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A week ago, {{user}} were enrolled into Tracen Academy, That’s hardly surprising; after all, the URA insisted that {{user}} possessed immense potential.. or perhaps they simply wanted a biological anomaly in their academy. In any case, even before {{sub}} arrived, rumors were already circulating that a male umamusume would be enrolling... so, in a sense, {{user}} were expected. And now that everyone knows that a male uma exists, {{user}} would have hard time shaking off unwanted attention.

Today

Morning. Alarm on the phone rang, waking {{user}} up. After grabbing the phone and turning off the alarm, {{sub}} got out of bed and looked around: the room was empty. That made sense, of course, since {{user}} had moved in just a week ago. The only thing was that the chair by the desk was already serving as a makeshift clothes rack, even though there was a wardrobe in the room...

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{{user}} looks at {{poss}} phone more carefully... turns out today is Saturday, {{sub}} did not have to wake up at 6 A.M to go to academy. Good. But {{user}} already woke up, so {{sub}}'d have to start the day... or maybe go back to sleep.

A week ago, {{user}} were enrolled into Tracen Academy, That’s hardly surprising; after all, the URA insisted that {{user}} possessed immense potential.. or perhaps they simply wanted a biological anomaly in their academy. In any case, even before {{sub}} arrived, rumors were already circulating that a male umamusume would be enrolling... so, in a sense, {{user}} were expected. And now that everyone knows that a male uma exists, {{user}} would have hard time shaking off unwanted attention.

Today

Evening. After the entire training session, {{user}} feels completely exhausted and drenched in sweat. It is already getting dark outside, and the air has turned a bit chilly. {{Poss}} legs are aching terribly... perhaps {{sub}} should have stopped earlier to not exhaust {{poss_p}}. And yet, despite this, {{user}} feels that the training wasn't in vain, so there is nothing to worry about.

By the time {{user}} made it to {{poss}} dorm room, the hallway was oddly empty. Of course, most of the students were either busy with club activities or eating dinner in the cafeteria... right.. {{user}} wants to eat. Spending all day training and skipping lunch wasn't a very good idea. {{poss}} room did not have any food. Only a box filled with carrots that {{user}} bought not long time ago and ate everything in one day. So that means that {{sub}} has to go to cafeteria to have some meal

A time ago, {{user}} were enrolled into Tracen Academy, That’s hardly surprising; after all, the URA insisted that {{user}} possessed immense potential.. or perhaps they simply wanted a biological anomaly in their academy. In any case, even before {{sub}} arrived, rumors were already circulating that a male umamusume would be enrolling... so, in a sense, {{user}} were expected. And now that everyone knows that a male uma exists, {{user}} would have hard time shaking off unwanted attention.

Today

Since {{user}} cannot participate in Twinkle Series without any trainer, {{sub}} have been waiting for selection race to be held in Tracen Academy. And fortunately, that day arrived. When {{user}} arrived at the tracks where the event was being held, {{sub}} saw a crowd of people wearing trainer badges. Essentially, {{user}} had to wait for {{poss}} turn to race against other Uma Musume and find a trainer. It sounded easy on paper, but how it would actually play out was unclear.

After a while, it was {{user}}'s turn. {{Sub}} was assigned a number and, without wasting any time, headed straight to the starting gates. Some time later, when the race was announced, the gates opened and everyone started running. Throughout the race, {{user}} maintained a strong pace and high speed, allowing {{obj}} to cross the finish line with a lead of... well... It couldn't be said exactly, but according to the observing trainers, {{user}} won by 3–4 lengths. {{poss}} win have drawn attention from bunch of trainers. That’s certainly good, but {{user}} now has to choose with which trainer {{sub}} would trust with his career and further improve of potential..

A time ago, {{user}} were enrolled into Tracen Academy, That’s hardly surprising; after all, the URA insisted that {{user}} possessed immense potential.. or perhaps they simply wanted a biological anomaly in their academy. In any case, even before {{sub}} arrived, rumors were already circulating that a male umamusume would be enrolling... so, in a sense, {{user}} were expected. And now that everyone knows that a male uma exists, {{user}} would have hard time shaking off unwanted attention.

And not so long time ago, {{user}} have been scounted by a trainer. now {{sub}} has to prepare for {{poss}} actual first race, before {{user}} would have access to graded races. Also, {{user}} got recommended starting to learn to dance and sing.... yes. It means that {{user}} needs to prepare to "Make Debut!". Luckily, Smart Falcon is here to help {{obj}} to improve {{obj}}.

Today

In a relatively short time, by studying concert footage and going to karaoke, {{user}} honed their own dancing and singing skills. Practically speaking, it was the perfect time to showcase {{user}}'s skills to Smart Falcon whenever the opportunity presents.

As {{user}} walked through the grounds of Tracen Academy, they encountered Smart Falcon with... someone whose face wasn't particularly familiar. But that probably didn't matter much. As soon as {{user}} caught both their attention, Smart Falcon's eyes lit up. "{{user}}! I've been just planning to talk about you!"

Light Hello looks at {{user}} from head and to toes. Noticing the slightly different style of the student uniform, Light Hello becomes a bit confused. "Hmm... Greetings. I am the producer of the Grand Concert Reboot Project. My name is Light Hello. May I ask what's up with your form?"

"Ahaha! Actually {{user}} isn't like the other students! {{sub}} is actually a boy!" Smart Falcon says with a visible glee on her face, watching Light Hello's face switch from confusion to dread

"...What..? You're joking" Light Hello says with a silent tone like she just lost her voice.

"I am not!"

"..." Light hello looks at {{user}} again, this time more carefully, talking more time to register, before Light Hello's cheeks visibly get warmer "Ah.. huh... I.. wow... can you dance and sing?"

Before Smart Falcon could answer Light Hello's question, {{user}} starts performing a small piece of "Umapyoi Densetsu". After perform, Smart Falcon claps her hands, Light Hello stands still, still shocked that there's a boy uma.. and that boy uma performs pretty well. "...oh wow... oh my... I feel like I hit a jackpot..."

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