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

Is that strange? Perhaps a little, but judging by what the Brave Dancer said, she's deliberately using such misleading remarks to create misunderstandings... Your performance is truly different from your performance on the court, Ms. Carol.

laugh.

"Okay, now I'm really not teasing you anymore, but the Secretariat is completely furious because of your current appearance."

"Or rather, she has always had someone else's shadow in your eyes, a shadow she has never seen before."

The brave dancer actually knew this all along, but why did she need to say it before?

Secretariat, oh Secretariat, is it your turn now to face your true feelings? Is it your turn to think about how to face this slow-witted guy in my arms?

This is all I can do for you, Secretariat. The rest is up to you, okay?

But Songge, if I ask you to do this, you won't be able to refuse, right?

laugh.

"Wait, you're saying that the Secretariat has been treating me like, uh... a meal replacement for Mu Liuge? Does that make sense?"

"Of course, it's better to say that the Secretariat's feelings for Miss Liuge are actually an unparalleled desire for a challenge. After giving you this information, you will understand everything, right?"

Unparalleled desire for challenge...?

That secretariat...?

Gotham Carol didn't understand why, but for some reason she recalled the first time she saw Secretariat at the school gate.

The horse girl who looks solemn and majestic, but can't help but exude a weird, terrifying and violent atmosphere from the corners.

Ah, does the Secretariat really exist like this?

"You're saying, Miss Brave Dancer... that Secretariat actually sees more of Liuge in me, and, uh... hopes that when I grow up, I can have an all-out running fight with her?"

What is this?

Gotham Carol was speechless. She was at a loss and a little amused, but she knew clearly that if Miss Secretariat made such a strong request, then she really had no way to refuse.

After all, what Gotham Carol wanted to do was actually helped by Secretariat, and it was just a run as hard as it could be, which didn't seem that impossible.

"It seems you already understand the current situation? That's good, but it's not that scary. I think Ms. Secretariat has calmed down by now. Well—at least, she won't be so anxious to put forward her demands. You still have plenty of time."

Why does it sound like I'm back at the Arc de Triomphe? How strange!

Gotham Carol was helpless before she broke free from the Brave Dancer's chest. She straightened her clothes before looking at Old Man No. 3 who was staring at her from behind in the dark room.

"I think I understand, but this is really hard to accept..."

Are you saying that in the eyes of others, I have become a meal replacement for "myself"?

Stop being so funny, you horse girls! This is the real world, not some weird urban novel!

But if there's still plenty of time, there's no need to rush, right? Anyway, Gotham Carol was surprisingly calm.

Oh, isn’t it just the runaway Secretariat? Can she be scarier than Mejiro-gamine?

Gotham Carol thought so and prepared to leave the stadium with Brave Dancer.

Anyway, everything that needed to be done for today is almost done. It’s time to go back and prepare for a rest, or rather... go say hello to some little idiot who said it’s been a long time since we last met, or something like that, right?

After saying goodbye to the Brave Dancer when leaving the stadium, Gotham Carol naturally got on the Mejiro family's special car and returned to Mejiro Castle accompanied by Ruby.

However, there is no so-called celebration party tonight. This is a special request of Gotham Carol.

After all, the opponent she defeated was her good sister McQueen. She only got second place on the field, and she had to celebrate with her family off the field for her opponent.

Gotham Carol had never encountered such a thing, and she had no way of understanding such feelings, but even for the sake of everything possible, she rejected such content, just to take care of McQueen's feelings.

Then after a brief conversation, he returned to his room.

Sure enough, in the dark room, Gotham Carol saw a pair of big, fluttering eyes directed at the horse girl lying on her bed.

…Is my bed where some horsegirl spawns? Anyone who wants to draw cards can just lie down on my bed and click on the single draw button…

Wow, the golden legend!

Why do I always have this sense of déjà vu?

Gotham Carol, feeling somewhat amused and helpless, walked up and lifted a corner of the box, arriving at her usual spot.

"Can't sleep by yourself?"

"Um...can you stay with your sister?"

Faced with such a thing, who can say no... Really, why is this child much more shy than when he was a child?

Gotham Carol clearly remembers that when she was a child, Megumi McQueen would use his already exaggerated weight at that time to give her a fatal blow when she was caught off guard.

But now...

Gotham Carol looked at the people around her in the dim night. There was no light in her room, but she could only see some rough outlines through the moonlight that always sneaked in from the edge of the curtains.

McQueen's face looked a little uneasy, and...

Gotham Carol boldly hugged the person next to her, placing his palm on her cheek and pressing gently.

“Ah…! Sister Song…”

"McQueen, why are you so thin?"

Gotham Carol was puzzled. She was actually a little bit unbelievable about such a thing - where is my fat colt, my lovely fat colt, is this still you?

The atmosphere fell into silence. Gotham Carol looked at McQueen with a strange expression that carried a more complicated meaning. For a moment, she couldn't figure out what this expression meant and could only fall into deep silence and confusion.

It was only after a long time that Mebiro McQueen leaned against Gotham Carol's shoulder and whispered a reply.

"Because I've been trying my best, and I've also been restraining myself from eating sweets..."

McQueen refrained from sweets?

It really took a lot for her to be able to keep it up... But now, she still has to eat a little occasionally, right?

"Is that so? Sorry McQueen, but I'm back now, okay?"

When I come back, I can do whatever you want, right?

I will support you.

Gotham Carol didn't say that. She just hugged McQueen even tighter, and then conveyed the warmth of a sister that she hadn't had time to give to him during the day.

