Uma Musume is not Kamen Rider

Even the existence of this well was something I heard from other horse girls, and it was even rarer for me to come here in person.

But, what about the unhappy guy?

My current situation is worthy of this well.

The dream of winning three championships without a loss was ended all at once by the light of the copy mirror. Could it be that the Emperor of the East China Sea really had no emotion at all?

That's of course impossible.

Undefeated, three crowns.

The two most meaningful titles for Uma Musume were destroyed at once. No matter how strong she was, she felt uncomfortable at the moment.

Although she acted as if she didn't care in front of the mirror, did she really not care?

In fact, even she herself was vaguely aware that she was undoubtedly hiding from the mirror light.

Whether I left without saying goodbye after the game, or chose to escape here after the Gaoyue Shang live performance, isn't it the same?

Once you get familiar with Jingguang, you will understand that this person always writes her thoughts in her eyes.

The friendship between the Emperor of the East China Sea and Jingguang was not shallow. When they looked at each other at that time, she knew that Jingguang had something to say to her.

But now she doesn't want to listen...

"Am I a jerk... I clearly wanted her to defeat me, but after being defeated, I hid here..."

Is this what failure feels like?

This painful feeling is like throwing your heart under your feet...

This regret that I don't want to admit...

"Huh? Why are my eyes a little blurry..."

Tears flowed unconsciously.

"I clearly... I clearly don't want to cry... why... why... I can't stop crying..."

Finally, she could no longer support herself, and the girl knelt on the ground, lying at the mouth of the well, crying bitterly.

“I can’t accept this!! I can’t accept this!!! Obviously, I made a promise with the president to win the Gaoyue Award… Ugh… Obviously! I can’t fall here…”

The usually lively girl was now in tears, the sadness brought by her shattered dreams sweeping over her like a tide.

Lin Mo looked at this scene in the mirror, stunned.

The joy of victory in my heart was diluted in an instant.

Instead, there was an intense feeling of self-loathing.

Ahh, what have I done...

What on earth was I doing to make my best friend cry like this...

"Go back, Jingguang. She won't listen to anything you say in her current state."

Rudolph, who was standing by, sensitively noticed that the black horse girl was in a bad mood and spoke quickly.

"Um..."

Copying the mirror light, he could only utter a muffled sound and then turned and left.

Rudolf symbolically looked at the back of the mirror light as it left, then looked at the emperor kneeling by the well and sighed.

"Life is such an unreasonable thing, silly girls."

There are not so many perfect endings, there are only inevitable tragedies.

After all, there is only one winner in the Uma Musume competition, and only the most selfish guy can stand at the top of this competition.

Emperor, remember this pain, it will be the best engine for your future growth.

Mirror light, get used to this pain. This pain will be the most common scenery on your way forward in the future.

When one horse takes the lead, all other horses lose their luster.

This has always been a cruel rule.

71. Carrying resentment and moving forward

Lying on the bed in the dormitory, the fatigue accumulated throughout the day came to my mind. I just lay on the bed with my back to the mirror, doing nothing and letting time pass by.

Looking at the ceiling of the dormitory, doing nothing, keeping my mind empty.

The girl felt very comfortable this way. At least it allowed her to temporarily forget what had just happened in reality.

"Destroyer, are you there?"

she asked aloud.

"here I am."

In the corner of my mind, the lazy voice of the destroyer came.

"Tell me, can the Emperor and I never be friends again? She cried so sadly..."

"...I can't say."

"Why can there only be one champion in a game? Obviously if everyone wins, no one will be sad."

"A championship like that would be meaningless."

"I say, destroyer..."

"I am listening."

"Does it mean that every time you win a game you have to destroy the dreams of many people..."

“Judging from the results, yes.”

"Is it normal to feel pain because of something like this...?"

"..."

The saboteur fell silent. Even for her, it was difficult to judge whether this was normal.

The destroyer knew very well that the source of Lin Mo Jingguang's pain at this moment was his close friendship with the Emperor of the East China Sea.

If the Emperor of the East China Sea was just an ordinary person passing by to Lin Mo Jingguang, then taking away his victory would certainly not matter.

Who cares about strangers’ dreams?

But the Emperor of the East China Sea is different. Lin Mo Jingguang has been with her for a long time. Although the two are often busy with training and have not seen each other very often, in the eyes of both parties, the other is undoubtedly a close friend.

