Author's Note: I am not an editor or a professional writer. I will write this and edit it to the best of my ability. I also do not own Uma Musume, which is owned by Cygames. Watch the animes and read the mangas, for they are pretty good. Finally, please enjoy.
3rd Person POV / Earlier
After Takeshi Oda's turn, Mama Blues stared at him like a piece of meat, though only a few people noticed. Steel was one of them, and she simply smiled, knowing another poor soul had already fallen into Mama's sights.
Soon, Mina stepped back onto the podium and said, "That was great, Takeshi. Now, up next is our team's nutritionist and coach, Juna Uzumaki."
The lights suddenly went out.
A single spotlight illuminated the center of the stage, and moments later, loud punk rock music blasted throughout the hall. In the middle of the spotlight stood a woman shredding on an electric guitar.
ImP immediately recognized the song as one of the few punk rock tracks she had discovered in this world.
For the next ten minutes, the mysterious woman performed like she owned the stage itself. The performance ended in a storm of pyrotechnics as she grabbed the microphone and pointed toward the team.
"It's always a good time for a music performance! Sup, I'm Juna Uzumaki, and that was my speech. Hope you enjoyed it!"
Without hesitation, she slammed her electric guitar into the floor, shattering both the instrument and part of the stage itself.
"See you around. Bye."
A cloud of smoke exploded around her, and by the time the lights returned, she was already gone.
The entire room fell silent in stunned disbelief.
Then Mina's furious voice echoed across the hall.
"JUNA!!! THAT IS COMING OUT OF YOUR PAYCHECK!!!"
Everyone reacted differently to the chaos.
The staff on stage stood awkwardly, unsure how they were even supposed to react without somehow getting themselves in trouble.
The team, however, seemed far less concerned.
ImP looked genuinely impressed by the performance, which immediately made Lily jealous as she started viewing Juna as a rival for ImP's affection.
Gray simply shook her head at the stupidity she had just witnessed, while Vic mouthed what the fuck without actually saying it aloud.
GW scratched her head awkwardly, and Mama laughed nervously.
Rain burst into loud, awkward laughter, while Norn grinned brightly, clearly loving every second of the insanity.
Rose laughed openly at the situation, only for Sweets to scold her for encouraging such a troublemaker.
Spice excitedly discussed the performance with Ayana, who remained calm despite the chaos around her.
Steel turned toward BlaD and asked what he thought about everything. BlaD proudly declared that Juna was an inspiration.
Kiwi laughed hysterically at the madness while Jo held her back, though she herself looked like she had enjoyed the show just as much.
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Juna Uzumaki POV
I had just finished my absolutely legendary performance in front of our new team.
After watching their own performance earlier, I wanted to show them what real music looked like. Sure, I worked here as a dietitian and chef now, but back when I was younger, music was my entire life.
Especially punk rock.
The genre was still young and underground back then, barely surviving in its grassroots stage, but I loved every second of it. I even recorded my own songs to help the scene grow, pouring everything I had into it before eventually walking away.
Back then, my parents worked constantly just to keep our family afloat, so I spent most of my youth taking care of my siblings. Cooking for people and looking after them became second nature to me, second only to my love for punk rock itself.
Once I finally earned enough money to send both myself and my siblings through college with help from the rest of the family, I disappeared from the music scene entirely.
I only stuck around long enough to help out and make some extra cash before retiring from performing altogether.
Now, I fed people healthy meals for a living.
Still, when I watched those brats perform earlier with almost no experience yet somehow blow the roof off the place, I couldn't help being impressed.
It reminded me of the old days.
After culinary school and earning all the degrees and licenses I needed to become a dietitian, I spent years working under people who slowly crushed who I was as a person. Bit by bit, they wore me down until I barely recognized myself anymore.
My smoking and drinking got worse and worse until I was basically a dead woman walking.
Eventually, I got fired after skipping work repeatedly just to drink and smoke.
I was completely lost.
Then my family stepped in and saved me.
They reminded me who I really was and dragged me through hell until I finally overcame my addictions. Once I got clean, I started acting like myself again.
Even then, I refused to ever work under people like that again.
So I went independent instead.
Before long, my results spoke for themselves, and suddenly everyone wanted to hire me.
That was when I met my current boss.
She was incredible.
She didn't care about my attitude. She cared about my results.
She acted elegant and ladylike on the surface, but underneath all that refinement was someone rebellious enough to match me. After a few negotiations, I joined her crew.
That was when I learned she wanted me to help manage her sports team, one focused on freestyle running.
The moment I watched footage of the sport, I fell in love with it.
I studied everything I could about it and immediately started adjusting my methods to suit the physical demands of the athletes. I planned to keep refining things further once I learned more about the team and their future coach's training style.
When we finally met the new team, one thing became obvious immediately.
Their body conditions were all over the place.
The previous dietitians had apparently given them only vague nutritional guidance. Thankfully, I received detailed medical reports from both the team doctor, Mana, and Endless Journey.
After reviewing their allergies, physical conditions, and food preferences, I immediately began redesigning their diets.
Honestly, most of them didn't seem to care what they ate at all.
Some of them would probably eat anything if you put it in front of them.
Still, I wanted to make a strong first impression.
After discussing my idea with some of the staff, all we had to do was wait for my turn during the introductions.
Now that the performance was over, I could still hear the boss screaming somewhere in the distance.
I laughed to myself as I walked back to my room.
After putting away my equipment, showering, and changing clothes, I stepped back outside and stretched.
"Things are definitely gonna get interesting from now on."
With that, I headed off to finish preparing lunch and dinner for everyone.