"Okay, it's late, stop talking McQueen, it's time to rest, come with me."

"Ah...Okay, okay, Sister Songge, okay..."

I will be good and obedient, so don’t leave me, don’t leave me…

Mebiro McQueen didn't say anything more. She just hugged Gotham Carol tightly in return, as if responding to the hard-earned warmth.

Then, the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms in the dark room.

In reality, Gotham Carol knew she could say more to reassure McQueen, but there wasn't much need for that, right? Or rather...she still had plenty of time to prove herself with her actions, rather than just saying more now.

Today the sun sets, and in the dark room two people embrace. Then tomorrow when the sun rises...

Doesn’t intimate physical contact transcend the time of morning and evening and can it be said to last all day long?

That's still a long time, isn't it?

Gotham Carol thought so, so she quickly fell asleep as usual. However, just as she was about to fall asleep, she felt the person beside her unconsciously approaching with even greater attachment...

Mejiro McQueen fell asleep even faster, as if she had finally found a haven where she could calm down. Just one breath made her so drowsy that she would subconsciously move closer and closer.

This kid.

Gotham Carol naturally didn't say much, she just fell into a deep sleep.

Goodnight McQueen…

I was supposed to sleep until tomorrow!

Well, Gotham Carol originally thought it should be like this, but when her consciousness completely sank, she found herself standing in the gloomy rainy day again.

What is the surrounding environment like?

A place that is both familiar and unfamiliar, the place where she created legends and history, the place where her name truly resounds throughout the world.

Longchamp, Arc de Triomphe.

Then, who is standing in front of her?

It's Phantom Flow Song.

At this time, a relatively shorter person was sitting in the audience with his back to her in this illusion, looking at the empty stadium without any reaction.

Gotham Carol quickly figured out his situation. Was this considered... overtime work after falling asleep?

However, she didn't seem unhappy at all.

No matter what, Phantom Liuge came into this world because of her. This feeling is quite novel. Although there is no mental preparation, no so-called awareness or cognition, when you come to your senses, this new person who inherited your name "bloodline" is already by your side...

But in short, should we take such responsibility or deny it?

Gotham Carol sat down next to Phantom and then squeezed the wrist of the person who showed no reaction to her presence.

Feeling the force of resistance, it was obvious that Phantom Liuge was not willing to hand his hand over to another person.

But even so, Gotham Carol was resolute and powerful. Although she didn't succeed the first time, she finally got what she wanted and held Phantom Liuge in her arms with the hand that led to her.

In this illusion, her power failed to tame this stubborn guy at the first moment.

In that case, don't blame me for flipping the table for a naughty kid like you, hehe!

Gotham Carol took a deep breath, and then the next second she let go of Phantom Flow Singer's palm. Before the guy who was being pulled just now could react, she directly hugged his waist to gain strength, then leaned forward -

Gotham Carol's body crossed the last distance between the two people and stuck to Phantom Liuge's body.

If you don't want to come to me, then I will use any means to get close to you, little guy.

In the end, Gotham Carol still heard the gritted murmur of Phantom Song.

“So cunning…!”

"But it's useful, isn't it?"

Then, Gotham Carol took the initiative and leaned on Phantom Liuge's shoulder.

Slender, narrow, and a little trembling... Can't this child be more proactive in leaning on my shoulder... Forget it, there will always be that day, right?

A cute wild cat who is unwilling, or still insisting on not being domesticated.

"But if you don't want to be hugged by me, then I can only find a way to make you hug me, right?"

"I'm just that cunning."

Chapter 126: Morning in Mejiro Castle

When he woke up the next morning, Gotham Carol only felt deeply suffocated.

what is the reason?

Yes…

Mebai McQueen hugged her tightly, not wanting to separate at all. The tight fit of their bodies brought severe confinement and unbearable pressure on his chest.

Then, there was the psychological blow caused by Zhuo Fu, who hugged her tightly from the other side of her body.

Uh... Zhuo Fu hugging her from behind...? Ahahaha, I must have overslept, this must be a dream, yes, it is a dream.

Gotham Carol thought so, she closed her eyes deeply, wanting to escape into her dreams to find the Phantom Liuge who she could not tame no matter how hard she tried.

That child was like a wild cat. No matter how you tried to please him or untie his knot, he refused to speak. But he didn't threaten her with his breath, he just resisted all interactions.

Gotham Carol didn't know how long she had been trying. In short, she kept trying and never loosened her arms, but Phantom Liuge showed a very determined resistance until the end.

Oh, I finally understand how difficult it is to be a parent... I wish all children were as well-behaved as Xiaofen.

Well, yes, anyway, let's go find Phantom Liuge and give it another try. Maybe we'll succeed soon. It's much better than facing this absurd dream and waking up to find Zhuo Fu holding my dream, right? Hahaha...

But, this must be a dream, right? It can only be a dream, right?!

How could this be a dream, you bastard? Stop running away from this sudden accident and reality!!!

Gotham Carol roared in her heart, and then opened her eyes, unable to sleep at all. She looked at Megumi McQueen who was clinging to her arms, and Zhuo Fu who was sleeping soundly and sweetly on the other side, and she could even see the crystal liquid on the edge of her lips.

You sleep so badly that it's hard to accept, Zhuo Fu!

Calm down, calm down. Although I am curious why the younger foal who admires me appears in my bed after waking up, now is not the time to be curious about the reason. What should I really prioritize?