It is precisely because of the identity of this good friend that the two are now in a painful situation.

Whether it is normal to feel the pain of destroying a good dream with one's own hands, or to have one's dreams destroyed by one's best friends, is not something that an outsider like her can judge.

"It's normal to encounter such a thing... After all, your goals are so similar. Even if you don't meet at the Gaoyue Sho, you will meet at other competitions."

"..." This time it was the mirror light that fell into silence.

Yes, her dreams are different from the emperor’s, but the paths they take are roughly the same.

If my goal is to become the most shining horse girl, then the Triple Crown event is an opportunity I cannot miss, and the Emperor's goal is to win the Triple Crown without losing, which means that one of us must lose...

I should understand this kind of thing, but why do I feel so uncomfortable when I see the emperor crying...

What is even more unforgivable is that when I saw the emperor crying by the well, I actually felt a sense of relief in my heart.

I'm glad I didn't lose, and I'm glad it's not me who's crying there...

"I'm such a bad guy..."

Among so many victories, only in this game did the girl feel no joy of winning.

When people face painful things, they often choose to escape, and the girl also chose to escape in this incident, which is rare.

Continuing to think about painful things will only add more pain.

Escaping is shameful but useful.

For now, I should focus on becoming the most shining horse girl.

As for the emperor's affairs, keep them in the deepest part of your heart.

I have destroyed her dreams, and this pain has tortured me, but if she can't even achieve her own goals, she might as well die.

If things get to that point, I might even start to look down on myself...

For the sake of victory, she has become a bad person who destroyed the dreams of her best friend, but if she loses even the victory, then isn't she just a simply bad person?

That kind of future is not what the girl wants.

Perhaps, carrying the resentment of a loser is the path the girl should take.

.......

"So McQueen, what's the matter that you called us here for?"

In Spica's lounge, Golden Ship was holding a sack in his hand, and no one knew what he wanted to do. He just looked at Mejiro McQueen and said.

"What do you want to do with the sack?"

Mebai McQueen looked at the sack in Golden Ship's hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Ah, that's what you're talking about." Huang Jinchuan looked down at the sack in his hand and pulled it. "Based on your answer, I'll consider whether to tie you up and give you a beating."

"???"

I just woke you up from your nap. Are you really planning to do something to me?

Looking at the golden ship with eager eyes, Mubai McQueen swallowed subconsciously.

"So what's going on?"

Yamato Akagi asked, with Vodka, Tokujou, and Silent Suzuka beside her.

McQueen called all the members of the Spica team except the Emperor of the East Sea.

"Actually, I didn't come to you. It was the trainer who asked me to do so. I don't know what to discuss..."

"Ok?"

"?! They said it was the trainer who found you! Why did you put a sack on me? Let me go!"

Golden Ship didn't care about all this. He just picked up the sack in his hand and put the ball in front of him into it.

"Okay, okay, Ah Chuan, put away the sack in your hand. McQueen is going to be suffocated to death by you."

Okino had just returned from the training ground. As soon as he entered the door, he saw two grey-haired horse girls fighting with each other, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Although his management policy for spica was freedom, the scene before him seemed a little too free.

He quickly stopped the Golden Ship from continuing to persecute McQueen, looked around, and then said.

"It looks like everyone is here, so let's get down to business."

"So? What is the important matter that requires all of us to be brought together for discussion, and why not bring the Emperor along?" Vodka asked first.

"Yeah, if it's just an ordinary matter, there's no need to hide it from Emperor-chan..." This is what Te Bie Zhou said.

"It was naturally my reason to hide it from the Emperor."

A helpless look appeared on Okino's face.

"Have you seen what the Emperor is like recently..."

"I seem to have some impression..."

The one who raised his hand to answer was Silent Suzuka.

"Recently, the Emperor seems to have no energy during training, and often seems to be in a daze when resting."

"It seems like that. She doesn't come to play Yu-Gi-Oh with me anymore." Golden Ship frowned and found that things were not as simple as he imagined.

"She doesn't usually play with you, okay..."

Mejiro McQueen pulled his head out of the sack and couldn't help but complain.

"However, the Emperor's condition has indeed been very abnormal recently..."

"That's right, so I asked everyone to come here today to help think of a solution to the Emperor's condition."