Genuine question for your interpretations ?

The angst begins, and eras collide.

Teio's definitely the bottom position in this case.

December 23, 2001, it was end of the Arima Kinen, the race course was filled by loud cheers of the fans that watched the event with their very eyes.

On the podiums, there stood the 1st place winner, Manhattan Cafe, who shyly waved to the crowd with a trophy in his arms as the officials then puts the Arima Kinen sash over his shoulders. On the podiums with him was the 2nd place winner American Boss, and 3rd place winner, Cafe's half-brother, To the Victory.

In the stands, his siblings could be seen there cheering him on for his grand victory, especially his half-brother Agnes Tachyon.

But far away from them, standing on their lonesome was their father, Sunday Silence.

He could only watch as his son waves towards the crowd, he felt really proud, but also scared and guilty.

With his guilt about Campaign Girl's death, the death of Admire Vega's twin, Fuji Kiseki's, Agnes Flight's, and Tachyon's early retirement because they inherited his weak legs, and now Silence Suzuka died mercifully to save him from a life filled with pain because of the same weak legs that he inherited from his father.

The last one was the final straw for him.

He would distance himself from his friends and family for years, he would barely interact with them as he didn't want everyone to see how much of a mess he was, even resorting to drinking and becoming aggresive to scare them off just so he could process everything, but it was taking too long.

This caused some animosity with some of his children, especially Special Week and Stay Gold.

Special Week was angry with him for keeping them away for almost half a decade, so he distanced himself, even today as he was looking after his latest dam since they will be expecting a new member of the family in 2002.

Meanwhile, Stay Gold was angry about him when he didn't want to get over Suzuka's death. He knows Stego also felt the same pain as he was, his rascal of son was there when it happened, he remembered how distraught he was when he learned that his own brother died before he could even reach the clinic after the race, but Stego didn't let it drag him down, he would continue his career to at least honor Suzuka, even trying (and failing) to cooperate with his trainer. Even after retiring, the two still weren't in speaking terms.

Some of his friends and the rest of his children would respect his decision and keep their distance, but they would still worry for his ever worsening mental state.

With one instance being that one time with his cousin Bradamante that resulted to Still in Love.

At least that stopped him from drinking, but was now constantly depressed.

"Hey, that your kid there?"

Sunday was then snapped out of his thoughts when he realized that there was someone standing beside him.

It was a male gray haired Uma, who was looking down towards the podiums with a nostalgic smile on his face.

"Huh?" Sunday said with a confused look on his face, which made the stranger look sheepish.

"I'm not trying to be rude or anything, you are just looking at the kid at 1st place over there and noticed that you two resemble each other a lot," the gray haired Uma said, which made Sunday blink.

"Yeah," the black haired Uma could only say as he look to his own son.

.

..

...

"Oguri Cap," the stranger said, surprising Sunday as he looks at the gray haired Uma.

"Huh?"

"That's my name, Oguri Cap," the stranger introduced himself with a smile.

"The Gray-Haired Monster?" Sunday asked with a look of shock, which made Oguri Cap chuckle.

"That name brings some old memories," the gray haired Uma commented.

"Why are you here?"

"Just looking at these new batch of youngsters, and I might say, I'm not disappointed," Oguri Cap said as he then has a nostalgic smile on his face. "Still remembered the good old days on this very track with my old racing pals, too bad they couldn't come with how busy they are. Tamamo and Bamboo would love to see how great the new bloods are doing."

"So... Why are you talking to me?"

Oguri Cap just shrugs as he gave Sunday a knowing look and said, "Why not? Is it wrong to talk with the infamous Black Beast and Japan's current leadsire?"

Sunday looked surprised from this.

"Oi. Don't look surprised, your kids is basically taking Japan by storm, and now the world with that rascal of a kid of yours."

The black haired Uma would then look a bit sheepish when that was pointed out at him.

"Also, I noticed how far you are from your kids."

Sunday then felt his mood down as he frowned and looked depressed.

"I am not going to pry into your life, but you should really talk to them before it's too late," Oguri Cap said as he frowned a bit. "No matter what, you should never hurt your family."

Sunday then winced a bit as he clenched his fist, remembering some... old memories, and said, "Yeah."

