The way Uma Musume looks at me is so scary!

But the moment Xiu Xingmeng took a step, her body lost control of its steps due to the unfamiliar agility, and she actually tripped and fell on the flat ground.

"Gu..."

I forgot that my speed attribute had already been upgraded to B-level. I never expected that my first Waterloo after returning to reality would be this. Floor, you win!

Xiu Xingmeng, who was sitting on the ground, looked around and thankfully there were no people nearby.

She pretended nothing had happened, patted her bottom, and stood up.

"Just be careful on the way home," Xiu Xingmeng thought to herself.

The minor setback did not dampen her good mood.

It wasn't just because she had spoken to the Holy King's halo, but also because she saw Narita and the others visiting her. Knowing that there were still people in this world who cared about her made her happy no matter what.

Being cared for and loved by others, even after returning to the real world, and even knowing that this precious memory could only be kept in her heart, does not prevent Xiu Xingmeng from feeling happy at this moment.

"Hum hum--"

Even with the utmost care in controlling her steps, Xiu Xingmeng quickly arrived at the door of her apartment building.

Calling it an apartment is a bit of an exaggeration; what Xiu Xingmeng was looking at was just a dilapidated two-story building.

"Oh my! Xiaomeng's back?"

There was a small room at the entrance of the building, where the dormitory supervisor lived. When she saw Xiu Xingmeng return, she immediately smiled and greeted her kindly.

"I'm back!"

Because she was in a good mood, Xiu Xingmeng's answer sounded very energetic. The dormitory supervisor, of course, didn't know the stories she had experienced, but she clearly already had her own answers.

"We all watched the debut competition! Xiaomeng is really amazing!"

As she spoke, she took a piece of candy from the pocket of her apron and handed it to Xiu Xingmeng.

As the only young person in this small building, Xiu Xingmeng is very popular.

She is the only person in this building besides the dormitory manager who doesn't have to worry about her terminal illness. Just watching her run around makes everyone feel energetic.

Yes, as a run-down apartment building near the hospital, it's certainly more than just a place for many patients.

This place is inhabited by people suffering from terminal illnesses who are unwilling to die. Even if they cannot afford hospital fees, they want to live somewhere close to the hospital.

This is why the rent is so cheap. On the one hand, it's because of the help from the dormitory manager, and on the other hand, the place is so unlucky and filled with the atmosphere of death that ordinary people wouldn't live here.

Xiu Xingmeng took the candy from the dorm supervisor, and before she could say anything, the smiling supervisor patted her on the shoulder and said something.

"You must be very tired after running around all day. Go back and rest."

"Oh oh."

Xiu Xingmeng, who had just put the candy in her mouth, could only nod in response.

Crossing the doorway and heading towards the small building, Xiu Xingmeng, holding onto the worn-out handrail, went up to the second floor. In front of the first door, she took out a key from her backpack, turned the key, and went inside.

The room was no different from what I remembered. The edges of the yellowed wallpaper were slightly curled, revealing the traces of time, but the walls and floors were spotless.

Training notes were piled on the old, peeling tea table; the worn wardrobe door was closed tightly; a faded but neatly made blue checkered sheet covered the narrow single bed; and an old towel folded into a square lay beside the pillow.

"He's back."

In the real world, Xiu Xingmeng is nothing more than going out to participate in a debut competition.

As for Xiu Xingmeng, she actually spent nearly ten years in the world of the script. As Yongwu's daughter, she even forgot what it felt like to be troubled by money.

The milk candy in her mouth was sickeningly sweet. A faint aroma of rice and salt wafted through the air. Following the scent, Xiu Xingmeng discovered that there was still half a bowl of rice and miso soup left in the kitchen.

Past memories were awakened through her sense of smell. Xiu Xingmeng suddenly remembered that it was breakfast she had prepared because she was going to her debut battle today and couldn't stop by the cafeteria in Teresen to eat. It was also her dinner for today.

Just then, Xiu Xingmeng's stomach rumbled, and the hunger that she had temporarily forgotten due to excitement became intense again under the stimulation of milk candy and rice.

The last time I ate a meal in the real world was probably during a competition, when I received a player's meal?

Since things have come to this, let's eat first. Xiu Xingmeng breathed a sigh of relief and carried the rice and miso soup to the old tea table, placing her backpack on the cushion next to the table.

The people here seem to really enjoy eating cold food. Xiu Xingmeng doesn't comment on their preferences, but she still prefers hot food.

