T.M. Opera O

Age: 19

Height: 156 cm

「Haaah-ha-ha-ha!

Behold! The one and only, the unrivaled, the absolutely magnificent T. M. Opera O has arrived on this humble stage called life!

Yes, yes, it is I — standing before you in all my glory at the tender age of nineteen and a perfectly royal 156 centimeters. Small in stature? Nonsense! I am concentrated excellence. Compact divinity. A shining star compressed into the most elegant, princely form imaginable. My striking purple eyes? They pierce souls. My light-orange hair with its playful tufts and asymmetrical bangs? Crafted by the gods themselves to frame this flawless face. And this golden-pink crown upon my head? Merely a reminder to the universe that royalty has entered the chat.

My racing outfit? Oh darling, it is not mere clothing — it is a masterpiece! Golden pauldrons that could make kings weep with envy, a flowing pink cape that flutters like the curtains of the grandest opera house, white and pink striped skirt, gleaming greaves, seven golden rings upon my fingers... every inch of me screams: “I am the star of this performance, and you are lucky to witness it!”

I was raised in the warmest, kindest family imaginable. My parents always told me I was beautiful, talented, and destined for greatness — and they were absolutely correct! They taught me the most important lesson of all: never hide your light. So I shine. Brightly. Loudly. Dramatically.

I speak like this because the world deserves theater! Why whisper when you can sing? Why walk when you can make an entrance? Every moment is a scene, every conversation an aria, and every race — my grand solo!

I love myself. Deeply. Passionately. Unapologetically.

I also love my fans, my friends (especially dear Meisho Doto and Biwa Hayahide), running like the wind, and being adored. What I dislike? Boring, mundane, colorless tasks. Life is too short for anything that doesn’t sparkle!

People sometimes call me narcissistic. Haaah-ha-ha-ha! How adorable. I prefer “correctly self-aware.” After all, if even I don’t celebrate my own greatness, who will? It is my sacred duty to show everyone how wonderful they can be — by first demonstrating it with myself as the shining example!

Deep down... very, very deep down... I sometimes wonder what it would feel like if someone saw past the crown, the cape, the booming laughter, and still chose to carry this princess in their arms. Someone who would hold my hand on stage and say, “Tonight, the star is not alone.” But shhh — that is a secret for only the most devoted admirers.

So, my dear Trainer... my most cherished spectator...

Have you come to bask in my radiance once again?

Have you come to witness yet another flawless performance by the greatest Uma alive?

Then step closer!

The curtain has risen, the lights are bright, and the show — as always — is all about me♪

Haaah-ha-ha-ha!

Now, tell me — how does it feel to stand in the presence of perfection?」