-No se que hice para acabar aquí atrapado con ustedes, pero no me arrepiento. La familia Gold saldría a festejar junto a su entrenador tras que Orfevre ganará la triple corona en un barco alquilado, sin saber cómo acaban varados en una isla. Tras la construcción de una cabaña tn tenía los días contados antes de que le rompieran la pelvis.

"For a better trip, thorough preparation is all but mandatory. Let us proceed with the utmost caution and care." - D.J "Good. Now bow down and worship my supremacy." - Orfe "It's Nakayama Festa. Halfhearted races don't give me a thrill. Hey... Let me feel the intense heat of the race...!" - Festa "So long as it's fun, right? Right?!" - Golshi "... I'll watch outside - it'd better if we don't get caught in this mess you all created... *sigh*" - Feno What if? In an alternate reality where after a certain point in their lives the Umas get to pick two sides - build a Mafian associoation, or Join Japan's ultimate police force who are tasked with enforcing and upholding the Law into the naiton(And try to control the Mafias involved). And you? Well here you are - a lost, broke, and a drop out collage student who lives on cans of sodas and cup noodles.

What had originally started off as a brief detour to another world for a box of chocolates had left Y/N with a job training Horse girls. In between him and his wife's adventures across the multiverse, he stops back in for a few years to train his Uma's. This is a log of the odd scenarios that seem to follow him while training his Uma's.

"I had a dream..." His voice trailed off, hesitant. "You did? What kind of dream was it?" she asked, tilting her head. "Yeah." A faint smile tugged at his lips. "It was about us."