The way Uma Musume looks at me is so scary!

"If there isn't one, then where is the dividing line between geniuses and ordinary people? There will always be a limit to define the boundary!"

"I see. So, can you see my limits, my nemesis?"

Provoked by the relaxed, even somewhat disdainful tone of the opera singer, Xiu Xingmeng subconsciously pulled out her potential detection glasses and stared at him.

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: Good Opera

Potential ceiling: S+ level (Crown Horse Girl)

Introduction: An undisputed queen, she will surely leave her legend in history.

This was the racehorse girl with the highest potential that Xiu Xingmeng had ever seen. The dazzling S+ rating pierced Xiu Xingmeng's eyes like a sharp blade.

She gave a self-deprecating smile; Narita was right. A true genius possesses immense confidence and pride, and a proud opera singer like Uma Musume naturally has the corresponding talent.

"...It's so clearly visible."

"How?"

"With such historically significant talent, you might really become the overlord who reigns supreme at the end of the century."

Perhaps after this, Xiu Xingmeng can alleviate her current disappointment through self-adjustment, allowing herself to step onto the stage again and compete with good operas.

But at this moment, Xiu Xingmeng no longer had the strength to argue with a good opera. She stood up and turned to leave.

But just then, the soaring sound of a fine opera came from behind.

"That's all?"

"What?"

Xiu Xingmeng turned around in disbelief. Could such praise not satisfy a good opera?

"Does the path of a tyrant only extend to places like this?!"

The opera singer suddenly rose to her feet, standing backlit, even more dazzling than when facing the sun directly. A chilling golden light suddenly burst forth from her amethyst eyes, like a ferocious beast awakening from the abyss.

Under that gaze, Xiu Xingmeng felt her heart pound uncontrollably. The person before her was no longer the confident girl who laughed freely, but the real—

A tyrant who reigned supreme at the end of the century.

At this moment, in Xiu Xingmeng's eyes, the potential limit of good opera was changing at an incredible speed, sometimes turning into garbled text, sometimes returning to S+ level, and after several cycles, it condensed into the final panel.

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: Good Opera

Potential ceiling: ? (?)

Introduction: A racehorse girl pushing the limits; no one knows just how far she can go.

"What's this."

The potential detection glasses suddenly broke, but Xiu Xingmeng had no time to care. She looked at the opera singer whose temperament had suddenly changed, and a strange sense of familiarity welled up in her heart.

"You know that, don't you?"

Good Opera did not directly answer her question, but instead gradually approached her dream of becoming a star.

The two, of similar height, touched forehead to forehead. Good Opera's amethyst eyes reflected Xiu Xingmeng's deep black pupils. With a hot breath, Good Opera's lips parted slightly.

"tell me."

The scorching air swirled between the two. Faced with the magnificent opera that seemed to radiate like the sun, Xiu Xingmeng, pushed to her limits, felt a surge of competitive spirit. This time, she did not run away.

Instead, she grabbed Good Opera's collar, bringing them closer together, and roared furiously at those purple eyes.

"If you're so eager to hear it, I'll tell you! It's the Domain, isn't it!"

"That's right! This is my nemesis! Hahahaha!"

After hearing the name "Domain," Hao Geju revealed a somewhat arrogant smile. She lifted Xiu Xingmeng's chin and gazed at her as if admiring a rare treasure.

"I can feel your state of mind on the field! That feeling of having the entire field in your hands, as if you could control everything!"

"You have already touched upon it! That world known as the Realm!"

Her impassioned and rhythmic tone was like a magnificent opera, sometimes soaring like a hymn to glory, and sometimes somber like a lament for fate.

"But as you and I both know, we have not yet fully mastered this power."

"The limited conditions of use and the varying strength of the effect are the best proof that we have not yet taken that step."

Suddenly, Good Opera grabbed Xiu Xingmeng's head and whispered in her ear.

"For Uma Musume, only the fiercest competition can forge the most dazzling brilliance!"

"So, let's meet on the field."

"It's at the Satsuki Sho."

"Let's take that step, using each other as the price!"

After saying that, she pushed Xiu Xingmeng away. Xiu Xingmeng could see that Hao Geju's face was flushed and her hair was soaked with sweat, but her eyes were still full of excitement.

"Let's meet again at the Satsuki Sho! My nemesis! Hahahahahaha!"

After saying that, she turned around and left Xiuxingmeng.

On the lawn next to the Tresson playground, Xiu Xingmeng watched the figure waving his hand with his back to her and silently clenched her fists.

At this moment, her heart was also filled with excitement. She had been somewhat disappointed because of her lack of potential, but now all that remained in her heart was pure competitiveness.

"I will win! No matter the cost!"

Chapter Twenty-Six: Sisters

No longer confused, Xiu Xingmeng trained even harder. Although she didn't know if the improvement in her attributes would be useful, Xiu Xingmeng was determined to win the Good Opera, win the Satsuki Award, and complete the main quest in one fell swoop, no matter the cost!

However, such a performance would be quite alarming to others who were unaware that Xiu Xingmeng had medical aids.

Among them was Naritaji, who thought she had worked hard enough to win the Satsuki Prize. However, after training for more than half a month, she was shocked to find that she seemed to see Hideyuki's figure on the playground no matter when she went there.

This level of injury has nothing to do with training; it's pure suicide. Sooner or later, he'll be unable to step onto the field due to injury!

As a rival and competitor, it's certainly good news that her formidable opponent, Xiuxingmeng, has to withdraw from the Satsuki Shojo due to injury.

As a friend, Naritaji absolutely cannot allow such a thing to happen.

