The way Uma Musume looks at me is so scary!

It wasn't just a backdrop in a script; it was something that actually happened.

A changed... world line...?

As Xiu Xingmeng chewed on the word, she skillfully tied a high ponytail with a red ribbon.

Then, she pointed to the blue ribbon wrapped around the horse's ear of the Holy King's Halo and said with a smile.

“I really like it, and... it matches my sister’s ribbon perfectly.”

Upon hearing this, the Holy King's aura vanished from its earlier unease. Seeing how much Xiu Xingmeng liked the gift he had given her, she put one hand on her hip and the back of her other hand in front of her face, laughing out loud again.

"Of course, after all, I am—"

"A first-rate older sister, indeed."

Before the words of the Holy King's Halo could even finish, Xiu Xingmeng added the second half to her sentence.

Xiu Xingmeng couldn't help but smile when she saw the rosy-cheeked elementary school girl.

Saint King's blush deepened, whether from embarrassment or anger, she ran to Xiu Xingmeng's side, grabbed Xiu Xingmeng's cheek and pretended to be fierce.

"Don't steal your sister's lines!"

Xiu Xingmeng responded with a laugh, though her words were somewhat indistinct.

"Isn't this just to match your style?"

Looking at Xiu Xingmeng, who was all smiles and showed no remorse whatsoever, the Holy King's Halo gave his younger sister's cheeks a good rub.

"Hmph, you foolish little sister, I'll be so kind as to forgive you. After all, I'm a first-rate older sister!"

After rubbing the Holy King's Halo a few more times, she stopped and said, "I don't know if it's just Xiu Xingmeng's imagination, but she feels that the second half of her sentence is spoken a little faster."

Xiu Xingmeng was about to tease her some more, but looking at the Saint King's halo that wasn't much taller than her, she seemed to have thought of something and said something.

"Sister, you have amazing stamina! You've been pulling me along for so long and you're not even out of breath."

Xiu Xingmeng vaguely remembered hearing the name "Saint King's Halo" in real life; it seemed to be a rather outstanding racehorse girl. Since she didn't know how elementary school students should train, why not try training with this racehorse girl who was still an elementary school student?

Before Xiu Xingmeng could even bring it up, the Holy King's Halo proudly puffed out her chest, a smug smile playing on her lips. Her bright eyes shone with undisguised pride and joy; she was genuinely happy to be admired by her younger sister.

"Then let me race you! After all, I'm the best older sister!"

Chapter Thirteen: Not Sweat

"Hey, are we going to start training with Xiaomeng tomorrow?"

That evening, Yongwu, who had recently begun to make a name for herself in the design world, had just returned home and hadn't even had time to put down her bag when the sudden attack of the Holy King's aura caused her brain to short-circuit for a moment.

"Yes! Because we want to be like Mom, we want to become top-notch racehorse girls!"

After saying that, the Holy King's Halo blinked, looking like it wanted to be praised. Seeing this, Yongwu could only say "Great job!" while patting her daughter's head.

Then she turned her gaze to Xiu Xingmeng, who was standing behind the Holy King's halo, and asked.

"Actually, there's no need to rush. After all, you've only just started elementary school. Don't listen to how your older sister talks about how amazing she is. She can run faster than you now just because she's a year older than you."

“She asked me to train her before, but she lost her motivation after just a few days.”

Knowing her two daughters' personalities well, Yongwu knew that the Holy King's Halo, who was still a child and easily distracted, would never suddenly become motivated without a reason. It must have been Xiuxingmeng who brought it up first.

So she ignored the blushing protest of the Holy King's Halo and spoke to Xiu Xingmeng.

"Since the goal is to become a top-class racehorse girl, it's best to start training as early as possible."

Faced with these persuasive words, Xiu Xingmeng, whose main mission is to become a top-notch racehorse girl, has no room to back down.

Looking at Xiu Xingmeng's stubborn eyes, Yongwu knew that for Xiu Xingmeng, who had always been calm and determined and would never change her mind once she made up her mind, there was no point in trying to persuade her with words. So she could only smile helplessly and agree.

But it's okay, just treat it as exercise. It's good that our daughters are healthy, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Yongwu immediately took out her phone from her bag, wanting to call her former trainer and ask someone she trusted to keep an eye on them so they wouldn't accidentally run off course.

Unexpectedly, a call came in as soon as she took out her phone. Yongwu looked at the name on the screen and chose to answer immediately.

"Hello, yes, I am Xiu Xingmeng's parent..."

Upon hearing the word "parents" from Yongwu's mouth, Xiuxingmeng, who was standing to the side, immediately felt like she was being pricked by thorns and realized that something was wrong.