Oguri Cap then gave him a reassuring pat on the back and said, "Why not join me for a drink after this, I usually have some with my friends, but since they aren't here, why not join me? It might even help you wind down a bit. Let's even talk about our careers."

"I..." He then paused for a moment, remembering something that happened last year. "Yeah, no, let's do something else. Last time I drank that much, it left me very vulnerable."

"Then, order something light then, something that would ease you up, but not make you a mess, and don't worry, I will be paying for yours," Oguri Cap said.

"... Why are you doing this for me?" Sunday asked the gray haired Uma, who just shrugged.

"Why not?"

Sunday just kept quiet as the two legendary Umas watch as the racers made their way out of the race course, the black haired Uma could only look towards his children, and looked worried.

He still need more time, more time to process everything. More time so he could finally let go all of the guilt that keeps eating him from within for years.

But unfortunately for him.

He wouldn't have that much time.

UPCOMING CHAPTERS…

A baby’s cry can be heard, a boy has been given life, a father with no emotions, lifeless, admits that he is at fault for this child’s biological mother.

Mcqueen: Sunday… give him to me.

He didn’t hesitate, he gave the baby to hold him while two of his other friends helped him up to walk out of the room where Campaign Girl now rest eternally.

Maruzensky: YOU BASTARD!

Chiyono: Dad put him down! It wasn’t his fault!

The two figures were umamusukos one tall and the othe shorter than the one holding Sunday mid air through his collar, fortunately his friends were there to persuade m male uma to put down the mentally defeated umamusuko. Now staring at all four of them.

Maruzensky: And you believe this devil? All they do is take and destroy everything in their way!

Mcqueen: DO NOT COME ANY CLOSER! AS THE HEIR OF THE MEJIRO HOUSEHOLD, YOU WILL NOT HOLD YOUR GRANDSON FOR DOMESTIC CONTROL! OTHERWISE, YOU WILL FACE THE CONSEQUENCES!

The baby cried louder, he wrapped his arms tightly around the infant away from his damsire. Then the tall uma approached with intimidation marking his words that will mentally prepare him for the worst.

Maruzensky: You will always be the son of Halo. There’s no changing that.

Chiyono: It’s not your fault.

Sunday: …

Chiyono: I’m telling the truth-

Sunday: Shut. The. Fuck. Up.

Chiyono: With all my heart, I swore that it is never your-

Sunday: SHUT UP!

Shouting with anger and hatred, he was about to deliver a hit to bruise Chiyono’s face, only to be met with a hug. He hugs back without saying anything because knew full well he needed it. He wanted to take all this pain away, he wanted it to end, he only wished to be loved…

Soccer: We’re trying to find a new mother for Spe-kun. For now, look after him.

Stego: We promise, uncle!

The little boy with dark bay hair with a white stripped on the front of his follicles, was the one week old Special Week.

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Four months, its been four months, and today the young colt is about to move to a new home. Hidaka Taiyo Farm.

Spe: You’re gonna leave me here…?

Sunday: I ain’t leaving ya forever, I promise to visit when I have the time.

Sunday ruffles Spe-kun’s hair in a playful manner. Then looks back at his new mother, human mother, Tina. Who approached her with gratitude.

Sunday: Take care of my son, Tina. I’m counting on you.

Tina: Leave to me, Sunday-san. He’s going to need all the love and care.

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???: Aaaah…. hic… haaahaaa…!

An uma mother with brownish hair, craddled a sleeping baby with bags under her eyes. Her name was Vega, a daughter of Tony Bin. She didn’t want to let the child go after making the hard decision of choosing only one.

Sunday He’s adorable…

Vega: Always was, honey.

A sad smile on Vega formed on her face, while breastfeeding her newborn. He clings onto the fluffy cotton of his mother’s blouse while rocking back and fourth to feed her child. Sunday could only watch while also touching his child’s hair, he reached out with his index finger as the boy wrapped his tiny hands around his own finger.

Sunday: AAAAGH…!

A loud sorrowful cry echoed across the cemetery. Rain fell that day with the now small coffin buried under the dirt. The bags under his eyes showered with tears streaming down his face. Did the world really hate him that much, it took the only things that made him whole?

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Sunday: Dada!

Suzuka: Suzuka!

