The way Uma Musume looks at me is so scary!

She didn't notice the expression on Xiu Xingmeng's face as she stood there, but instead muttered to herself with a sigh.

"That horse girl with the goose feathers is really amazing; she almost single-handedly finished her breakfast."

"What's her name...?"

With her head bowed, Xiu Xingmeng asked, her voice filled with a deep, almost palpable, resentment.

"Let me think... Oh, I think she said her name was Tamamo Cross."

Tamamo Cross, I've heard of this name before. Rumor has it that she's a very skilled horse racer with goose feathers.

The information matched the information provided by the cafeteria lady.

"I will never forgive you! Tamamo Cross!"

Ignoring the aunt's surprised look, Xiu Xingmeng clenched her fists, growled, and turned to leave the cafeteria.

She had only eaten half a bowl of rice and miso soup last night and was already starving. If she hadn't used thinking to distract herself on the train, Xiu Xingmeng felt that she wouldn't have made it to the cafeteria.

But just as she pushed open the cafeteria door full of hope, she received a hellish answer.

Even a low growl meant to vent her anger couldn't quell the hunger in her stomach. After leaving the cafeteria, Xiu Xingmeng looked rather listless. She casually found a wall to lean against to try and ease her discomfort.

In her daze, Xiu Xingmeng even remembered her white skill, Endurance. Why could she only endure pain? Wasn't hunger uncomfortable? Or was it that she could endure hunger if she upgraded this skill to blue?

Just as Xiu Xingmeng was losing her senses and even wanted to use a prop, a sweet voice rang out behind her.

"Eh? Embroidered Star Dream?"

Hearing the voice, Xiu Xingmeng turned around and found a familiar-looking racehorse girl holding two cups of drinks with bee patterns on them.

"Thank you, Dragon King of the East Sea."

In just thirty seconds, Xiu Xingmeng finished the cup of super sweet honey water. She wiped her mouth and thanked the racehorse girl who had given her the honey water.

"It's the Emperor of the East Sea! Didn't we just meet yesterday?"

Donghai said with a hint of annoyance, but her coquettish tone made it sound like she was being affectionate.

"I'm sorry, I called you by the wrong name. Please forgive me, Emperor of the Earth."

Xiu Xingmeng said sincerely, realizing she had called him by the wrong name.

"Why are there fewer and fewer elements containing my name?!"

Embarrassed and annoyed by being called the wrong name repeatedly, the Emperor of the East Sea tapped Xiu Xingmeng lightly, but the weak force only made it seem like she was being coquettish.

"I'm very sorry, it's probably because I didn't eat breakfast. I apologize again, Lord Sea Tiger Martial God."

"Who is that?! It has nothing to do with me anymore!"

For the Emperor of the East Sea, meeting Xiu Xingmeng was nothing more than yesterday. But for Xiu Xingmeng, it was a memory from long ago. Deliberately using banter and jokes would help her recall things related to the Emperor of the East Sea.

I was definitely not teasing her on purpose.

"You're just teasing me on purpose, aren't you?"

The Emperor of the East Sea looked into Xiu Xingmeng's eyes with suspicion, but she remained unfazed, as if she were truly delirious due to skipping breakfast.

In the end, the kind-hearted Emperor of the East Sea merely sighed in a perfunctory manner before handing another cup of honey water to Xiu Xingmeng.

"Then let's replenish our energy with sugar."

"Honey water, you bastard..."

"My name is the Emperor of the East Sea! Why have I turned into a beverage?!"

Finally, Xiu Xingmeng gulped down the honey water that the Emperor of the East Sea had prepared for his morning class.

Watching Xiu Xingmeng's complexion gradually change from pale to rosy, the Emperor of the East Sea squatted down beside her, resting his chin on his hand, and asked with some suspicion.

"I remember you were quite serious during your debut battle, weren't you?"

"Why did he go astray after only one day?"

"It's probably because of a happy event."

