Collapse, surrender to me!

“Now entering the second turn, the competition is quite fierce!”

"We have formed a leading group here, and the three of them have left the horse girls behind us far behind!"

Suddenly, little Grace's ears moved.

He tugged at the corner of Nishizaki Ryu's clothes beside him.

"?"

Nishizaki Ryu was stunned for a moment and looked over with a questioning look.

"What does oysters... mean?"

Gray asked.

"I heard the horse girls who just ran over seem to have been shouting this."

"You heard wrong."

The corner of Nishizaki Ryu's mouth twitched.

"What they are shouting about is hard work. Although they can no longer catch up with the leading group, they still have to work hard to get a slightly higher ranking."

"Oh." Grayshu nodded, not quite understanding.

And now it is a critical moment on the field.

The distance of 2000 meters means that for horse girls, the finish line can already be seen during this period.

"We have now entered the fourth bend! After this, it is the final straight line that is crucial to victory or defeat!"

"It appears! The ultimate dance move of the Emperor of the East Sea! Can you surpass the opponent at this bend with a distance of more than a body length?!"

At this time, Xia Kegelei, who was in the lead, was listening to the broadcast without even looking back. The muscles in his legs tensed up instantly, and he stepped hard on the ground and sprinted forward.

However, to her side, a blue-white figure flashed like lightning and easily passed by her when she burst out at extreme speed.

"The Emperor of the East China Sea has broken through! The Emperor of the East China Sea!"

"There are still 200 meters left!"

"The East Sea Emperor's pace shows no signs of fatigue! Too strong! Too strong!"

"Shakogre is relentless in pursuit, but the distance between him and the Emperor of the East Sea is widening!"

The commentator's voice became passionate and hysterical!

"Two lengths! Four lengths! Five lengths! The speed of the East Sea Emperor's sprint is incredible! He has left all the horse girls behind!"

That blue lightning.

Take the lead.

"There are only 50 meters left! There is no hope, all hopeless! Emperor of the East China Sea! Emperor of the East China Sea!"

"The Emperor of the East Sea crossed the finish line first with a crushing momentum!"

"She dominated the Gaoyue Sho! She won one of the three crowns! She continued her undefeated legend! At the same time, the miracle of the undefeated three crowns kicked off today!"

The Emperor of the East China Sea stood at the end.

He turned around and looked at the huge crowd of horse racing girls.

She was panting, sweat dripping from her hair.

But the eyes are brighter than the sky.

She raised her hand with a smile.

Hold out a finger.

At this moment, she is the chosen one and the only one.

A crown achieved!

At the same time, tens of thousands of people in the venue gave enthusiastic responses without any prior agreement.

"emperor!"

"emperor!"

"emperor!"

The sound increases from small to large.

From scattered to neat.

Finally, it swept across the sky and the earth like a tsunami.

Enduring.

"Emperor~Emperor!"

At this moment, little Grayshu's face was flushed red on the sidelines, and she was waving her hands and shouting the emperor's name at the top of her lungs.

Although Greshu is a person who is easily influenced by others.

I will imitate unconsciously, not to mention being in such an emotionally intense arena.

But this time, it was completely different.

She knew that she was not infected by the people around her.

I want to shout from the bottom of my heart.

These are her own thoughts and ideas.

The Emperor of the East Sea, who was waving his hands in thanks, also saw the little Grayshu who was shouting desperately, and responded with a bright smile.

Chapter 9: Grayshu, You Are Our Hope

In the studio.

Grace picked up the paintbrush.

Put down the paintbrush again.

This went on and on for who knows how many times.

Jumped down from the high stool in front of the drawing board.

"Oh... No, absolutely not."

The girl lamented.

After returning from the world of Uma Musume.

She had the urge to paint the scene of Dibao winning the championship.

Although it was originally agreed that it would be a triple crown.

But that didn't stop her from secretly drawing one for herself to keep.

But it has been several days since I came back.

She couldn't write a single stroke.

Or no matter how I draw, I am never satisfied.

If she is stained with the color of Dibao, she can be painted.

But that was just a self-portrait of the Emperor of the East China Sea.

Just like her previous paintings, she was stained with other people’s colors and then spread them onto the canvas.

She is just a converter.

But this time, Grace wanted to draw the emperor of the East China Sea as she saw it.

Then, she discovered.

Just like Fu Hua said, her skills are not enough.

in other words.

She used to copy, but now she wants to draw original works.

Naturally, I feel a little overwhelmed.

The color of the East Sea Emperor is very beautiful.

But she couldn't express it perfectly.

"Maybe I should find a master to teach me."1

Thinking this, Grace prepared to look for Eden.

Although Eden is a great musician and doesn’t know much about painting, the artists should know each other.

Grace called Eden.

"What a rare visitor."

Eden's laughter came from the other side of the phone.

"Little Grace hasn't called me for a long time."

"It's over, where is Sister Eden now?" Grace asked sweetly.

"Just come find me at the place where I usually practice the piano."

Eden's practice room is not far from Gray's studio.

A villa in the suburbs, a little further north than here.

According to Eden, he was afraid that his piano practice would disturb others.

But Grace felt that Eden was probably afraid that others would disturb her.

The lonely villa looks like a small castle in the wilderness.

Eden is the princess who lives here.

Whether in terms of ability or temperament.

They all fit the bill.

Perhaps because they knew Grace was coming, the door of the villa was not locked.

Grace walked in quietly.

Following the sound of the piano, I came to the hall on the first floor.

The sunlight shines into the house through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, making it look magnificent.

But the hall as a whole is very simple, without too much decoration.

It looks very grand and magnificent.

Just like the sound of the piano that Eden was playing at this moment.

It's like an epic.

It's like telling the story of a legend.

——If Dibao plays this song during the competition, it will definitely be very suitable.

This thought occurred to Grace involuntarily.

The song is over.

Eden stood up and walked over.

He picked up little Grayxiu and rubbed her.

"Ah, Grayshu is still so light-hearted~ How about this song? Do you like it?"

"I... like it."

Grace struggled a bit.

She was almost breathless because of Eden's softness.