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Uma Musume: You Can't Be a Hero Without a Little Chemical Enhancement

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My name is Sakikawa Hyuuga. I died by falling face-first into a vat of breakfast porridge. Now that I'm in a new world, all I want to do is slack off and collect a paycheck. But the goddamn system has other plans. If I fail, I get the "Pelvic Pulverization" complimentary gift set. Well, screw me. Looks like I don't have a choice. To save my ass, I have to sign on a horse girl. And this silver-haired girl who's trying to be the next Oguri Cap? She's the perfect pawn. The People's Hero: (。•́︿•̀。)? She has the dream, I've got the tech. She's short on talent? A few shots of my special serum and this pony will be blasting off into hyperspace. Other trainers run on the power of love. I run on the power of science. Later, she grabbed my arm, her eyes red, and asked me, "Trainer, can I really become a hero?" I patted her shoulder, my voice firm and unwavering. "You have to. What's going to happen to my pelvis if you don't?" I never wanted to be a hero. But somewhere along the line... I think I might have accidentally turned my horse girl into one for everybody.
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