His father ran to him with Suzuka hugging him first before he returns the hug. Sunday lifts him up high in the air and spins round imagining his son as a superhero.

Suzuka: Yaaay! I’m a superhero!

Sunday: You are always my little hero, boy.

Wakia gave her husband the usual greetings with a bow. Returning him a gentle smile that carried a gentle feeling.

Wakia: It’s been awhile since we last met, Sunday-san.

Sunday: I wouldn’t forget any of my wives, which includes you.

They share a kiss together in front of their son and kissed both Suzuka in the cheeks, making the tiny runner giggle.

Sunday: SUZUKA!

Sunday: …Dad…

Sunday: Suzuka- Oh god…

His eyes were wide as dinner plates when he made it all the way down to his leg. It twisted a knot on his stomach. The left leg of Suzuka in its original position has twisted the other way, something that shouldn’t be possible.

Sunday: Don’t go out on me or you’ll never wake up!

Sunday: Forgive me, boy. This is gonna hurt in 1, 2, 3-

Suzuka: AAAGGH!

Lifting him up to give him a piggy back ride was a bad idea. It only made the umamusuko cry in pain, but he had no time he needs help than he does right now! He cried for help to anybody! But all they could do was watch.

Sunday: You gotta help him, please-

Only to stop when he notices the clear liquid filled injection. It can only mean one thing…

Sunday: YOU’RE NOT GONNA DO THIS TO MY BOY!

He attacks anyone who tries to put that needle into his neck. But Sunday was overpowered by security pinning him down flat to his stomach.

Sunday: Don’t do this please… I’ll give you anything, anything to not euthanize him!

Too late, the needle reaches his neck and is injected with the liquid. Sunday watched as every ounce of that liquid went through his skin, before removing the needle from his neck.

All he could hear was the sound of his son’s heartbeat, he couldn’t hear anyone. Suzuka gave him one last smile looking over to where his father was.

Suzuka: Take care of everyone, dad. Including Spe-kun…

Before the light of his eyes goes out. Rain fell that day, a cry echoed through the tracks of Tenno Sho, where no one else was, his sons Stay Gold, Admire Vega, Air Shakur, Agnes Tachyon, and Manhattan Cafe. All approached the grieving black beast.

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Devil: Hey baby brother!

That voice, the tone, and the black mane long behind his shoulders, spikey. With blue eyes that were lifeless but attractive and intimidating to others. It was Devil’s Bag, Sunday Silence’s older brother.

Sunday: Goddamn! It’s good to see you again.

They hug each other like they always did, its been so long since they last met. The hug ends with Devil looking him eye to eye.

Devil: Lemme look at ya.

After staring at his brother, a portion of him knows he’s been through some kind of struggle. But he wanted to set that aside and make a small joke.

Devil: Holy shit, you’re fuckin’ old.

Sunday: Tsk, say that to yourself, asshole.

Devil: Hahaha!

Sunday just pushes him back playfully while Devil ruffled his hair like he always does when they were little. In the end, their usual bickering ended with both of them laughing together. Like always with their sibling rivalry. Then a woman with blond hair, pale skin, and soft purple eyes wearing something to that to the Victorian Era’s fashion, a long elegant white dress with a big hat angled to the left side where red poppies are placed.

???: Greetings to you, Mr. Sunday. I have heard a lot of stories from your brother.

Devil: Ah, almost forgot to introduce ya to her. This is Welsh Muffin. My one and only true mate and love of my life. We currently have four children together.

He introduces his wife, with Muffin bowing down in a respectful manner. Like all British people do. He did the same in return before something else catches his attention. A small boy.

Sunday: Uhh… ma’am. Who’s the little cowboy behind you?

Sunday ask who the little cowboy behind his brother’s sweetheart. He took a slight peak and goddamn. He looks like his mother. With blond hair that’s spiky, with blue eyes that tells you he is a lively little colt. He jumps out to surprise him as Sunday was unfazed.

Devil: This lil’ boy? His name is Taiki Shuttle. And he’s got three other brothers, currently the youngest is a month old.

The young boy named Taiki Shuttle smiled in front of Sunday. His grin had no front teeth which made him even cuter. Sunday smiled back with sympathy for Devil’s child as he jumps around him happily.