She frowned and slowly retreated behind the halo of the Holy King.

Are you kidding me? I've never had my parents called in twice in my life, how could I possibly collapse in a place like this?!

Perhaps overwhelmed by six years of memories, or perhaps by some kind of instinctive unease, Xiu Xingmeng completely forgot that she didn't actually need to be afraid of such things and adopted a posture as if she was about to run away.

Unfortunately, she also forgot how powerless she felt as a primary school student facing the disadvantage of her height.

Yongwu glared and immediately hung up the phone. His large hands came at Xiuxingmeng with unstoppable force. Seeing that there was no way to dodge, Xiuxingmeng could only close her eyes and wait for the moment to arrive.

Who would have thought that when that hand touched Xiu Xingmeng's head, she was not met with instant refinement, but with a somewhat helpless yet happy remark.

"He's still just a child."

Xiu Xingmeng, whose hair had been haphazardly ruffled, could only stand there blankly, finally remembering that she was only in the first grade of elementary school.

The Halo home was as warm and inviting as ever.

Today's winner was the new female teacher who was somewhat uneasy because the phone call was suddenly hung up on.

The next day, the gentle morning light shone on the streets, and the sunlight shone through the gauze window onto Xiu Xingmeng's sleeping face. She, who had been carrying a heavy burden of pressure, finally had a peaceful dream after entering the world of the script.

"Peng!"

Suddenly a loud bang rang out. Startled awake, Xiu Xingmeng didn't even have time to open her eyes before the familiar, loud sound reached her ears.

"A top-tier racehorse girl should definitely go for a morning run!"

As the words of the Holy King's Halo fell, the thin blanket covering Xiu Xingmeng was also lifted, and a pair of warm little hands pulled Xiu Xingmeng up from the bed without saying a word. She had just opened her eyes and hadn't even said a word before the Holy King's Halo dragged her out of the room.

Tap tap tap, until she was almost down the stairs, Xiu Xingmeng, having learned from yesterday's experience, finally spoke the words that had been weighing on her mind.

"At least, at least change out of your pajamas!"

Amidst the chaos, Yongwu, who had stayed up all night to finish the design, was also woken up. With dark circles under her eyes and an imposing aura, she walked over to her daughters and gave each of them a flick on the forehead.

Under her mother's pressure, the overly excited Saint King Aura finally calmed down. Under her mother's watchful gaze, she and Xiu Xingmeng quietly changed into their sportswear and shoes, took their water cups and keys, and then quietly closed the entrance door.

Not a sound was made.

Outside the door, Saint King's Halo and Embroidered Star Dream looked at each other and suddenly laughed for some reason.

Yongwu went to the balcony, smiled and watched them for a while before yawning and going back to her room.

The streets were completely silent in the early morning, as if everyone in the world had disappeared, leaving only the Holy King's halo and the Dream of Embroidered Stars.

However, none of them cared about this. After the Holy King's Halo was freed from its mother's oppressive aura, it regained its vitality and kept talking excitedly. Xiu Xingmeng, on the other hand, was silently looking forward to what kind of surprise this sister, who was already famous in reality, would bring her.

"Cough cough."

Saint King Halo turned around, pretending to be a trainer, and held up a finger to Xiu Xingmeng.

"A truly top-tier racehorse girl must be able to see the Los Angeles dent at four o'clock!"

"It's five o'clock now... and this is Tokyo, you know."

Upon realizing that he had been exposed, the Holy King's Halo blushed and said.

"No talking back to a top-notch trainer! Anyway, let's get running! The first one to reach the other end is the winner!"

Unfortunately, before the Holy King's Halo could escape using an excuse, Xiu Xingmeng grabbed her shoulder.

"You should do stretching exercises before training."

Faced with the sharp gaze of Xiu Xingmeng, the Holy King's Halo could only look around and speak vaguely.

"Right...right? Oh, yes, yes!"

But before she could gloss over the matter with a stretching motion, Xiu Xingmeng pulled her back again, her gaze deep and thoughtful.

"Sister, you...you don't actually know how to train, do you...?"

Driven by a desire for his younger sister's adoration, the Holy King, who impulsively took on a great responsibility, could only blush and continue to stubbornly deny it.

"How...how is that possible! If I didn't know how to train, how could I run faster than you, Meng!"

"All of this is the result of my sweat and hard work!"

Xiu Xingmeng sighed silently as she looked at her clumsy words.

It's my first time having an excellent racehorse girl, and she's also a primary school student. How could two good things coming together turn out like this?

