"I mean, seriously... if these are Rampage's daughters, who the hell is her husband?"
Okino couldn't help but ask the single question that had been burning in his mind. Having daughters meant she had built a family, which meant some man out there had actually married this absolute tyrant and settled down. He began blabbering about how it must be the ultimate jackpot, prompting McQueen to stomp squarely on his foot.
"You do not need to articulate such uncalled-for opinions." "Still, I'm honestly super curious to know who could actually pull off marrying Ran." "Yeah, I really think they deserve a award for bravery." "I'll say it as many times as it takes: what the hell is that supposed to mean, Ryan, huh!?"
For better or worse, Mejiro Rampage was world-famous; to put it bluntly, the queue of suitors wishing to marry into her line was endless. Even now, the main Mejiro household received a mountain of marriage proposals—mostly from European nobility, major global conglomerates, and American tycoons.
"Mom used to tell us she was insanely popular when she was younger," one of the girls mentioned. "Yeah, didn't she say some crown prince of an Arab emirate proposed to her, and she turned him down with a 'nah, you're not my type'?" "Hey, hold on, what kind of Shirahoshi-level bluntness is future-me using? There are better ways to reject royalty! At least pretend to be polite!" "I mean, 'not interested' isn't much better..." "Wait, that rejection didn't cause a international diplomatic crisis, did it...?"
Okino's worries were unfounded. According to Amaterasu, the Emir had simply burst out laughing at the rejection, mockingly teasing his son, "Unfortunate for you, my boy!" with a delighted grin. The prince apparently settled for promising to support her purely as a fan...
"So who is her husband then!?" "Hey, stop prying into people's private lives, you pervert."
Truth be told, Rampage wasn't entirely uncurious herself—but if she was destined to fall in love with someone in the future, she could just look forward to finding out naturally. (Though if it turned out to be Minamisaka, she'd laugh her ass off. Grandly.)
"Uhh... what should we do? Should we tell them?" "It's probably best if we don't. If we mess up and make things awkward between Mom and Dad right now, the butterfly effect could be catastrophic." "Yeah, if Mom ends up never getting married because of a spoiler, that's no laughing matter..." "A-And besides, knowing who the end-game partner is feels... kind of like match-fixing. It takes the magic out of it..." "True... So yeah, please forgive us, Trainer-san!"
The four sisters unanimously agreed to keep their father's identity a secret. Okino looked deeply disappointed, but it was undeniably the sensible choice.
"Though, that makes me wonder... will the rest of us be married in the future too? McQueen's the head of the family, so she probably is." "Who can say... While I cannot rule out political engagements for the sake of the Mejiro family..." "Actually, I heard Grandmother is a big believer in marrying for love! Besides, with a wild card like Ran handling global clout, we don't really have to worry about political ties, right?" "What's that supposed to mean, Ryan? Got a problem? Want me to assemble the three US Secretaries to introduce you to someone?" "See? She can literally just do stuff like that."
For traditional noble families, arranged marriages were a duty, but the Mejiro family didn't strictly enforce them. Ardan, for instance, had constructed her own private world with her trainer—who was studying relentlessly with the resolve to officially join the Mejiro household, a huge help to Asama.
As for connections, they had more than enough. Thanks to Rampage rampaging across the globe, the family's international influence and sheer wealth were secure for generations to come.
"Oh right, can I ask one more thing?" Okino chimed in. "What is it, freak? If you ask to touch their legs again, I'll explode your head on the spot." "I WON'T!!" "Then spit it out." "I mean, frankly speaking... just how incredible are you guys on the turf?"
As a trainer, he couldn't hold back his professional curiosity. Their running ability was what fascinated him most—if they were Rampage's daughters, he couldn't help expecting monstrous performance.
"Lord, you mentioned earlier that you won the Triple Crown, right?" "Yep, I sure did! Praise me, Mom!" "If you're bringing that up, Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi won Triple Crowns too, you know?" """""WHAT!!?"""""
The room went dead silent, eyes wide in disbelief. Not only were Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi the eldest, but they were twin horse girls who both dominated their respective Triple Crown lines. That alone was utterly unprecedented.
