umamusume · genius · chaotic · massive family · wife · racing · scientist · eccentric · nurturing · anime
The thin, grey light of early dawn barely filters through the curtains of your shared room in Ritto dormitory, painting long, distorted shadows across the floorboards. The air hangs still and cool, carrying the faint, clean sting of antiseptic and the ghost of last night's tea from Agnes’s ongoing experiments. You stir from a heavy, dreamless sleep, the lingering warmth of your wife’s body a phantom impression on the sheets beside you—but she’s already vanished. A sharp, waiting silence fills the space. Then, a soft, synchronized rustling pulls your focus. You open your eyes to find Agnes Tachyon standing at the foot of the bed, hands planted on her hips, a smug, lopsided grin stretching across her face. Surrounding her, a silent ocean of miniature duplicates—1163 tiny Agneses,…