After a long silence, Xiu Xingmeng slowly spoke, holding the shoulders of the Holy King's Halo.

"Let me guide you."

Chapter Fourteen: The Return of Tokyo Racecourse

There are still several years before the main quest can be completed, and this pure time is extremely precious for Xiuxingmeng.

She doesn't need to think about how to earn money for medical expenses, nor does she need to think about how to defeat strong opponents on the field. All she needs to do is train day after day in a peaceful life and quietly accumulate her savings.

Yongwu originally wanted to ask her former trainer to guide them, but after several morning runs with her daughters and seeing Xiuxingmeng's guidance on the Holy King's Halo and her sense of proportion regarding the intensity, she silently put her mind at ease.

This level of basic training is sufficient. As for more systematic running instruction, that can wait until they officially join Treson and have their own trainers provide guidance.

For the young Saint King Aura, such days were tedious, but out of pride and self-respect, she wouldn't allow herself to quit training without permission.

Gradually, the love for racing ingrained in all the racehorse girls' instincts also made Saint King Halo let go of her initial resistance and devote herself wholeheartedly to training.

Of course, another reason that kept her going was her talent.

Saint King's Aura possesses talent far surpassing Xiu Xingmeng's. Whether it's her supple body or agile steps, even the time it takes to break through her own limits is faster than Xiu Xingmeng's.

Victory can bring joy.

For the Holy King's Halo, who values ​​pride and self-esteem above all else, defeating Xiu Xingmeng time and time again in training would allow him to gain his sister's admiration.

A first-rate older sister must surpass her younger sister in every way, only in this way can she become her younger sister's guiding light, the Holy King's Halo thought matter-of-factly.

If it were someone else, they might become increasingly self-conscious due to immature ideas like the "Saint King's Halo," countless failures, and the obvious gap in talent.

But Xiu Xingmeng wouldn't think that way. In her mind, training was just training, and the ability accumulated in training was the most important thing. She didn't care about winning or losing.

As for the difference in talent?

She had already experienced the pressure of genius at the Tokyo racetrack in the rain.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure from the East Sea Emperor, who surpassed the second-place Seven Horses, Xiu Xingmeng's answer was to surpass her and become the sole champion with an absolute advantage.

The training that would have created a twisted relationship for the other sisters was surprisingly calm and uneventful when applied to Xiu Xingmeng and Sheng Wang Guanghuan.

But nothing in this world is permanent except change itself, and such a life will eventually come to an end. When Xiu Xingmeng stepped into Treson Academy again, the fate that had been suspended between them began to beat again.

"Beep...click..."

The pointer swung, the numbers jumped, and the morning light shone through the window sill, forming a brilliant beam in the air.

Years of morning exercise had ingrained her biological clock, causing Xiu Xingmeng to wake up before the alarm clock rang. She got out of bed as usual.

After changing into Tresson's school uniform and tying the bow on her collar, Xiu Xingmeng skillfully styled her hair into a ponytail.

Today is the day of his debut match, and the venue is Tokyo Racecourse.

Xiu Xingmeng didn't think much of the somewhat familiar scene, since it was nearby.

Most of Tresson students' debut matches were also held at the Tokyo Racecourse.

After leaving the dormitory, Xiu Xingmeng went straight across the school gate, boarded the tram, and returned to that familiar place.

After looking around, she found a staff member, handed her race pass to the other side, and was able to enter the racecourse ahead of schedule.

There was still some time before the competition started, and not only had the audience not entered, but only Xiu Xingmeng, one of the contestants, had come.

The yet-to-be-debuted Uma Musume didn't have a final outfit, so in the empty wrestler's room, Hideyuki changed into a sports uniform marked with her number.

After all preparations were completed, she officially stepped onto the competition field.

The warm, gentle sunlight shines on the lush green grass and trees, and the familiar fragrance fills the air. Stepping onto this ground again, the Tokyo Racecourse, buried deep in the memories of Xiuxing Dream, is revived at this moment.

However, unlike the somewhat oppressive and solemn rain, the weather was sunny today, and the golden sunlight on Xiu Xingmeng's skin gave her the illusion of being enveloped in warmth.

Looking at the exceptionally clear blue sky, Xiu Xingmeng took a deep breath.

Before this moment, she didn't have any special feelings about her debut battle. It wasn't until she stepped onto the Tokyo Racecourse again that she finally realized what it represented.

"After the debut battle, I can participate in the official competition. In other words, the mission has officially begun?"

Looking at the warm sun in the sky, Xiu Xingmeng squinted her eyes slightly.