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Chapter 1715 No.331: Fog Around

Zhen Jiling, who was following behind Manchester City Tea House and Aimo Orihime, followed closely with his head down, staring at the sand under his feet.

Even if you don't watch what's going on in the group, it's not difficult to guess the waves involved.

My brother once again caught everyone off guard.

He should have been as passive as ever in this area, letting the horse racing ladies compete with each other, but now the entire track is targeting the players.

Just like the president said, is he angry?

Did everyone make a mistake?

Kallen, should I really give up?
Under the occasional hidden gazes of the black-haired and brown-haired horse girls, the gray-haired horse girl's steps were somewhat muddled.

For her now, thinking is obviously a burden. After all, this is how people live.

When you want to forget something, you are forgetting not only that event, but something more than that.

After all, people are not a program that can be paused at any time, let alone stopped at will.

If you want to forget powerlessness, you must first forget power itself. If you want to forget pain, you must also forget beauty. If you want to stop thinking about something, the best choice is to not think about anything, because everything at this time will remind you of the fact that you are stuck in a quagmire.

You lost to others, lost to many people, you had no chance, even if you continued to force it you would be met with pitying looks from others, as if... as if you had lost all your glory, and were no longer the lovely Karin of the past.

But do you have any solution?

Can you erase the being that has been involved in most of your life so far?
When did it first exist?
Was it Internet consultation when I was eleven years old and in fifth grade of elementary school?

No, if we trace it back carefully, it should be earlier, to the time when that account had not yet become famous as a popular science writer.

Was this your first live broadcast attempt since you were four years old?

Yeah...she still remembered that username which seemed like a coincidence.

Children born into the Holy Terra Federation always gain wisdom at an early age.

Some source energy to help with enlightenment, some prosthetic transformation assistance that entered the consultation compression package and was steadily unpacked, can achieve safety and smoothness far beyond the surgery that Holhayya had when he was a child.

For this reason, when Holhaiya underwent her first full physical examination in the Federation, it alarmed the entire department, and even the police sent people - if she had not informed them in advance that she had undergone such an operation in her hometown in the alien world, the local people would mistakenly think that an unlicensed quack was performing a criminal operation, and that she was the victim of that quack.

In a sense, it was true, but to the Quetzalcoatl, who had been bound by this thing for more than a dozen generations, it sounded so empty that it was hard to describe.

But no matter how she sorted out her feelings, it did not prevent this fact from being taken for granted by the local people.

Including those horse racing girls who have souls from other worlds but local blood and local education.

Even though the horse girl had one less "prosthetic implant" option than other classmates since childhood due to her family's subconscious concerns about the competition, she was still allowed by the association to pass the earliest and most hidden abnormal test of transformation as smoothly as possible with the help of several types of enlightenment sources.

Yes, it is the earliest and most invisible, but it is very obvious in babies who are just born.

The overly sensitive hearing of children and the abnormal balance point when learning to walk, as well as the care of the tail hair and the appetite that exceeds the average child's standard - in the final analysis, it is the ears and tail of the horse, and the calorie consumption that comes with the outstanding athletic ability that brings troubles to human families at the level of sub-human families.

This is not too difficult for any intelligent life with a sound mind, but it is too great a test for a toddler, so external energy sources are often standard and can be said to be a tradition.

Even though technology is developing rapidly, it is only able to shake the orthodox status of energy in everyone's mind.

Zhen Jiling is no exception.

As a selfie angel, she has tried taking selfies and even live streaming since an early age.

I stood on tiptoe to reach my mother's dressing table and painted my lipstick into a crooked heart shape. The terminal on the tripod flashed blue light, like a magic mirror that could speak in a fairy tale.

"Karen-chan's first live broadcast has begun~☆" The little princess at home made a scissors sign to the camera, with her bangs pinned into a sky-high braid, "Today's theme is - the selection of the cutest girl in kindergarten!"

The cherry blossoms outside the window fell on the microphone, and the perfect balance made the little princess' eyes sparkle: "Do you see this petal? It's Karen's exclusive support item~!"

There was no response, which was understandable.

Among the vast number of live streamers in the Federation, a precocious four-year-old child is certainly not unique. Even his live broadcast room will be treated as a childish child who accidentally touched the live broadcast mistake and will be killed by the super administrator.

The little princess soon got bored with the magic mirror that didn't express any opinions, and tried to restore her usual appearance while dressing up, but couldn't find her favorite strawberry hairpin.

Where did you go?
Did it fall to the ground?
The little princess, with her face pressed against the floor, ignored the cold and searched for the most important strawberry hairpin, a limited edition of the Tokyo Tower accessories her mother bought for her. When the little princess danced with it, even the bionic parrot in the kindergarten would flap its wings!
However, the fact that even using tears to make a penguin outline on the tatami had no effect only made the desperate little princess run to the magic mirror.

"Karen, Karen-chan's most important thing is missing!"

[Umastar: At three o'clock, the curtain ends have abnormal wrinkles]

"??!!"

She didn't know whether she should be surprised that there were characters popping up below, or what the words meant. The little princess, who didn't understand the three o'clock direction, just subconsciously turned her head and crawled towards the curtains behind her. She found that the hairpin was stuck in the gap between the curtains and the tatami, and even caught half of an irregular cherry petal.

"Are you a magician?!" the little princess shouted at the magic mirror, and her snot bubbles exploded near the terminal camera.

