mmmhhh mmmhh mmpphh mmmhh."
"Trainer said, 'Of course she is crazy to mobs like you. You can't stand above the rest while being the rest, girls.'."
"What do you mean, Trainer Igo?"
"Mmmhh mmmppphh mmmmhhhh mpppphh mhmhmmm."
"Trainer said, 'Do you think those billionaires out there have the same way of thinking as mere peasants?'."
"No…"
"Mmmpph!! Mmmhhh mmpphhh mmmhhh mpphh mmpph. Mmh mmmhhh mmpphhh mmhh mmmpphh."
"Trainer said, 'Exactly!! Think like a commoner, you will act like a commoner, and you will get the result of a commoner. To be above commoner, then you need to be UNcommoner.'."
"...That's… I see…"
"Mmpp mmmh mmpphh mmh?"
"Trainer said, 'I thought that this was common sense?'."
"Heh… Now that you said it out loud, it does, doesn't it? Say Trainer Igo, do you want to be the advisor of the StuCo?"
"Mmmhh mmpph mmmh mghhmn..."
"Trainer said, 'But I already own you though…'."
"That deal was one-time only. You can exert your influence multiple times if you become MY advisor, Trainer."
"Mmmhhh… Mhmhmm mmpph."
"Trainer said, 'Interesting… I'll think about it.'."
"I hope you don't choose the wrong answer, Trainer Igo."
Even if you did, I would force you to choose the right answer. You will be mine.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Maaaann~~ That was fun!"
"It will be more pleasurable for me if you didn't suddenly disappear every now and then."
"It's not my fault that you can't catch up, Ramonu."
In the cabin of a particular lavish Jaguar Mark 4, the 2 anomalies are having their after-scouting talk.
"How was he?"
"Interesting."
"..."
Ramonu's pupils quickly darted to the edge of their eyes once the crazy girl's tone plummeted. The warm and friendly smile on her face turned icy and sadistic as the edges rose to her ears. For a Dream Series runner like Sunday Silence, there is no need to get serious when facing a Twinkle Series runner or trainer, so the fact that she dropped her facade when talking about the young man already told Ramonu what the crazy girl was really thinking.
"It's rare to be seen as nothing more than a stepping stone."
"Stepping… stone…?"
"Whatever that man has in mind, the plane I'm running on is still too low. I may be renowned in Japan, but that eyes are aiming far above me."
The feeling of disrespect that Sunday Silence felt when she and the young man looked at each other was unmistakable. Usually, Sunday Silence will always be the focus of whoever she is looking at, but the young man's eyes were clearly focused on something else. It's like they both were just strangers on a busy street, and the young man was looking at his friend, who was coincidentally standing behind Sunday's back.
This is the Goddesses-damn Sunday Silence! The legendary runner in the Japanese Uma Musume Racing scene. So how can the young man dare to overlook her as if she were just another rock for him to step on and rise? The answer was simple.
"He had seen something far above my level."
"What could be far above your level?"
"I'm great, Ramonu. But even I still have something that I look up to. Kincsem, Secretariat, and Eclipse, to name a few."
"So his eyes are aiming for the world stage?"
"...Is what I thought."
"What?"
"Those eyes… I simply couldn't catch just how far they are seeing. But what is higher than those world legends? Perhaps he is chasing after a dream."
"A dreamer who wants to overthrow you."
"Not exactly. I have seen girls with nothing but dreams in their eyes. They're cloudy, and just like clouds, you can't walk on them. I have seen their dreams get crushed as they can only dream, but fail to turn them into a reality. But he was different."
"..."
"A dream so high, and yet, eyes that looked like he had found a path to said dream. His eyes aren't just merely cloudy, they are rigid. If he were ever to start walking down his path, it wouldn't crumble like most."
"..."
"Oh! Goddesses!! Oh fuck!! I want to see it too!! Aaah Fuck!! What did you see?! What are you planning?! Tell me!! TELL ME!!! Ooh!! Aaah!! Fuck!! Fuck!! He is blue balling me!!"
"Sunday…"
"The way he touched me to assess my body!! Aaah!! His eyes!! His touch!! He doesn't see me as anything more than an object!! Kukuku!! IGO HEITA!! What do you have in your eyes!!?!? WHO!!? Who is it that I could be nothing more than an ant to her!?!?"
*Clack*
"Oooh~~ Is someone worried that her boy toy will be stolen?"
In her crazed speech, Sunday Silence miss the moment Mejiro Ramonu pulls out a M1911. Only when the barrel was aimed at her head did she finally come back to her senses. Well, not so much. There was no fear in her eyes as she looked down at the barrel of the gun with a wide smile on her face.
"Hey… You know? I don't want there to be hard feelings between us, Ramonu."
"What's your plan?"
"Do I really look like a girl with a plan?"
"..."
"You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't even know what to do with one if I caught it. You know!? I just do things."
"..."
"The URA has plans. Tracen has plans. Rudolph has plans. You know, they're schemers. Schemers trying to control their little worlds. I'm not a schemer. I try to show the schemers how… pathetic their attempts to control things really are."
"So is he."
"Not as much as you are, Ramonu."
"..."
*Clack*
"Before you pull the trigger, I just want to say that this was nothing personal, and you know I'm telling the truth. The current you right now will simply be bested by everyone, Ramonu."
"..."
Mejiro Ramonu doesn't understand why, but she silently agrees with Sunday Silence. The gun's barrel is now not aimed perfectly at Sunday's head as it tilts downward a little bit.
"It's the schemers around you. You are a schemer, but they've been scheming more than you. You will never win against them, and look at where that got you? Calling for help to me."
"..."
The gun is aimed lower and lower as it now only hangs in Ramonu's hands.
"You know what I'm known best at? I took people's little plan and turned it on itself. Look what a crazy bastard like me did to the Japanese Uma Racing scene with just my brain and feet. Hmm?"
"..."
"You know–You know what I noticed? Nobody panics when things go according to plan. Even when the plan is horrifying."
"..."
"If I tell the press that a tsunami will hit the coast or Mount Fuji will explode, nobody panics… because it's all part of the plan. But when I say one, little cute Uma will be retiring due to a leg injury. WELL. THEN EVERYONE LOSES THEIR MINDS!!"
"..."
Sunday smiles as Ramonu is now fully entranced in her speech. She grabs the gun and admires it for a few seconds. She rolls it in her hands before putting it back on Ramonu's hand and has her hold it tighter.
"Introduces a little bit of anarchy."
"..."
"Upset your established image. Become unpredictable. And everything becomes… Chaos."
Sunday Silence guide Ramonu's weak hand toward her head with the barrel firmly planted on her forehead. Even when she was this close to death, the glee on her face never left.
"I'm an agent of chaos."
"...Sunday."
"And oh! You know the thing about chaos? It's fair."