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Umamusume possess three times the strength and speed of ordinary people. However, their minds are often like flowers in a greenhouse. Every trainer wants to help the horse girls they are responsible for realize their talents on the track, or even surpass their own talents. Everyone has the opportunity to do this. But others rely on luck, while I rely on my intersected dream and reality. The cover I found it on google search, anyone who want it to be taken down, please mention it.

--+-- After being reborn into the world of horse girls, Dream Weaver had only planned to live an ordinary life. Yet, by some twist of fate, she found herself drawn into various scripted worlds, stepping onto the racetrack alongside many powerful horse girls. T.M. Opera O: 'You are the fated rival of the Conqueror!' Orfevre: 'A country bumpkin like you dares to stand before the glory of gold?!' Narita Brian: 'I will defeat you and claim my place on the highest stage!' Deep Impact: 'None shall stand before me—not even you!' After giving her all to overcome them in those scripted worlds and returning to reality, Dream Weaver couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. A flash of purple-and-gold cloak disappearing outside the training ground, a glimpse of golden hair around a corner, the sound of hurried breathing from behind the library shelves… 'Just my imagination?' But whenever she turned around, there was nothing there. Little did she know, the moment she looked away— T.M. Opera O peeked out from behind a tree, her crown barely visible; Orfevre fumbled to put away her binoculars; Narita Brian’s coat got caught on a fire hydrant. In each other’s eyes, they saw the same comical panic, yet in the next instant, each reassumed their haughty expression. “If you’re just going to skulk around like some loser, then get off the stage! Only the victor deserves to stand by her side.” --+-- The Raws are: 赛马娘看我的眼神好可怕！ Feel free to support the author.

Fujiwara Chiya, a trainer at Tracen Academy, fell into deep despair after being consecutively released from contracts by two Uma Musume. “Isn’t there even one Uma Musume who’s obedient and able to understand my feelings?” Clinging to such unrealistic fantasies, he made a wish to the Three Goddesses. The next day, his wish came true. But then— Staring at the white-haired, blue-eyed girl beside him, Fujiwara Chiya grabbed his head. “Why is this person… me?!” “Why is this person… me?!” Both of them shouted the exact same words. ---------------------------------------------------------------- This is an AI translation since I don't know any chinese and I ran out of story to read. But I will try to make it as correct as I can, like names, terms, etc. So please do leave a comment or review on what I can improve. And do tell me if the tone is too formal or rigid. Also, if someone has already translated this story, do tell me. Raw: 二分之一的赛马娘(全本) By: 风与林

When you wake up, you have become an Uma Musume!! You have no idea what happened but with the support of loyal friends you charge forward determined to live life to the fullest and race toward the bright future that awaits you. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds

"uma Musume" nascem para correr. Eles têm "caudas e orelhas" em seus corpos e "habilidades sobre-humanas de corrida". São "meninas" simples e gentis. Eles herdaram nomes e almas de outros mundos, se reuniram na Academia "Tracen" e continuaram correndo na "Shining Star Series", lutando em direção à linha de chegada chamada "sonho". Mas essa estrada está destinada a ser esburacada. título 赛马娘：成为传奇训练员lo autor 百升飞上天 https://www.novel543.com/1227493343/

This is a fan translation of 赛马娘，从入门到地下室 The original author is EEEEE然后亮标 Please support them! === To all trainers: throughout your tenure, please never harbor or expose even the slightest notion of romance. Relationships are strictly forbidden—whether among colleagues or between trainers and Uma Musume. At all times, maintain appropriate distance from everyone. Never proactively invite Uma Musume to meals. If one invites you, find an excuse and politely decline. Do not pat heads! Do not touch horse ears! Do not touch tails! When going to sleep at night, ensure your doors and windows are locked. If you hear doors being torn down or the screams of your colleagues, do not leave your room. Immediately call campus security and remain inside until the authorities handle the situation. If an Uma Musume confesses feelings to you, politely decline without showing irritation or excitement. Play dumb! Always pretend you didn't understand! Afterward, promptly apply for campus protection. If necessary, the academy may arrange for your discreet resignation. If you happen to be a handsome male trainer, charming in speech, gentle (yasashii), and obviously attractive to the opposite sex—resign immediately. It's not discrimination; you simply do not belong here. If you insist on staying, the dark basement will inevitably be your only fate. Mizuno Sora looked at his evaluation of Appearance S, Scent S, and Voice S, and began to struggle inwardly. #Umamusume #Uma Musume #Pretty Derby

Kuroha is reborn in the world of Uma Musume, where the greatest racetracks double as school stadiums and legends are made under stadium lights. He’s late to the party: superstar Oguri Cap has already moved up to the prestigious Tracen Central Academy, and future icon Tokai Teio hasn’t arrived yet. Kuroha is stuck coaching in the sticks—until he recruits raw talent Fujimasa March and starts steamrolling the local circuit. With smart training, brutal discipline, and a chip on his shoulder, Kuroha sets his sights on the only stage that matters: The Top!

Reborn as an Uma Musume named Barbatos. Here I was, someone who could've made a name for myself in the League of Legends World Championship, but thanks to this damn system, I'm stuck—fighting back tears—on the path to becoming Japan's number one Uma Musume. What's that? My natural talent as a Uma Musume isn't great? No problem! Can't keep up with the others? I'll just pop Ghost. Huh? Even with Ghost, I still can't catch Silence Suzuka? Then it's time to activate Righteous Glory and Youmuu's Ghostblade, and enchant my boots with Predator. Actually, I might as well come clean—my hometown's up pretty high in the mountains, so having a little 'Highland Bloodline' in me isn't too far-fetched, right? --+-- The Raws Are: 我，赛马娘，真没开疾跑！ Feel Free to support the original author! Disclaimer: A lot of Chinese Media references, so if you don't like it, I warned you! Also a decent amount of inevitable China glazing. My Patreon voted on this so unlucky if yall don't like it. But any reviews dissing it cause it's chinese centric ill just remove cause I already warned you.

After crossing over into the world of Uma Musume and being gifted the healthy body I’d always dreamed of in my past life—even getting to step onto the racetrack—I felt like I had no regrets left. The only issue was, I seemed to have been split into two separate people? --+-- “Lady Nearl, may I ask why you chose to step onto the racetrack?” “To become a source of hope, and to give others something to dream about.” “Truly worthy of the Radiant Knight! Next, let’s interview Lady Nearl’s sister.” “Miss Platinum, and why did you take to the track?” “Because it’s easy and the money’s good!” “……Huh???” Uma Musume, tremble—the Pegasus is coming to the racecourse! --+-- The Raws are: 我是天马，不是赛马娘啊 Feel free to support the original author!

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"