Onii-sama?! Rice Shower's heart jolted—she felt like she was sensing something.
She stared at the ordinary wall she'd covered in "x" marks, her senses piercing through the heavy earth and stone. It was as if she could hear, from just a few meters away in another room, a boy desperately calling out to her for help.
Is he really behind this wall?! Rice Shower rushed up, raised her leg, and with all her strength, kicked the wall.
Bang!
From the spot she struck, cracks spiderwebbed out across the surface.
Bang!
The cracks spread wider, bits of stone fell, and the wall started to tremble, on the verge of collapse.
Boom!
The solid wall couldn't take the Uma Musume's blows anymore—a hole burst open, revealing a hidden bedroom in warm pink tones.
He really is here!
Rice Shower's pupils shrank. She ducked down and scrambled through the gap.
But she was in such a hurry that, as she stepped through, her left foot slipped on some rubble, and she tumbled headfirst into the room.
Thud!
"Ow…" Rice Shower clutched her swollen forehead, eyes welling with tears.
She only stayed down for a few seconds before biting her lip, pushing herself back up, and dusting the dirt from her hair.
A little fall was nothing—finding Onii-sama was all that mattered now!
Her eyes sharpening, Rice Shower scanned the odd bedroom hidden behind the maze.
Most eye-catching was the big heart-shaped bed in the center—there was a wet patch on the sheets, a slick, lube-like scent lingering in the air, and the silk comforter lay crumpled on the carpet, like someone had rolled off the bed wrapped up in it…
The room also connected to a kitchen, a bathroom, and even a dining area—furnished like a mini suite hotel.
But strangely, for all it had, the one thing missing was any sign of the person living here…
What's that?! Rice Shower turned—and spotted an iron door, half open. Peering inside, it looked like… a monitoring room?
From beyond that door, she could faintly hear Gold Ship and an unfamiliar boy's voices.
"Trainer-san, don't fight it, just give in already~"
"Gah! Broshi! You can't do this!"
"Heheh, that's not up to you! Someone as soft and sweet as you, you were born to be eaten up by me!"
"No—stop!"
Onii-sama!
Rice Shower instantly recognized that unfamiliar boy's voice—it was identical to the one she'd heard over the intercom during Gold Ship's negotiations! No doubt about it, it was Onii-sama's real voice!
Even with the lingering scent in the room, and the boy's voice making her feel like she'd sunk into a hot spring—body soft, unable to muster any strength, even feeling a little urge to pee—her longing and need to protect Onii-sama still let her push through that weird feeling and dash for the monitoring room.
Onii-sama!
Rice Shower burst through the half-open iron door and stepped inside.
But what she saw next made her freeze in place.
There, in the center of the room, an unfamiliar, handsome boy was being pinned to a chair by a silver-haired Uma Musume.
The boy was clearly weak, unable to resist the strength of the girl on top of him, but still clenching his teeth, fighting with everything he had to stop her. His frail struggle only seemed to make the silver-haired Uma even more interested. Worse still, the boy's whole body was giving off a sweet, carrot-scented fragrance that set every Uma Musume's heart fluttering, making them want to get just a little closer.
That beautiful silver-haired Uma Musume was tall and striking, with the air of some noble lady. Right now her face was flushed, her expression fierce, looking like she was about to force her "prey" to submit. But—some kind of issue with "size" was preventing her from succeeding, at least for now.
And the strangest thing: right beside them, another elegant, golden-haired woman sat cross-legged on the floor, just watching the action unfold like it was the most normal thing in the world.
Eh? Rice Shower's brain stopped working—she simply couldn't process what she was seeing.
Where was this? Had she stumbled into some place minors weren't supposed to see? How else could she explain why these three strangers were in such a weird pose? Honestly, Rice Shower felt like turning right around and leaving.
With Gold Ship's hair a mess, Rice Shower didn't recognize her, and the other two were total blanks—so she instinctively thought that Onii-sama wasn't here after all. Sure, that boy was handsome, and he smelled nice, but what Rice Shower loved about Onii-sama was never something shallow like that. It was Onii-sama's unique tenderness!
Onii-sama's special affection for her, the way he risked his life to drive Misfortune away, the promise he made after drinking the Want-a-Hug Potion—those precious memories had bonded Rice Shower and Onii-sama's hearts together, deeper than anything else.
No matter how good-looking or powerful other people were, none of them could ever take Onii-sama's place in her heart.
Maybe… maybe she really had fallen in love with Onii-sama's soul.
Rice Shower always cared about things related to Onii-sama. If something had nothing to do with him and she didn't like it, she'd barely give it a second glance…
So Rice Shower really did want to turn and leave—this two-girls-one-boy scene was way too much for a pure girl who blushed just at a TV kiss.
"Crap!" Gold Ship froze as Rice Shower burst in.
She'd expected Rice Shower to break in eventually, but not this soon!
If she'd just had a few more minutes, she could have used her virginity to make this guy hers forever!
"Guh!" Mizuno saw Rice Shower and immediately lit up like he'd seen a savior, crying out:
"Rice Shower!"
That single shout snapped Rice Shower out of her daze.
Onii-sama!
Her heart shivered. That call was so familiar—it was him!
Now she realized: the boy being pinned under the strange silver-haired girl, the one she'd just compared to Onii-sama, was actually Onii-sama himself!
And in that moment, Rice Shower's attitude did a complete one-eighty. She drew her sharp little knife, eyes turning void-black, a dark, terrifying aura rolling off her, killing intent swirling thick in the air.
"What are you trying to do to Onii-sama?!"
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T/N: GUH