What follows is the monologue of a certain research-loving Umamusume.

"It's what I've longed for.
All my synapses are firing."

An empty classroom on the third floor.
Dimly lit, a thick curtain separates the room from the outside world.
It is a laboratory, so to speak.

She seeks what lies ahead—what exists beyond the event horizon.

"Let's see how well this new formula does as a source of fuel for my guinea pigs..."

Never tiring, she won't stop until her deep curiosity is satisfied.
20XX.XX.XX
とある研究趣味のウマ娘の独白。

「私は渇望している。
シナプスを震わす程の興奮を」

校舎3階にある、とある空き教室。
分厚いカーテンで外界と隔てられた
薄暗いそこは――いわばラボなのである。

限界の先。
事象の地平面の向こうへと、至るための。

「その燃料たり得る、モルモットに……
新薬の出来を伺うとしよう」

――飽くなきこの探求心を、満たすために。

20XX-XX-XX
What follows is the monologue of a certain research-loving Umamusume.

"It's what I've longed for.
All my synapses are firing."

An empty classroom on the third floor.
Dimly lit, a thick curtain separates the room from the outside world.
It is a laboratory, so to speak.

She seeks what lies ahead—what exists beyond the event horizon.

"Let's see how well this new formula does as a source of fuel for my guinea pigs..."

Never tiring, she won't stop until her deep curiosity is satisfied.