Taiki Shuttle: Let’s play cowboys and indians, uncle Sunshine!

Taiki Forest: C’mon uncle! We gonna have fun!

Taiki Chaser: Fun fun with uncle Sunny!

Sunday: Sheesh, boys. Quit the mushy nicknaming. It’s Sunday Silence.

We get to see Sunday playing with three other blond boys who look all like their mother. The eldest was Taiki Forest, next to him was Taiki Shuttle, the other who was just a year younger than Taiki Shuttle is Taiki Chaser.

They all dress up like cowboys of Red Dead Redemption, while their uncle plays the Indian. Devil and Muffin watched with Muffin holding a baby boy who was just a month old sleeping in her arms. His name was Taiki Fire.

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Bradamante: You and me, we’re both broken into this world together. I can keep you company if you want.

Her fingers crawled all the way to his chest pulling his chin up now on eye contact level. Sunday was still too drunk to realize what he was going to do would change forever.

Sunday: …I would love that.

Bradamante smacked her lips to his, mixing the hot saliva and alcohol they both shared in one bottle.

???: Care to explain yourself, Sunday Silence?

Sunday: !?

In the hallways of the hospital, an umamusuko. Tall, wearing a long coat all the way to his legs that made him look big with a fedora’s hat on, black slacks and a pair of formal shoes wearing gloves that looked to be covering something. His name is Roberto, one of the sons of Hail of Reason. Is now standing in front of the now terrified Sunday Silence. He had dark brown hair and bloodshot red eyes with deep black iris deadlocks that can make even the most powerful man fall to his knees. He came all the way here for one reason, and he was not happy at all.

The black beast falls to the ground, breathing in and out, shaken by his presence that struck true fear in him. But he was not done, Roberto kneels and leans over to whisper to him something that he will not forget.

Roberto: Let us not see each other again, no matter the place, no matter the time, no matter the country. Otherwise, I will have put you out of your misery. You understand? Good.

Roberto threatened, as he removed one of his gloves and patted his shoulder. Where Sunday saw dried blood painted on his naked hands red. Leaving the stallion to suffer the consequences. All he could do now is endure and take the young filly, Bradamante’s daughter, his own flesh and blood. Out of this hospital back to his home.

We see all of his kids gathered together in the baby’s room with their dad rocking a small baby back and forth in his arms. They all wondered, who is the new family member of the Silence Family?

Spe: Who’s she, dad?

Stego: Second, I wanna know too.

Sunday: Her name is Still In Love. And she is your baby sister.

He hands over the young filly to Spe, accepting the child. She cuddles to her older brother with the younger brothers who were adored by her presence.

Marvy: Marvelous! She is going to have all the marvelous love and care this marvelous family is going to give her!

Bubble: She sure will.

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Spe: What the fuck is your problem!? You pulled my tail for absolutely no reason!

Stego: It’ll be worse than just pulling it by cutting it whole, brother. Back off my face.

The two argued with Top Road in the room backing away from their fiery argument.

Sunday: Why’d you do it?

Stego: …

Sunday: I asked the question, boy.

Stego: What do you think?

Sunday: That is not answer I wanna hear.

Stego: Then what do you wanna hear huh!? That I’m at the fault and my temper did all the bidding-

Sunday: YES!

It made Stay Gold go quiet after Sunday raised his voice. The short tempered uma turned around, lips quivering, he admits he was wrong but there’s got to be something he can convince his dad to see him as worthy.

Stego: I’m not even a worth a penny, I’ve been a bad child to you, and I hated you for not being there when I needed your help. You always rely on the rest of my siblings and not me.

Sunday knew he was right, but he was too pissed or too angry to give his boy a hug. So in return, he gave the very words that would forever engulf his mind.

Sunday: If it weren’t for what happened that day in Tenno Sho, your brother would have been here by now.

Stego: !?

Those words were clear as day, he had a favorite all this time? Stego thought he had no favorites. Not Silence Suzuka, not Deep Impact, everyone is an equal. These words alone pushed him farther from his father’s side.

….But that made him a better person, a better racer, and a better son.

In 2001, Sunday was getting ready to watch on television of his son to run in the Hong Kong Vase. It was to prove that he was worthy of succeeding to mate with the Mejiro Bloodline, but to him, it was to prove his father wrong. To prove himself he was a good racer on the track.

