I only have one year to live, so I must become a legendary horse girl!

This is true even if it means seeing more about yourself.

After almost a whole night of being nearly humiliated in the mall—why would such words be used?

The answer is that one-tenth of the shops in the entire shopping mall are related to her, and their business is booming!

Can you believe that so many stores of the same type have similar business and are always crowded because too many people come to buy, so that even with so many sales areas, the customer flow is evenly divided. Can such a thing really happen in a shopping mall?

Gotham Carol didn't understand, Gotham Carol was shocked.

And the truly magical thing is not just that. The truly magical thing is that Gotham Carol never thought that one day she would become the prototype of someone else's cosplay.

There are even ten COSERs in ten stores dressed up as her, and some of them even have COSERs dressed as Brave Dancer to sell CP!

No, what's the point of this? Is this still France? Gotham Carol always felt like the sky was falling again and again, until the three goddesses revealed a pair of eyes and said to her with a sweet smile.

Hi, do you like this kind of popular future that is remembered by everyone?

Isn't this your greatest obsession when you were burning yourself and running desperately?

Gotham Carol was stunned and didn't know how to react to such a thing.

No, I did want to be remembered by everyone, but wasn’t there a countdown telling me that I only had one year to live?

If I knew I could win the resurrection match, would I still do this?!

Didn’t I find a place where no one can find me long ago and look at the -1s every day and every hour and every minute and sigh that today’s weather is so good! !

Three goddesses, are you planning to plot against me too?

Gotham Carol was furious, and then completely speechless about the fact that it had so many cosplayers.

Although it is somewhat comforting that all horse girls are extremely beautiful, at least people don't have to be shocked when they see scary creatures that look like themselves but are not themselves on the street.

But even so, seeing a group of "myself" really makes me feel very strange! So strange that I really want to travel back in time and slap Bo Mu Liu Ge.

Hey, stupid thing, stop trying so hard, there is still a resurrection match, do you hear me?

and……

You are also one of the people being cosplayed, Yongwuzhe. You old fellow, number three, seem to have some objections to me!

Could it be that you betrayed me too?

Brave Dancer-san, weren't we once the closest rivals?!

Gotham Carol looked up at the Brave Dancer, and then saw a look of love and support in the eyes of this guy next to him, whose true nature was gradually being revealed.

I'm supporting the cosplay of the Brave Dancer...right? It has to be, please, it has to be.

Please, I'll do anything as long as you just support cosplay.

Gotham Carol has absolutely no idea how to react. Hmm... describe how she feels right now?

To put it simply... I've seen too many strange things, and they're too bizarre, and I'm completely numb.

Haha, it’s a nice day today, and the invisible sun in this shopping mall really makes people feel warm.

Gotham Carol didn't know what happened next. She just felt that her memory was blank. When she came to her senses, she leaned on the shoulder of the First Ruby and sat on the car going home.

Um, I’m returning to the home of the brave dancer.

Gotham Carol still vaguely remembered Ruby's soft voice of comfort, and such things made her feel a little better.

But this was also the end of her fragmented memory of last night. At the end of the fragmented image, there was only one picture where her vision froze.

That was the brave dancer who had casually draped his pajamas, which had the portrait of Bo Mu Liu Ge printed on it, over the middle of the front seat.

Hey, it's not Old Thing Number Three. Sooner or later, one day I...

Anyway, that's all Gotham Carol remembered when she woke up in bed the next morning, comforted by her new universe's arms.

However, there is another thing that makes Gotham Carol particularly confused.

Maybe it was to take First Ruby's feelings into consideration? Anyway, when choosing a room yesterday, New Universe took the initiative to suggest that she sleep next to Gotham Carol.

Since the New Universe was so proactive, Gotham Carol naturally would not raise any objections, so after returning yesterday, the two of them probably returned to their respective rooms.

This is why Gotham Carol returns to the question just now.

When and how did you get from your room to my bed?

"I came here not long after I came back."

New Universe responded quite confidently, or rather, wasn't this something the two of them had already gotten used to?

"I can't sleep if I'm not with Carol."

Gotham Carol nodded, not quite understanding.

Forget it, New Universe said so, and it’s really not a big deal. Just hug her. It’s not the first time between the two of them, so it’s not a big deal.

After getting up, Gotham Carol watched helplessly as New Universe opened the window and disappeared without a trace. Maybe he went back to his room to change clothes and wash up?

Anyway, Gotham Carol changed into her home clothes and started to wash up. Of course, she patiently collected as much of her hair as possible that was left on the bedside - at least she didn't find any that were left, probably because they were all pinched away.

The home clothes chosen by Gotham Carol today are a white dress with lace and satin waist decorations. It even boldly exposes the shoulders, using only shoulder straps for support.

Putting down the toothbrush and throwing away the hair, Gotham Carol flushed the toilet to destroy the evidence. After confirming again and again that she had not forgotten anything, she pushed the door and walked out of her room.

Ah, thank you, the magical three goddesses, thank you, Uma Musume's magical physique. If I lost a lot of hair, it would be really troublesome.

In that case, I might as well just shave my head...!

Anyway, the first horse girl Gotham Carol saw after leaving the house was First Ruby, who was reading a book in the small rest area at the corner of the stairs at the end of the corridor.

Obviously, she had been waiting for some time.

Perhaps she heard the approaching footsteps of Gotham Carol. In any case, First Ruby, who had changed into a light and conservative dress, put down her book and greeted Gotham Carol with a faint smile.

