Umamusume: Full of Flavor! [5]

[FULL OF FLAVOR] was the only initial Skill the system had given Haruto as a Trainer.

Although Haruto had the system’s assistance, unlike in the game, he could not directly view an Umamusume’s stat panel.

Moreover, this Skill did not seem limited to Umamusume. It could be activated on anyone, and perhaps even on any living creature, since the Skill description did not specify a target restriction.

The activation condition was that his tongue had to make contact with the target’s foot. No other body part would do.

There was no requirement for contact duration. Even an instant was enough for the stat panel to pop up on the spot.

As for how Haruto knew all these details, naturally, it was because he had already tested it.

Although it was somewhat hard to talk about, Haruto had tested his new Skill on himself last night… After all, he could not just casually use this Skill on someone else. He would be treated as a foot-fetish pervert.

At the time, Haruto had twisted himself into a strange posture comparable to an old yoga master, held up his own foot, and licked the top of it… It disgusted him terribly.

Even though Haruto did not have smelly feet, he still found it especially nauseating. That was why he had not even eaten breakfast this morning. Just thinking about it made his stomach turn.

The result was that he did indeed see his own stat panel.

As expected, his five core stats were almost all H, with only Wit at C.

The highest stat for Umamusume was SS, while the lowest was G. H meant that all his data was far inferior to an Umamusume’s. Even the weakest Umamusume could easily trample Haruto.

There was nothing he could do about that. After all, Haruto was only an ordinary person, while Umamusume possessed bodies gifted by nature.

So as long as he successfully completed Careers, Haruto’s own aptitudes could also improve. Even if they only rose to G, he would at least be able to arm-wrestle the weakest Umamusume.

Not that he planned to personally enter races. Haruto simply did not want to experience that despairing sense of helplessness again, the feeling of being unable to resist when he had been kidnapped by that Uma auntie.

As for Track, Distance, and Style Aptitudes, Haruto was not an Umamusume, so naturally, he had none. As for Skills, Haruto currently had only the single Skill [FULL OF FLAVOR].

The Uma Coins system belonged to the Shop and Missions section, and had little to do with him personally. It was something used during the process of training Umamusume.

Although the activation method of the Skill felt like a perverted prank by the Three Goddesses, it had to be said that the Skill was genuinely useful.

It was the fastest way for Haruto to understand an Umamusume’s potential.

Still, he wanted to complain to the Three Goddesses. Could they not have given him an Insight Skill to view stat panels like other people who crossed into another world? Did he really have to use his mouth?

Well, great. From now on, every time Haruto wanted to check his own stat panel, he would have to go through that again… Mm. It looked like he would have to wash his feet diligently from now on. Once he got paid, he should buy a foot bath.

Then again, although licking his own foot was disgusting, it was different if the other party was a beautiful Umamusume.

Although Haruto did not think he was a foot-fetishist, when he saw those fair feet placed before his eyes, he still felt his appetite stir… No, he was stunned by how beautiful they were.

Silence Suzuka’s feet looked nothing like the feet of a racing athlete who ran year-round ought to have.

There were no calluses at all. They were fair and tender, and their shape had not deformed either.

The feet of sprint athletes were usually quite ugly, with bulging veins and calluses everywhere. Under the heavy pressure, the foot shape became flat. They looked powerful, but not beautiful at all.

The legs were the same. Their muscles were abnormally developed, with large calves… They were simply from a different art style compared to Silence Suzuka’s long, slender legs.

The more Haruto looked, the more puzzled he felt. Were these really the feet of an athlete? Even some professional foot models might not compare to Silence Suzuka’s feet.

Of course, her legs and feet were not the only things that defied common sense.

Just looking at Silence Suzuka’s physique, she did not look like an athletic girl at all. She looked more like a quiet literary girl who would sit in a library reading books.

Who knew how such a slender body contained the terrifying explosive power to run at sixty or seventy kilometers an hour?

Maybe she only looked human, while her internal organs and muscular structure were completely different from a human’s?

Forget it. Better not dig into it too deeply. Discussing science in another world where gods existed was asking to be disappointed.

The only thing about Silence Suzuka that Haruto felt fit common sense was her chest…

Her Highness Flat-as-a-Board.

In other words, it felt like she had none.

She probably did not even count as small-cup. AA? No, maybe mini-cup?

It looked like she did not have to worry about finding a suitable bra. She might not even need to wear one.

Mm. Flat was fine too.

No wind resistance meant she could run faster.

Honestly, being able to run at high speed while carrying an oversized chest would be what violated common sense in biology and physics.

All right. Just looking at them would not tell him anything. It was time to find a chance to activate the Skill.

With that thought, Haruto asked with a serious expression, “Suzuka, may I take a closer look?”

“P-Please go ahead…”

Because she was too embarrassed, Silence Suzuka covered half her face with the back of her hand, turned her head away, and shakily stretched out her foot. Her trembling Uma ears showed how nervous she was.

She had no idea that Haruto was calculating how to put his mouth on it, which happened to give Haruto the perfect chance.

Haruto immediately knelt on one knee, bent down, and leaned closer.

He was already inches away. At that moment, Haruto smelled something.

It was not foot odor. In fact, there was actually no foot odor?

She ran hard every day, so her feet ought to sweat a lot. Over time, that sour stink should have soaked in.

But not only did Silence Suzuka’s foot not smell bad, it actually had a sweet, rich fruity scent. He could even tell it was banana… Was it the scent of body wash?

There seemed to be a phrase among ballet dancers called “banana feet,” but that described movement and foot shape, not scent.

But even if they were talking about foot shape, Haruto did not see what was beautiful about feet that looked like dinosaur claws.

These banana-scented feet, however… really did make one’s mouth water a little.

As he thought that, Haruto continued lowering his head. Before he knew it, he had already kissed the top of Silence Suzuka’s foot, and of course, he did not forget to extend his tongue to meet the Skill’s activation condition.

A moist sensation spread across her skin. It was as though an electric current shot from the top of Silence Suzuka’s foot straight up into her abdomen. She pulled her left foot back like lightning, her entire face flushed crimson, both hands covering her face. The eyes visible between her fingers were full of shock.

She did not even realize that because she had pulled her foot back too forcefully, her skirt had flipped up, level with Haruto’s line of sight…

Oh, a pure white triangle. Suzuka was a traditionalist.

“Trainer?! You, y-y-y-you…!!!”

Silence Suzuka was so embarrassed she even forgot her manners. She anxiously kept saying “you,” but could not get out even a single word of accusation or scolding.

At the end of the day, her personality was still too gentle. If it had been an Umamusume with a violent temper, she would have already kicked him hard in the chest and sent Haruto to his second death beneath an Uma’s foot.

At this moment, Haruto had no attention to spare for continuing to admire the scenery beneath Silence Suzuka’s skirt. The stat panel that popped up meant the Skill had activated successfully.

Sweet!

T/N: GUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH voting time!

i acc dont care about the feet stuff, anyway yahhhhhhhhh

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