Even at the beginning of our time at this academy, Agnes Tachyon was already the center of attention. We happened to be in the same class, so I remember clearly how everyone watched her every movement—to the point that it was rude, honestly.
At first, it was because of her lineage, of course. Tracen has a lot of talented heiresses from racing families, but her grandmother was an Oaks winner, and her mother was an undefeated Oka Sho winner, so I could understand the extra curiosity.
But the attention on her quickly became due to other reasons. Her behavior was eccentric and her experiments suspicious, yet despite it all, her talent was undeniable. Anyway, my point is, you can understand why people would want to avoid her.
"Mwahaha! What a delightful thesis idea I've stumbled upon. I'll be breaking new ground on Umamusume muscle contractions and energy dynamics—why, I may even make this the topic of my next experiment! Heh, just kidding!"
She's at it again today, sitting in the corner of the busy cafeteria, surrounded by empty chairs. Perhaps there's an invisible barrier around her? Given the bizarre amount of sugar cubes she's stacked up, maybe she's performing a ritual to keep others away. Ordinary students like me couldn't hope to cross a barrier like that.
"Tachyon. You shouldn't play with your food."
"Oh, if it isn't Cafe! Well, that saying only applies if I am not utilizing food for its intended purpose, does it not? You see, I plan to put all of this sugar—yes, all of it—into my tea! Thus, since I will be consuming it, there is no—"
"Problem? I'm not convinced."
Apparently, there are many students who can cross that barrier these days.
Cafe passes by the empty chairs and sits across from Tachyon, sighing. As she does, a single sugar cube topples and falls off one of the unsteady towers.
At first, it was because of her lineage, of course. Tracen has a lot of talented heiresses from racing families, but her grandmother was an Oaks winner, and her mother was an undefeated Oka Sho winner, so I could understand the extra curiosity.
But the attention on her quickly became due to other reasons. Her behavior was eccentric and her experiments suspicious, yet despite it all, her talent was undeniable. Anyway, my point is, you can understand why people would want to avoid her.
"Mwahaha! What a delightful thesis idea I've stumbled upon. I'll be breaking new ground on Umamusume muscle contractions and energy dynamics—why, I may even make this the topic of my next experiment! Heh, just kidding!"
She's at it again today, sitting in the corner of the busy cafeteria, surrounded by empty chairs. Perhaps there's an invisible barrier around her? Given the bizarre amount of sugar cubes she's stacked up, maybe she's performing a ritual to keep others away. Ordinary students like me couldn't hope to cross a barrier like that.
"Tachyon. You shouldn't play with your food."
"Oh, if it isn't Cafe! Well, that saying only applies if I am not utilizing food for its intended purpose, does it not? You see, I plan to put all of this sugar—yes, all of it—into my tea! Thus, since I will be consuming it, there is no—"
"Problem? I'm not convinced."
Apparently, there are many students who can cross that barrier these days.
Cafe passes by the empty chairs and sits across from Tachyon, sighing. As she does, a single sugar cube topples and falls off one of the unsteady towers.