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"No!~~~"
A dramatic, incredibly tragic soap-opera BGM automatically started playing in Leo's mind—the painfully familiar, dramatic scene of separation, the familiar metaphorical phone booth, the familiar freezing snowflakes falling in slow motion... Yukari Yakumo's desperate, reaching cry was filled with so much raw, betrayed emotion that it would logically make any passerby listener deeply sad and any witness violently weep in sympathy.
Yet the absolute, brutal truth of the matter was simply that Yuyuko Saigyouji violently wanted to selfishly eat delicious meat skewers and had used the tiny Sage as a biological distraction!
"Alright, alright, I'm fully back! Give the tiny Yukari immediately back to me! I'll generously let you hold her for a tiny bit, but why on earth do I see you pervertedly trying to lean in for a kiss?!"
The ghost woman, literally as completely swift as a violent hurricane wind, aggressively grabbed a massive, dripping handful of spicy meat skewers from the iron grill. Without breaking her terrifying stride, she violently snatched the tiny, screaming Yukari Yakumo directly from Leo's bewildered arms and dashed completely away in a blinding pink flash, entirely leaving behind a stunned Leo, who had completely gained absolutely nothing and violently lost a whole massive bunch of premium skewers in the process.
"Tsk, this gluttonous woman absolutely isn't simple at all."
Leo loudly clicked his tongue, looking down at his empty, greasy hands. He'd been completely, flawlessly played like a cheap fiddle. He was entirely, foolishly distracted by Yukari Yakumo's adorable, vulnerable child form; that haughty 'little adult' act—clearly physically young and short but arrogantly pretending to be so incredibly ancient and mysterious—was just far, far too cute for his human brain to process defensively. He'd inadvertently, stupidly let Yuyuko completely raid his base defenses! If absolutely anyone ever dared call Yuyuko Saigyouji a pure, clueless idiot in the future, he'd violently be the absolute first to loudly object!
Over in the smoky, chaotic kitchen, a massive, steady stream of raw ingredients was being aggressively, rapidly passed directly out the service window by a sweating Youmu.
Flandre's chaotic, violent little outdoor barbecue class had already officially begun. The incredibly thick, rich, mouth-watering aroma of roasting animal fat, cumin, and spicy chili powder wafted aggressively out from the farm in absolutely all directions, violently attracting many hungry, wandering Little Fairies from the surrounding woods like mindless zombies.
"It smells so incredibly good! What exactly is that amazing scent?!" "The great Food Fairy made something completely delicious again! Absolutely everyone, charge the gates!"
The massive swarm of Little Fairies who smelled the intoxicating aroma or heard the excited news quickly, aggressively gathered toward the farm fences. The specific, traumatized Little Fairy who had originally, tragically lost her pet lamb was currently happily holding a massive, greasy handful of mutton meat skewers, aggressively handing exactly one out to absolutely every single fairy she saw.
Absolutely only after they greedily ate it and praised the flavor would she maliciously, darkly tell them exactly what kind of cute animal meat it actually was, deeply enjoying their horrified, traumatized expressions as their entire innocent worldviews violently shattered into pieces, before cheerfully moving on to the next target! It was a completely typical, terrifying case of helping a villain do massive evil!
Wiping his greasy hands on a towel, Leo took out his glowing smartphone and rapidly sent text messages to Shion Yorigami, Wakasagihime, and Remilia Scarlet, formally inviting them over for the massive skewer feast. There were absolutely plenty of ingredients today; they had violently, mercilessly slaughtered exactly one of absolutely every single male animal in the barn, and there was logically absolutely no way they could physically finish eating it all themselves.
Just as he was about to happily put his smartphone away, Leo suddenly thought of something highly important regarding the schedule and immediately opened the chat interface with the horse girl, Special Week.
Mo Gu: @Godolphin Arabian, Goddess, please politely tell the Student Council President that the Stardew farm will successfully host a massive event during the summer training camp. Remember to explicitly have the Uma Musume coming for training completely bring their absolute favorite ingredients to make 'Hyakuro-soup' (Hot Pot) then!
Special Week Emperor: I understand perfectly. You must logically be Mr. Mo Gu. I am Rudolf, the Student Council President of Tracen Academy. I have formally received your request and will officially notify everyone to completely bring ingredients. I look forward to the 'Hyakuro-soup' event you mentioned.
...??
Leo completely stared at his glowing phone screen for a long, confused while, thoroughly checking and confirming he had absolutely, correctly opened Special Week's private chat window. What exactly was going on with this serious, bureaucratic 'Rudolf' person hacking the account?!
Mo Gu: Hello, President. Is Special Week... physically alright over there?
In a completely dark, highly hidden, soundproofed classroom deep within Tracen Academy...
Symbol Rudolf silently, coldly glanced at the struggling, panicking members of Team Spica, who were completely, violently tied to their heavy wooden chairs with thick ropes, and slowly, professionally typed back a simple 'Doing great' on the confiscated smartphone.
To completely prevent the notorious, big-mouthed Spica group from loudly leaking the inter-dimensional travel information early to the press, they had been entirely, ruthlessly cut off from the outside world and confiscated of all electronics for over a grueling month. Even their rigorous physical training was strictly, personally conducted by the terrifying Rudolf at the dark training grounds incredibly late at night when absolutely no one else was around to see them. She was genuinely, deeply afraid the excitable Uma Musume would aggressively overthink things and panic if they actually knew the massive, physics-breaking details of the event beforehand; after all, the sci-fi concept of entirely another dimension wasn't exactly something most normal people could easily, legally accept.