However, there was no convenient microwave oven in the room, and Xiu Xingmeng, who was already starving, was too lazy to turn on the stove to heat it up. She simply poured the soup into her rice and swallowed it all at once.

The cooled miso soup had an unbearable saltiness, and the rice that couldn't be soaked turned into clumps of cold, sticky lumps that got stuck in my throat.

Fortunately, Xiu Xingmeng still had half a bottle of mineral water left from the debut competition. She took it out of her backpack, drank it all in one gulp, and at least she didn't have to drink tap water anymore.

The solid feeling coming from her stomach finally freed Xiu Xingmeng from the torment of hunger.

"How much money is left after paying the medical bills?"

She muttered to herself as she rummaged through her backpack.

Holding the much thinner envelope, Xiu Xingmeng felt no frustration; she was used to this kind of thing.

The world of the script is a beautiful dream, and the precious memories and joy it gave to Xiuxing will never change.

But it's time for her to consider real-world issues.

"I guess I still need to find a competition to participate in first. I remember I wrote down some competitions in my training notes. Oh, and I also need to get used to my body's coordination..."

Completing the main quest is not the end; for Xiu Xingmeng, it's just the beginning.

The dim light flickered in the quiet room, making Xiu Xingmeng's shadow appear and disappear as she sat at the old tea table, contemplating the future as usual.

Chapter 42 When people are hungry, they must eat.

"Jingle Bell--"

The ringing of her cell phone shattered Xiu Xingmeng's dream. She opened her eyes slightly, still a little dazed, and saw a beam of sunlight shining through the window and onto the old tea table.

Is it already morning?

Xiu Xingmeng slowly straightened her back while holding onto the tea table. Her limbs ached slightly from the stiff sleeping posture, and her head was also a bit muddled. It seemed that her body was still too tired after running yesterday, and she actually fell asleep right there on the tea table.

"Jingle Bell--"

The phone beside her kept vibrating incessantly, which was annoying. Despite her discomfort, Xiu Xingmeng picked it up to turn off the alarm.

After taking it in her hand and opening it, the time and date on the screen made Xiu Xingmeng's somewhat dazed mind, still half-asleep, begin to think subconsciously.

Today, I should be going to school, right?

A bead of cold sweat suddenly rolled down her face.

Turn the screen off, turn the screen on, turn the screen off, turn the screen on. Time flickers in Xiu Xingmeng's hands, and with each confirmation, her mind gradually becomes clearer.

Xiu Xingmeng immediately stood up, haphazardly stuffing things she didn't even know into her backpack, and finished washing up as quickly as she could ever have done in her life. Then she ran towards the door in a few quick steps.

"Xiao Meng? Good morning—"

The dormitory supervisor, who was cleaning, put down her broom when she saw Xiu Xingmeng and was about to greet her when Xiu Xingmeng passed by her with lightning speed. By the time she realized what was happening, she could only see Xiu Xingmeng's back as she waved at her.

"Good morning."

"Oh my, as expected of a racehorse girl, she's so energetic."

The old woman stood there chuckling, as if reminiscing about her youth.

However, for Xiu Xingmeng, who is currently in the prime of her youth, being late for school is nothing to reminisce about.

Under the pressure of time, Xiu Xingmeng, who was still unaccustomed to the sudden increase in speed yesterday, miraculously ran all the way to the tram platform and rushed into the tram in the last second before the doors closed.

"call--"

Finally catching up, Xiu Xingmeng leaned against the railing, panting heavily. Luckily, there weren't many people on the tram yet, otherwise she wouldn't even have room to catch her breath.

Because her place was quite a distance from Tresson, Xiu Xingmeng specifically chose the earliest tram so that she could get to school at her own pace and avoid the morning rush hour for working people.

Actually, it would have been much easier to go to school if we had just lived in Teresen from the beginning.

However, Xiu Xingmeng needed to go to the hospital to take care of her mother frequently, so she really couldn't stay in Tresson's dormitory. That's how it is with patients' families; they're always worried that something might happen.

The fact that she started running as soon as she got up without even having breakfast made Xiu Xingmeng's temples throb, and her throat was also a little sore from thirst. To suppress this discomfort, she simply tried to distract herself by thinking.

Holding onto the handrail inside the tram, Xiu Xingmeng looked at herself in front of the window, stroking her chin in thought.

