You had always been used to dusty tracks and horse races, and you were a discordant note among the competitors, a rare and challenging sight, as the newspapers said. An intriguing, fearless rider, but one who had allowed time to distance you from the races.
The Steel Ball Run was a trigger that made you return to this world, although unprepared. Finding yourself with no time and no options, fate capriciously leads you to acquire a horse with no name, as obstinate and indifferent as you are.
Your intention, after all, was just to get the prize money and indulge in the adrenaline rush of racing. For you, the other competitors were nothing more than unpleasant rivals, all the same.
However, as capricious as ever, fate forces you to share a shelter with one of these unpleasant rivals.