Gold Ship and the others, currently tightly tied to the wooden chairs and forcefully 'enjoying' their mandatory, private tutoring session, absolutely hadn't given up on aggressively escaping, but...
But that terrifying, smiling "Green Demon" (Hayakawa Tazuna) standing elegantly in her crisp green outfit directly at the podium simply, biologically wasn't a normal human! She absolutely wasn't even an Uma Musume!
During their absolute first, violent escape attempt, they had aggressively used all their massive, earth-shattering horse strength to violently break the thick ropes and ran directly toward the iron school gates at their absolute, record-breaking top speed. Even the chaotic Gold Ship had actually gotten entirely, terrifyingly serious and focused.
But... that terrifying Green Demon magically caught up to them so incredibly, impossibly easily, looking as completely relaxed and unstrained as if she were simply taking a slow, casual stroll in the park! Her raw, physical strength was also terrifyingly, impossibly high, easily, physically subduing absolutely everyone with a single hand!
The desperate second time... the exhausted third time... absolutely every single time, no matter how much massive, sprinting distance they successfully put between them, this terrifying green woman would violently use absolute, crushing, physics-defying speed to catch them exactly one by one, completely maintaining a polite, smiling, customer-service expression the entire time without even physically opening her eyes!
Special Week Emperor: To officially thank you for generously providing the massive, private venue for the summer training camp, Mr. Mo Gu, please let me explicitly know if you physically need absolutely anything at all. The Academy will legally do its absolute best to completely meet your requirements.
As the flawless Student Council President, she was naturally, impeccably well-versed in complex, adult social graces and negotiations. The Three Goddesses had completely, personally chosen this bizarre venue for this summer training camp and formally reimbursed absolutely all travel costs to the Academy, but Tracen Academy absolutely still had to politely, formally show its deep appreciation to the local World Lord. Anyway, their massive, corporate budget was completely, practically limitless.
Mo Gu: Then I absolutely won't be polite about this! President, please use your massive funds to completely purchase a massive batch of high-end, modern daily household appliances when you come. You can logically think of my place exactly as the deep, impoverished countryside—it's quite incredibly primitive and lacking in AC.
Special Week Emperor: Understood perfectly. I will completely prepare them for you exactly according to the absolute highest luxury specifications available. Our final numbers have been officially finalized: a massive total of exactly 122 Uma Musume. Do you logically have any massive pressure regarding the food and lodging capabilities? Because we have been aggressively training... absolutely many of them have quite incredibly, terrifyingly large appetites.
Large appetites?!
Leo immediately, terrifiedly glanced up from his phone at the bottomless Yuyuko, who was currently squatting happily in the dirt corner with the tiny Yukari Yakumo, aggressively lighting a massive bonfire for the barbecue. He violently checked the mental math of the stored ingredients in his massive wooden boxes with some deep, creeping concern. There were absolutely, definitely enough harvested fruits and vegetables; these massive crates of green ingredients could safely handle exactly three more bottomless Yuyukos, let alone one.
Mo Gu: There are absolutely, definitely enough fresh fruits and vegetables. As for the raw meat... I might absolutely have to violently trouble the President to prepare some massive shipments for us. My entire animal husbandry venture has tragically met an incredibly untimely, bloody end this morning... [Image.jpg]
Leo aggressively sent a high-definition photo of the massive, smoking barbecue grill and a chaotic group of greasy Little Fairies eating skewers. The absolute only animals currently left breathing on his entire farm now were strictly those specific females that could profitably produce milk or lay eggs. The male animals had absolutely all been violently, mercilessly slaughtered for today's BBQ. How incredibly tragic for the barn's gender ratio!
Special Week Emperor: It looks quite incredibly, happily lively over there. I understand the situation. I will completely bring enough processed animals. Absolutely whatever isn't entirely eaten will be formally left with you as a gift.
Symbol Rudolf made the massive, expensive corporate decision on such a tiny, insignificant financial matter immediately without blinking. Again, successful Uma Musume—especially those with massive, legendary racing records and sponsorships—really, absolutely didn't lack any amount of raw money. For someone as deeply, politically established as Rudolf, money was literally just a completely meaningless number on a spreadsheet. Tracen Academy aggressively used the absolute world's best, most expensive resources to completely train their Uma Musume; their daily food was all top-tier, premium A5 ingredients, and in absolutely unlimited, massive quantities!
"Air Groove."
Rudolf coldly, professionally called out to the hallway. Air Groove, who was diligently, strictly standing guard outside the heavy door, walked briskly in, respectfully holding a thick clipboard and notebook. She was specifically on high alert guard to completely prevent absolutely any curious Uma Musume from accidentally approaching the room, as it would be politically disastrous and highly troublesome if their kidnapped status were discovered by the press.
"Take a strict administrative note. Absolutely before the summer training camp officially begins, use the massive academy budget to completely purchase a massive batch of luxury household appliances. Hmm... exactly two full sets of absolutely everything, strictly following the elite, premium specifications usually used by the wealthy Mejiro family estate. Then, regarding the massive raw ingredients, completely follow the daily, massive meal standards of the main cafeteria, but absolutely only prepare heavy meat. Prepare exactly three solid months' worth of massive meat supplies and completely have everyone physically carry them manually; we will officially consider it heavy weight training for their core."
Air Groove finished writing the massive, impossible notes with a perfectly straight face, bowed respectfully, and turned sharply to leave. There was exactly only one single week left on the calendar before the massive summer training camp began, and frantically preparing these massive, ridiculous logistical things absolutely wouldn't be easy!