Suddenly realizing that she had already traveled nearly a fifth of the way to her goal, Xiu Xingmeng naturally felt much more relaxed after getting rid of hunger.

But the words had a different meaning to the Emperor of the East Sea.

"Is it really taking this long to unleash the joy of the debut battle?"

"but--"

As she spoke, the East Sea Emperor stood up. With her back to the sun, she was surrounded by warm light, making her appear to be glowing.

She pointed at Xiu Xingmeng and announced loudly in her uniquely charming voice.

"I'm not going to lose the next match!"

"I, the Emperor of the East Sea, will become an undefeated triple crown racehorse!"

The term "Triple Crown" struck a nerve with Xiu Xingmeng. Although she didn't yet know the specific conditions for obtaining the Triple Crown certificate, it meant she wouldn't give up any opportunity to win it.

The classic real-world triple crown tournament is naturally included.

In other words, the Emperor of the East Sea will become his rival.

Even the benefactor who had given her two cups of honey water would not easily hand over the three crowns. The sharpness in Xiu Xingmeng's eyes, who had once confronted the great opera, subconsciously gathered.

But before she could stand up, a familiar ringtone sounded in the air above Tresson.

Class is about to start.

There was no time to chat. Xiu Xingmeng and Donghai Diwang exchanged a glance and immediately ran towards the teaching building.

As racehorse girls, they were naturally able to arrive at the classroom before class. Before they parted ways to go to their respective classrooms, the East Sea Emperor looked at Xiu Xingmeng with a strange gaze.

"I feel like your dexterity has improved a lot, even though it's only been a day."

"Didn't you use your full strength in your debut battle?"

Before Xiu Xingmeng could answer, the Emperor of the East Sea spoke to himself.

"But it doesn't matter. Even if you preserve your strength, I, the Emperor of the East Sea, will definitely be able to defeat you and become the undefeated triple crown racehorse girl."

"Just you wait, I will defeat you at the Satsuki Sho!"

After saying that, he ran towards his classroom.

Similar words startled Xiu Xingmeng for a moment, but she immediately shook her head and walked towards her classroom.

But she didn't forget her most important purpose for today: Xiu Xingmeng still needed to ask her teacher about the details of the G3 event.

Chapter 44 The Triangle of Dreams (4k)

"Halo, what's wrong?"

A friend sent a caring greeting, and the Holy King's Halo shook his head and smiled.

"It's nothing, maybe I haven't been sleeping well lately."

After hearing what the Holy King's Halo said, the followers around him started discussing how to cure insomnia, but the Holy King's Halo, the protagonist of the conversation, didn't listen to a word.

The reason for her poor mental state was neither insomnia nor staying up late, but a dream.

A dream that is remarkably similar to reality.

In the dream, Saint King's life trajectory seemed no different from reality, except for one thing: she had a younger sister named Xiu Xingmeng.

Because of this younger sister, the Holy King Aura did many foolish things that would never be done in the real world, and also experienced many emotional fluctuations that could not be experienced in the real world.

Whenever she wakes up from a dream, she would subconsciously call out Xiu Xingmeng's name, as if she really had a younger sister at home.

Dreams always fade with time, so the Holy King's Halo didn't notice this at first.

Until he did something in his dream world that he could not undo, the guilt and pain that surged from his heart made the Holy King's Halo want to rush into the dream and slap himself twice.

But she couldn't do it. In her dream, the Holy King's Halo could still go to the tombstone to cry, but where could the Holy King's Halo in reality find a racehorse girl named Xiuxingmeng?

"A halo? I heard melatonin is very effective for insomnia, want to give it a try?"

Her friend nudged the shoulder of the Holy King's Halo, drawing her attention from the ethereal dream back to reality.

She turned her head, about to chat with her friends, when out of the corner of her eye she saw a familiar racehorse girl walking anxiously past in the distance.

Narita walked absentmindedly through the campus. As the class monitor, she usually stayed in the classroom during lunch break to help classmates who needed assistance, but recently she hadn't been in the mood for that.

The reason is simple: it was a dream.

