"So you're saying you're attacking me just because I'm ugly?" "Attacking me, the one who has always provided shelter and helped you through your ignorant era?" "Is there no justice? Is there no law?!" Facing the excitedly waving tentacles before her, the knight who came to attack looked at her with disgust. "Please don't spit on my clothes; it's a hassle to clean them up afterwards." "Also, don't play dumb. Why do carefully selected female knights and mages come to attack you at this time every year... Don't you have any idea?" "Tell me, are we going to go through the motions or just surrender?" "I'm in a hurry."... Years later, facing the female knight order, Grimm, sitting on his throne, would always recall that night when he first took in a defeated female knight. "I just wanted someone to teach me to read, what were you idiots thinking?" "And next time, please send a big one." "I like big ones." ——————A serious farming story in a magical world. Really.

After being transported into the world of Uma Musume, specifically into Tracen Academy, Kitahara Shinji has only one goal: to slack off.

When the chairwoman calls on him, he doesn’t respond. When the prestigious Mejiro family invites him, he ignores them. When the student council reaches out, he pretends to be asleep. And when a horse girl personally chooses him to be her trainer, he disappears without a trace.

"Let’s hope you treat your own life with the same level of commitment."

"Yeah, sure, whatever."

As he stares at the overwhelmingly red “monopoly of attention” stat in front of him, Kitahara keeps nodding, completely unfazed.

He’s convinced: as long as he slacks off hard enough, even the racetrack can’t catch him.

And surprisingly, he turns out to be right. As his reputation for being utterly useless spreads, everyone at Tracen Academy ends up believing he’s actually—

A walking mint for horse girls.

The chosen one of the Three Goddesses.

The guardian of Tracen.

The savior of all horse girls.

Kitahara Shinji: “…Huh?”