[Umastar: Next time before you cry, check the reflection angle on the ground]

The dynamic prompt [Umastar has exited the live broadcast room] flashed away, but the little princess, who didn't notice this at all, kept asking relentlessly. In the end, when there was no response and only some digital IDs entered the live broadcast room repeatedly, the live broadcast was turned off.

This incident became a topic of conversation with friends the next day, but was also quickly forgotten because I never saw that half-incomprehensible string of characters again in the subsequent live broadcasts.

It wasn't until a year later in language class that I learned that they were stars.

The abbreviation of Uma Musume and... stars?
Looking back on it a long time later, it was probably just an ordinary coincidence.

The reason why Umastar is called Sensei by many people is because that account not only interacts with people intensively, but also roams around in the live broadcast rooms of many Uma Musume.

Only responds to greetings, not proactively saying hello.

He will only speak and offer suggestions when the live streamer encounters problems. Compared to the magic mirror, he is more like a taciturn but enthusiastic mentor.

That enthusiasm obviously does not mean care, so he probably doesn't care much about many of the live broadcast rooms he has visited, unless the live broadcast host who remembers him sends him a private message, which means he has come to the main occasion for high-intensity interaction with people.

But in the end, he was gone.

Whether it's a magic mirror, a star, or even a mentor...

The only thing left is that I have learned how to be lovable, but I am still as confused as I am now.

I still demand myself to be cute, but every day without the link of contacting that account, I feel like something is missing and it's hard to muster the motivation.

It was also at that time that she was promoted to the second year of junior high school and was assigned to the same dormitory as Aimo Orihime from the high school. "Please give me your guidance, Aimo Orihime-senpai!"

“…Please give me your guidance, Mr. Zhenjiling.”

At the beginning, it was just to reduce trouble, carry out cute characterization, and try to get closer to that senior roommate who was difficult to get along with.

But it was discovered soon after.

"Ayabe is secretly practicing endurance running again!"

When we caught this man under the fourth street light on Sakura Slope, the morning mist had not even dissipated.

"The alarm clock in the junior high school should be at seven o'clock, why is it here at six o'clock?"

"Because Kallen-chan doubts that Ayabe won't be able to hold on like this!!"

“…I have my own rhythm, you don’t have to control it.”

"Eh~? Is the rhythm or something like that more important than the teacher's teachings? Would the high school teacher require such a terrible training schedule?"

"…I have a professional who is quite capable helping me. It's a bit of a limit, but I can still hold up."

"It sounds like a dangerous person, asking Ayabe to train at this point."

"No, I originally had 4 points, but he asked me to have at least 5 points to ensure the basics."

"..."

"And that person hasn't contacted me anymore... Maybe he is indeed a dangerous person, after all, he disappeared so suddenly."

"But his method should be fine, as long as my physique is stronger than before..."

She is simply crazy, a super stubborn crazy sister.

And, according to what Sister Aizhi revealed later, now that I think about it... the "ta" she was referring to was my brother, right?

She never asked, because at that time she cared more about her roommate's health than the man who was vague about it.

I competed with the other party for more than half a year with a sense of responsibility of "don't die in my dormitory".

"Karen, do you want to use this?"

"what is that?"

"Soft and Dry No. 3."

"? Oh, a futon dryer? What about No. 1 and No. 2?"

"At home and in the tent!"

"…tent……"

The results of the battles were few, but there were clear results in developing relationships.

After spending a long time together, she, who actually has few true friends over the years and can truly see her relaxed and natural side, began to truly regard the other person as a sister.

And I began to have some admiration for that figure who was always determined and fully committed.

I dreamed of becoming such a strong person, and I got out of my old state in the tug-of-war with her overly dangerous training schedule. It would be better to say that the time I spent in that tug-of-war was much more than the time I spent chatting with Umastar before.

But the good times didn't last long. Sister Aizhi's condition and grades kept getting worse and worse. Just when she was about to collapse, her brother appeared.

The information matches and is consistent with what I had originally traced based on the dynamics before it was deleted.

She is a little young, but considering that I am so precocious, it is not impossible for her to be similarly precocious.

Appearance... There's nothing much to say about the appearance. There's no shortage of handsome men in the Federation. The key is to have unique characteristics. The stereotype brought about by the other party's characteristics does fit Umastar's overly rational remarks.

Then, all that remains is testing.

Maybe this is retribution for that time...

Instead of fully devoting herself to the emergency situation of her roommate, she still had the heart to test her brother and then look for him again. After a thorough showdown, it only took a few months for her brother to change Sister Aizhi and even become her trainer.

Even Sister Aizhi found her original sister.

……

Is there still a place for yourself?

20 and 18, really the right ages.

184cm and 165cm, what a perfect height difference.

The physique that is a little tight for a suit and the figure that always likes to wear a sweater to show off their great figure make them a perfect match when they stand together.

Every time I see them walking together, I can't help but think so, and the lively and frank sister Sang is like a replacement for me...

……

Is there still a place for yourself?

At this point, I don’t even know who to ask questions to. Should I go find Yamato-san?

She didn't have many friends who had actually seen her private side, and she no longer had a place in the social circle that revolved around Sister Aizhi and her brother.

Who else can she turn to?

The embarrassment was like a gavel hitting her eyeballs, and the sour pain almost made her cry.

Then, she saw the light screen suddenly light up.

Because it is a swimsuit, it is inconvenient to carry a mobile phone that is cuter and more convenient to show off, so I have to bring the terminal with me. It is activated by the sudden message, and the adaptive screen position is still right in front of me even if I lower my head.

【Three-point direction】

"..."