It's like a dream from another real world.

In her dream, Narita Ji had a good friend since her debut. She was straightforward and often said things that made people blush. Sometimes she also liked to play pranks to make others happy. Because of her straightforward behavior, others could not tell whether she was playing a prank or was really unconscious.

However, Narita still likes this friend very much. She likes her persistence and her performance on the track. Once she enters the race, this racehorse girl is like a diamond placed in the sunlight, instantly bursting out with dazzling light.

Even in my dreams, when I'm on the field alongside her as her opponent, I can't help but yearn for her brilliance.

I wish I could stay on the field with her forever.

Narita thought this in his dream, and in the real world, Narita was gradually drawn to that dazzling light as well.

Until that devastating news arrived, when Narita finally reached the finish line of the Satsuki Sho race, he saw only a figure lying in the rain.

Narita was overwhelmed with indescribable emotions. He knew he should have had a chance to save her in the dream. What if he had been more forceful in his persuasion? What if he had been able to stop her suicidal training pace?

If possible, she really hoped to meet that racehorse girl again, and this time Naritaji would protect her no matter what.

Narita, walking with her head down, saw a familiar strand of brown hair drift past her, but she was too preoccupied with regret to greet it.

The same applies to Orihime.

She has been troubled by a dream lately.

The girl Orihime, who dreams of her love, has known a rather special racehorse girl since her debut battle.

She was determined to win, even at the cost of her own destruction.

This persistence made Ai-Akihime see her own reflection in that horse racer girl, and after getting to know her better, Ai-Akihime discovered that this horse racer girl named Hidehoshi-mu actually had an older sister, which made her feel a sense of déjà vu even more.

Because of her striking resemblance to herself and the fact that she has an older sister, the dream of the embroidered star often makes the adoring Orihime place her in the phantom of her own sister.

In a sense, the dream-loving Orihime has already regarded the Holy King's Halo and the sisters Xiuxingmeng as projections of herself and her younger sister. The regrets that she could not fulfill should at least not happen to Xiuxingmeng and the others.

Having made her own efforts to express her love for Orihime, she thought that would be enough. She believed that she could be satisfied simply by watching them be happy from afar.

Unfortunately, fate was unkind, and her efforts could not change that tragic ending.

Awakening from her dream, Orihime even thought it was her sister questioning her, asking if she could only watch helplessly as tragedy struck without being able to respond.

However, when he looked up at the stars, he did not sense the slightest negative emotion in them.

Perhaps this is a reminder from her younger sister.

The lover in his dream, Orihime, hesitated and was unable to take things further, remaining in the distance of the Embroidered Star Dream, silently watching her.

If the same thing happens again, I will never just stay in the same place.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

I heard a loud laugh.

Just as Aimu was heading to the cafeteria, her ears twitched, but she didn't stop walking. As an old rival who had once stepped into the same arena, she was already used to that distinctive loud laugh.

Good Opera stood in the very center of Theresienwiese, arms crossed and beaming, while the renowned general, Raging Waves, looked at her with a puzzled expression, wondering why she had suddenly become so energetic today.

"Has something good happened?"

I recently had a dream!

After hearing the opera's answer, the still confused general Nu Tao hesitated and said...

"Oh? That must be a beautiful dream, something that can make a good opera so happy."

"No, to be precise, it was a nightmare. Its ending was a Shakespearean tragedy of fate."

The tone of a good opera is like a chant, as if it too is lamenting the tragic fate.

"Eh? Eh?!"

The famous general Nutao, who had originally hoped to get an answer, was even more confused. Would a normal person be happy because of having a nightmare?

As if seeing through the words in the heart of the famous general, Fu Tao, Good Opera smiled confidently at her and said loudly.

"Fate! So-called fate is an unchangeable reality! But if someone could know everything before fate occurs, surely they could reverse the cruel tragedy as easily as breaking the strings of the three Fates!"

Bombarded by the string of terms related to "good opera," the renowned general Nu Tao could only stare blankly as she performed.