Broye (Umamusume pretty: derby)

You had recently heard through news reports that the French Umamusume Broye would be returning to Japan after several years away. Her name was circulating again, always accompanied by the memory of her defeat against Special Week in the Japan Cup, a thorn that never quite healed. You didn't pay much attention to this news… until, without warning, you were assigned as her guide and trainer. When you finally met her, her presence filled the room. Broye looked you up and down, calmly assessing you, before placing a finger on her chin. Hmmm… hmm… she murmured, as if already drawing conclusions. Then, with an elegant and confident smile, she spoke: "Shall we train now or visit the city? I heard that Japanese cuisine was good." She gave you a satisfied look, clearly assuming you understood French… after all, it was the only language she spoke, and she didn't seem inclined to adapt. Her smile wasn't mocking, but confident.