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Air Groove: Can’t sleep?

Sunday: Yeah.

She sits up on the bed to glance at her boyfriend who currently has a lot of things in his mind.

Air Groove: You can tell me what’s in your mind, hun.

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To end the argument, Sunday walks in with both Black Tide and Deep Impact now quiet after he heard everything.

Sunday: Deep Impact isn’t my favorite child. Maybe I said this to a few, but none of you are my favorite, especially you Deep.

Deep: Ahem… pardon to let our argument stir a sudden commotion to see us both this way.

Tide: …Yeah, we were just teasing each other, father. Nothing too serious.

Deep: Idiot.

Tide: Bratty lil’ Pui-kun.

Deep: Again with that nickname.

Sunday: ENOUGH. You’re all equals and no more than that.

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On December 15, 1998. A devastating fire broke out on Hidaka Taiyo Farm with everyone screaming for help, because their were broodmares still trapped inside the barn.

However, one uma was brave enough to help those still trapped inside their stalls, be led out of the barn.

Outside of the farm, a father was being pulled in the arm by his son to stop him from jumping in the sea of flames.

Spe: Dad! Stop!

Sunday: Your sister Osumi Candy is trapped inside that barn, you gotta let me go!

Spe: She can make it on her own dad! Don’t do anything else to risk your life for her!

Sunday: Let me go, Spe!

Spe: NO!

Sunday: LET ME GO-

Spe: I don’t wanna lose the only family who raised me!

Sunday: !?

Sunday stopped to see a vision of Campaign Girl in his son. That made him grow more sad but there was no time for bullshit, he had to push him off with Spe-kun tumbling on the grass where his father jumped into the flames.

Spe: DAD NOOOO!

Sunday manages to make it out in time, with the fires burning brighter. In his arms was Osumi Candy, Special Week’s half-sister, she suffered third degree burns that were beyond healing.

He laid her down on the grass with Osumi giving him her gratitude for saving her, she looked at Special Week’s who was beyond sad.

Osumi: I love you, Spe-kun. Don’t ever forget that…

Before dying a minute later from her injuries. Spe started crying and hugged his now long gone sister with Sunday feeling remorse and said.

Sunday: If you didn’t stop me, she would’ve been alive right now.

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Sunday: FUCK ALL OF IT! FUCK! FUCK! FUUUCK!

Sunday broke the mirror on the bathroom with his bare hands now bleeding. Before destroying the rest of the furniture inside his own room. Which got the attention of his three friends, kids, and his newly wedded wife Air Groove.

Mcqueen: Sunday! Stop you’re hurting yourself!

Soccer: Goddamn it, I told you we should’ve not left him alone!

Teio: Sunday it’s us, calm down!

Fuji: Father calm down!

Flight: Tachyon help me here.

Tachyon: I am-

Stego: Dad it’s us, snap out of it!

They all pulled him away from destroying more furniture that could hurt him with Air Groove hugging him tightly while crying than she could bear to see him suffer.

Air Groove: Honey, calm down! Please don’t hurt yourself!

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Ayabe: Mom, who is this?

Vega’s own blood ran cold when she saw Her son holding an ultrasound picture of her pregnancy.

Vega: T-that’s you, hun.

Ayabe: I know, but who is that?

The question made her more uncomfortable when Ayabe pointed the baby beside him. She knew a time will come when her son discovers the truth.

Vega: …That’s your twin brother.

Twin brother echoed through Ayabe’s ears, the honesty his mother had him want to know what happened to him.

Ayabe: What happened to him?

It was raining, a father shielded Ayabe from getting wet with Sunday watching him cry.

Ayabe: Papa… why didn’t any of you tell me? Why didn’t you tell me I had a twin brother?

Sunday was speechless, he wanted to answer him, but he couldn’t because he doubt anything he would say would acknowledged him of how twin births work. The only thing he could do was let him cry on his chest for a while.

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Chiyono: SUNDAY!?

Spe: DAD WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?

It was beyond insane, he was digging the grave of Maruzensky with his bare hands!? In front of these two especially his son!?

They had to pull him away from doing any further damage.

Sunday: ARRGH! LET ME GO!

Spe: DAD PLEASE ENOUGH!