"Good morning, Carol."

It seems that I am the first person to see Carol today. This is a good start, right?

The First Ruby actually had some small things to do, but as soon as she knew that Gotham Carol was going to Paris, she turned down all the news, and finally caught the same flight.

Hmm—should I say it, opportunities must be grasped firmly and not allowed to slip away? Or perhaps the First Ruby also has a considerable sense of urgency.

In short, on the first morning in Paris, the First Ruby quickly gained a huge advantage, and this was just the beginning -!

"Ah, good morning Ruby, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Gotham Carol nodded seriously, then looked curiously at the book in the First Ruby's hand.

Well...it's the biography of Bo Mu Liu Ge.

It is also a more serious and formal version with relatively fewer errors.

But how should I put it, even on the second day, Gotham Carol still had a certain feeling.

He is so handsome and sharp, and the twilight song is still chasing me.

However, just when Gotham Carol fell into complete silence, the sound of a door opening was heard from the other side behind them.

Who is it? It seems to be the room of the new old guy number three.

Although some "unpleasant" things happened yesterday, Gotham Carol still decided to say hello properly, and she turned around.

Then his cheeks twisted tightly.

Anyway, Brave Dancer bought a lot of things yesterday, and one of them was something that made Gotham Carol's eyes go dark.

The pajamas with my big head printed on them.

Why bring this up at this time?

That's pajamas, that's morning, that's brave dancers.

Now, the brave dancer who left the room in the morning was wearing that pajamas.

Wearing those pajamas!!!

Gotham Carol felt that she was about to scream hysterically, but she tried her best to suppress her despair.

She even suspected that the brave dancer had discovered her identity and was deliberately provoking her!

But this thought only lasted for a moment, and after coming to his senses, Gotham Carol told himself that it was impossible.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The brave dancers had not had much contact with her in daily life. During the period of Dusk Flowing Song, the only place where the two of them met was at the competition venue. Although they met more often now, it was only for business purposes.

In other words... who are you, Brave Dancer? Do you understand Dusk Song and Gotham Anthem?

The brave dancers didn't know what she looked like, and there was no evidence to confirm her identity.

Besides, what's the point of provoking her like this? Even if we assume that the Brave Dancer knows her identity, there is no logic to explain her thoughts.

Can it be explained simply by such absurd logic as a whim or a thought of fun that cannot be explained by logic?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

We adult horse girls are supposed to be rational and logical. It is impossible for such a ridiculous thing to happen to a brave dancer.

In short, after a rough analysis in his heart, Gotham Ode, whose shame and blood pressure were soaring, felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, this means that the brave dancer is absolutely safe.

A slight Gotham ode showed a relieved expression.

But this expression was accurately captured by the brave dancer.

Silly boy...why do you think I am called a tactical master on the field?

Isn’t this unilaterally known game between us a kind of competition?

The brave dancer had anticipated this. Or rather...she was fully aware of such things and that was why she felt so confident and bold to do so.

No more, no less, testing the limits of shame that Gotham Anthem thinks is the limit of shame, and now it seems~

The effect is really great.

Oh, when the Brave Dancer thought about how someone on the other side of the ocean, with the time difference, discussed this possibility with him late at night, he wanted to laugh out loud.

Secretariat, this is where you're not as good as me, right? Hehe, as an old friend, you probably don't mind if I jump the gun a bit, right?

It's no use for you to mind it, since you haven't seen any clues yet anyway. Oh, it's so pitiful.

The brave dancer said nothing, just staring at the Gotham Carol.

The person being looked at felt a little uneasy. He nervously took a half step back and then asked with his hands in front of him.

"Why, what's wrong, Miss Brave Dancer? Why are you looking at me like that again?"

"Oh, it's not a hymn, it's just that the Secretariat asked you to call her, and also, the Hai family in England."

Gotham Carol blinked. It turned out to be a serious matter. She thought that the Brave Dancer was going to do something horrible.

It’s okay as long as you have something important to do.

However, it is understandable that the Secretariat asked her to make a phone call. After all, Gotham Carols actually went abroad for an "expedition" in advance under the pretext of participating in the Irish Championship. As the person in charge in this regard, it is understandable that the Secretariat made a phone call.

But, the British Hai family...? What? Why are you looking for me? Is there any connection between us?

Gotham Carol was confused, but still picked up the phone and called Secretariat.

What was unexpected was that the call between the two countries with a time difference was answered immediately, but the secretariat's voice sounded a little tired.

After a brief inquiry and chat, and confirming that everything was fine with Gotham Carol, the Secretariat ended the inquiry without any abnormality, and stated that if there were any difficulties, they could go to the Brave Dancer and they would not be polite.

The brave dancer on the other end of the phone even expressed his approval of such remarks, and generously said that when has the relationship between us ever been bad - who is who between you, the Secretariat, and me, the brave dancer?

Such righteousness and generosity touched 80 million French people.

In short, the extremely relieved Secretariat did not say much, and Gotham Carol only looked at the Brave Dancer curiously after hanging up.

Why are the Hai family in the UK waiting for me to contact them? It's so strange.

The brave dancer did not respond immediately. She wanted to laugh so much that she was afraid that she would not be able to hold it back once she opened her mouth.

"Ha...haha...ahem, astronomer."

"Why are you suddenly mentioning this guy...?"

Gotham Carol frowned, she was even more confused.

An astronomer? Wasn't that what brought her to France in the first place?

"The Astronomer is the head horsewoman of the Hai family."