"The G3 tournament has been selected, but the time is too short and the specific details are still unclear. I'll ask the teacher at school later."

"Let's calculate how many SP points we have left."

"Before completing the first mission in the script world, I exchanged for three items and kept 1000 SP as a backup for medical items, which I also used during the training before the Satsuki Sho."

"At this point, all 4500 SP points obtained from the initial mission have been spent."

"And the points I earned from the script missions are—"

Xiu Xingmeng silently summoned the system in her mind, and smiled as she looked at the numbers on it that were exactly the same as her calculations.

"16000 points!"

Thanks to the extra income from the task settlement evaluation, Xiuxingmeng's SP points reached an astonishing 16,000, almost achieving one-fifth of the target.

Xiu Xingmeng, who had been feeling a bit listless because she had gotten up early and hadn't eaten, gradually became excited.

Just one scripted mission has already pushed the progress bar so far, and the goal of waking up the mother seems to be gradually becoming more and more hopeful.

However, in addition to 100,000 SP, you also need a Triple Crown Certificate to exchange for the Hope Gem.

As the name suggests, it's proof of winning the Triple Crown. It's just unclear whether it requires winning all three classic Triple Crowns at once, or if winning each one once is sufficient.

If it is the latter, wouldn't the dream of winning the Satsuki Prize already be one-third complete?

Feeling slightly agitated, Xiu Xingmeng patted her chest and took a deep breath, telling herself not to be so impatient.

Don't pin your hopes on luck; be prepared for the difficult path of winning three consecutive titles.

However, looking at the bright numbers on the system's shopping mall interface, she felt that such gains were more than enough to satisfy Xiu Xingmeng.

Xiu Xingmeng, whose gaze was fixed on the mall interface, suddenly remembered that the script mission seemed to have unlocked a special item.

She subconsciously scrolled towards the higher-priced items but couldn't find it until she scrolled to the bottom of the mall interface and finally saw the prop.

The Crown of Kings

[Description: A small piece of jewelry made from the crown worn by a certain overlord, which shimmers with a dazzling golden light in the sunlight. Wearing it might slightly increase your intimidation over other racehorse girls.]

Note: "The King will bear it! The King will allow it! The King will shoulder this world!"—So said a laughing racehorse girl.

Exchange Price: 1 SP

It's easy to guess who this overlord will be just by looking at the description. After Xiu Xingmeng redeemed the item, she held it up to the sunlight outside the window, and sure enough, it emitted a dazzling light.

But that girl has actually watched this besides "Northern O God Fist"? Xiu Xingmeng thought she only liked watching operas.

But the thought of her staging a whole "discussion of heroes over wine" in front of him is still a concern.

Does that mean I've actually seen quite a lot of good operas?

A sense of curiosity welled up in Xiu Xingmeng's heart, but she immediately shook her head.

What good is curiosity now? The script mission is over, and she no longer recognizes herself.

Narita Road, Orihime, Yuu, the Holy King's Halo—none of them will remember her.

That memory will only exist in one's own heart.

Xiu Xingmeng fiddled with the ornaments in her hands. Perhaps because hunger affected her mood, she actually felt a little lost at this moment.

"Ding-dong! We are approaching Teresen Station. Passengers, please disembark in an orderly manner, following the order of disembarking first and then boarding."

A gentle female voice rang out in the tram, pulling Xiu Xingmeng out of her thoughts.

She patted her cheeks to cheer herself up and stopped thinking about it, then ran off the tram with her backpack on.

If you're fast enough, you might even make it to the cafeteria for breakfast.

Chapter Forty-Three Honey Water

Encountering a cute girl with bread in her mouth at a street corner on the way to school is a classic anime plot.

Unfortunately, reality isn't an anime, and even in the dream of embroidering stars, there's no bread to eat.

Nothing unexpected happened between the tram stop and Teresen. Xiu Xingmeng ran smoothly to the school gate, nodded to the older sister who liked to wear green hats, and then entered Teresen Academy.

Without hesitation, Xiu Xingmeng ran straight towards the cafeteria, and with her speed, she quickly arrived at her destination.

When Xiu Xingmeng arrived at the cafeteria entrance, she glanced at the time on her phone. There was plenty of time. Xiu Xingmeng, who had come to school hungry, smiled. It was finally time to eat.

"Sorry, student, we've run out of breakfast for today."

The cafeteria worker gave Xiu Xingmeng an apologetic smile.