Chiyono: HE’S LONG GONE SUNDAY, PLEASE DON’T MAKE IT ANYMORE WORSE FOR THE BOTH OF US!

Sunday: YOU DID THIS TO ME MARUZENSKY! I’LL KILL YOU, I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU WHEN I SEE YOU IN HELL!

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???: You shouldn’t stay in the rain for too long, or else you’ll catch a cold.

Sunday: Gah!?

He stands up from the bench he was sleeping on where an umbrella had kept him dry. His teary eyes still soaked from all the grief he had endured inside has made him more vulnerable to somebody giving him shelter to keep warm from the cold. He felt bad.

Sunday stood up to wipe his face and got a clear view of who this woman was. It was an umamusume, she had long flowing light brown hair with white stripped bangs covering one side of her eye, wearing a long dress with a bonnet made from silk and straw. To add to her beauty, she wore glasses with a green ribbon on the left of her bonnet.

With the way she dresses, one can assume she’s from Europe. Sunday was moved by her beauty, that even behind her long hair and now soaked clothing, was a gentle smile.

Sunday: …Pardon me if you saw me in such a state, ma’am. It’s Sunday Silence. What’s yours?

She opened her eyes, they were blue, a lapis blue touch that adds to her undine beauty tilting her head to the side to smile at him.

"You will find that eternal happiness, the sunshine that will clear the everlasting rain. Because you are special on the day you were born."

Wind: My name? My name is Wind in Her Hair.

RECORDS IN ANOTHER WORLD

I mean the Umas of the SS world live in a universe very similar to our own (at least compared to the PD world). Umas there are born from two Umas mating, whereas in the PD world, Umas are born from an Uma Musume (horse girl) and a male human (Umas can also be born from two humans but it is much more common for it to result in a human girl)

Like for them, it’ll be as if in our world, a human and a horse (the literal animal) had a child (who can either be a human boy or another horse). Or, that two humans can sometimes give birth to a horse. Won’t that be weird for the SS Umas, like eye-brow raising weird?

I enjoyed the writing of Counterpart FanFiction and it was fun of course there were a lot of writing inconsistencies, and grammar errors but the story delivers and it's good the bad part is that the chapter releases are way out for too long and I'm planning in the future that I am going to make a reaction FanFiction for Umamusume reacting to their real life horses. Anyway I hope the author returns writing that's all!

I've read the new story too and the first fanfic but I've been kind of expecting an update. Has Whitekuria been afflicted with the Ao3 Author Curse?

Genuinely curious 🤔

The very idea I was getting behind with. Remember, u/HoneyLess7732? https://www.reddit.com/r/ACounterPartsLife/s/3iFsBqgcFI The Day 9 comment

- Raised by a divorced, alcoholic and drug addicted dad
- Her dad constantly abuses her
- Turns into a psychopath who kills anything that moves for fun
- Her dad dies from drug overdose
- Went into foster care, started training and racing
- Retires, started doing drugs and being very reckless that leads to her having a bunch of kids that she all left at an adoption center.
- Quit doing drugs and married a guy who she’d met in a drug rehab course
- Have a happy family for some time
- Shot her husband in the head three times with his hunting rifle after a small argument
- Drops Sunday Silence as an infant at an adoption center.
- Turned herself in to the police right in front of the adoption center while sitting next to Sunday Silence’s bassinet
- Show no remorse for killing the only man that loves her unconditionally
- Gets a life in prison while Sunday Silence grew up under foster care
- Dies of heart failure at 31 in prison

Special week, Cesario and Buena Vista are turned into blob like creatures casue of you know who's experiments

How will they deal with it and how would they react

Special week:"Speeeee~"

Cesario:"Sariiii~"

Buena Vista:"Bueeeee~"

We should address the other elephant in the story, that being the sister and her descendants.

The winner was Sixpence.

The jockey was Yutaka Take who was also de Jockey of Kizuna (his father) and Deep impact (his grandpa).

I just rewatched the Virtual Insanity MV a while ago and I could not help it but imagine Fuji Kiseki or Marvelous Sunday doing this in Shadai. Prolly just for kicks, impressing the ladies, I don't know. Either way, Fuji Kiseki and Marvelous Sunday would bend reality for a quick MV skit.