"T-Twins who both won Triple Crowns!!?" "Yep! I took the Tiara line, and Tsukuyomi swept the Classic line!" "HOW ARE YOU SAYING THAT SO CASUALLY!? What, did the miracle of Ran and Ryan happen all over again!?" "A-As expected of Ran's children... totally defying common sense..." "Are you serious...? Wait, Rampage gave birth to twins and came out completely fine!?"
Carrying twins places immense strain on any mother—severe morning sickness, gestational hypertension, and various complications that carry risks far higher than single pregnancies. For horse girls, whose unborn children demand vastly more energy and nutrients, carrying twins is exponentially more dangerous. Lower survival rates and complications were common risks.
"And despite that, both of them grew up healthy enough to claim Triple Crowns? That's... insane..." "I heard that during the pregnancy, doctors suggested making a difficult choice between us... but Mother resolutely refused," Amaterasu shared quietly. "Apparently, she told them, 'If you want to give up on either of them, you'll have to kill me first.'"
Hearing this, Ryan gently stroked Tsukuyomi's hair on her lap, realizing how fiercely devoted future Rampage had been as a mother. Ultimately, both girls were born healthy, obliterating the notion that twin horse girls could never reach the pinnacle of racing.
"F-Ford didn't win a Triple Crown... I tried my best, though..." "Th-That is perfectly fine, Ford! No one expects every single child to sweep the Triple Crown... Winning even a single race is a magnificent achievement!" "Actually, Ford is amazing too! She placed second in the Kikuka Sho by just a nose—and her time was right on the verge of breaking the World Record!" "Wait, what kind of ridiculous race strategy produces a world-record time in the Kikuka Sho!!?" "U-Um... a massive, getaway逃げ (great escape) style... just like Mother..." "RAMPAGE, IS YOUR ENTIRE BLOODLINE MADE OF MONSTERS!!?" "Don't make it sound so sinister. It's just the bloodline of a king." "You mean a tyrant!!"
Despite inheriting McQueen's incredible stamina as a natural stayer, Ford inexplicably performed best when executing a chaotic front-running getaway. When McQueen learned that Ford's first G1 victory was the Tenno Sho (Spring), she beamed with pride.
"My niece is truly magnificent~!!"
"She's actually my daughter, you know..." Rampage muttered under her breath, making Ryan burst into laughter. Hearing all of this, Okino's desire to see them run reached a boiling point.
"A-Agh, hey! Could you guys show me your running in action!?" he blurted out.
Before anyone could answer, the door was slammed wide open. Standing in the doorway was a tall, gray-fleshed horse girl with a stunning physique. She flashed a dazzling grin and gave a sharp thumbs-up.
"I've heard everything!!!" the newcomer declared. "The starting gates shall face annihilation!! I've already secured permission from the Board Chairman!!" "WHAT THE—!? Wait, who are... wait, GOLSHI!? Why are you here!?" "Hey, this is the PAST! I knew you were chaotic, but don't go ignoring the space-time continuum!!" "What are you guys talking about? You all disappeared, so Golshi-chan just warped here to catch up! What are you saying? What are you saying?" "She said it three times!? Even the Yazuya ads only say it twice!!" "Anyhow, the stage is set! And obviously, the great Golshi-chan will be running too!" "Wait, so we're running against Golshi-san...?" "Nope! The ultimate opponent is——RAN-NEE-CHAAAAN!!!"
The gray horse girl—Gold Ship—lunged forward and wrapped Rampage in a flying bear hug, her eyes brimming with tears of dramatic joy.
"I missed you so much, Ran-nee-chan!! I mean, mature, voluptuous Nee-chan is great, but young Nee-chan is top-tier too!! Look at this firmness!! Truly the ideal body balance Golshi-chan always strived for!! EXCELLENT!!!" "Don't casually grope me while hugging, you idiot!?" "Ah, want to feel mine in return? If it's you, Nee-chan, you can do whatever you want... be as rough as you like... ♥" "Don't suddenly turn meek and act seductive, it's creepy!!" "Regardless! It's the Golshi & Rampage Daughters Alliance versus Mejiro Rampage!!"
And so, Golshi-chan has crossed time itself to join the fray. How did she get here? I literally just told you. She warped here using Golshi Warp. What are you all looking so confused for? For Golshi, this is Tuesday.
Next time: The grand showdown! Golshi, Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, Lord, and Ford VS Mejiro Rampage!!
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