But she couldn't persuade Xiu Xingmeng herself. What position could Narita have to persuade her? Was she supposed to be an opponent who would soon compete in the Triple Crown Tournament, and advise Xiu Xingmeng to stop training?

Given Xiu Xingmeng's personality, she would never listen.

Therefore, Narita, who knew Xiu Xingmeng well, went to see the Holy King's Halo, hoping that this older sister who had lived with Xiu Xingmeng for more than ten years could give her a good rest.

On the main road in front of Teresen School, Naritaji seized the opportunity and found the Holy King's Halo, dragging her out of the group of followers who were actually partners.

"You want me to talk to A-Meng? Why?"

The Holy King's Halo, pulled into a deserted corner by Narita Road, avoided his gaze, as if he were running away from something.

"Don't you know how she's been lately?"

Narita hesitated because of the Holy King's aura. In her opinion, as sisters, she shouldn't need to make such things very clear.

"A-Meng's condition will be taken care of by the trainers. I'm just her older sister..."

The Holy King's Halo crossed his arms, instinctively adopting a defensive posture.

She was running away again. Ever since Xiu Xingmeng won the Yayoi Award and officially became a favorite for the triple crown, the Holy King's halo had never dared to look at her younger sister again.

Even now, when the name Xiuxingmeng is mentioned, Shengwang Guanghuan can no longer maintain his previous superficial confidence.

Fortunately, Narita didn't know her very well and didn't notice anything unusual about the Holy King's aura.

"Amu doesn't have a trainer? How could you not know that?"

Upon hearing the Holy King's Halo's reply, Narita Lu frowned deeply; the situation had developed far beyond what she had anticipated.

"What do you mean? Does she think she can win the Triple Crown without a trainer?!"

Unexpectedly, the Holy King's Aura's reaction was even more shocking. She retreated to the wall, pursed her lips, and subconsciously looked down at the ground, as if she was experiencing something extremely painful in her mind.

Seeing her performance, Narita couldn't really criticize her, so he relayed exactly what he had heard from Trainer Okita to Saint King Halo.

"is that so……"

After a brief silence, the Holy King's Halo leaned against the wall as if it had lost its momentum.

"Perhaps her mother looked down on Treson's trainers and wanted to train Ameng herself or hire other, more skilled trainers."

As a world-class racehorse girl, Yuu-mai is certainly capable of doing these things.

From the perspective of the Holy King's halo, unlike himself who was always disliked by his mother for his talent, Xiu Xingmeng, who was highly anticipated by his mother, would naturally receive such support.

"Is that so?"

Looking at the unwavering halo of the Holy King, Narita could only nod hesitantly. After all, the person in front of him was a family member with whom he had lived for more than ten years.

As someone who had only known Xiu Xingmeng for a few months, no matter how close they were, Cheng Tianlu had no right or reason to interfere in other people's families.

Since even the Holy King's aura, as the elder sister, had said so, she naturally couldn't deny it.

"That must be it! What reason would Mother have to stop Meng? The only person she would stop is—"

"No...nothing..."

The Holy King's Aura's tone grew increasingly intense as she spoke, but she stopped abruptly as if her throat had been choked. In the end, she didn't explain what she was trying to say, but simply gave a perfunctory reply and forced a smile at Narita.

"I will go find her."

She hesitated for a moment before adding a sentence.

"You must be Meng's good friend."

Then, the Holy King's Halo walked alone towards the playground.

Looking at the back of the Holy King's Halo, Narita frowned in distress. No matter how unfamiliar she was with the Holy King's Halo, she could sense something was off from his previous words. But no matter how hard Narita thought about it, she couldn't figure out what she had missed.

This lack of information is not Naritaji's fault; after all, no one can observe the whole situation from a god's-eye view.

In her eyes, the Holy King's Halo was a loving older sister who cared for her younger sister, and that wouldn't change even if things had seemed a little off just now. If she could see Xiu Xingmeng's current state with her own eyes, she figured she could probably persuade her... right?

Feeling uneasy for some reason, Narita decided to seek help from the trainer. As an older person and someone who knew his sisters and mother well, he might be able to give him a good answer.

Shifting the focus to the other side, the Holy King's Aura, burdened with a mix of emotions, finally arrived at the playground, no matter how slowly he slowed his pace.

She could see the red ribbon fluttering on the lawn from afar. Speaking of which, this ribbon was given to Xiu Xingmeng by the Holy King's Halo.

One wonders what the Holy King's Halo would think when it saw the ribbon fluttering at a speed it couldn't match on the field.

The distance to the playground was getting closer and closer. The Holy King's Halo could even see that Xiu Xingmeng had stopped in her tracks, as if she had discovered him. There was no longer any room for escape.

Saint King Halo pursed his lips, lowered his head, and strode quickly toward Xiu Xingmeng.

Regardless, she was still Xiu Xingmeng's older sister and had to shoulder the responsibilities of that role.

Since even her friend Narita noticed Xiuxingmeng's unusual behavior, then the Holy King's Aura, as her older sister, could also cast aside her pointless, fragile pride and ego.

According to Narita, she hadn't seen Hsiu Hoshino rest for a long time, and this kind of exercise would definitely make her body unable to hold up.

Therefore, as the older sister and as a family member, Saint King Aura felt that she had to shoulder the responsibility.

"A halo? Is something wrong?"

The Holy King's Halo, with its head down and walking straight, had unknowingly reached Xiu Xingmeng's side.

She looked up, about to say something, but stopped abruptly when she saw Xiu Xingmeng's face.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Separated by a Water Curtain

The setting sun dyed the playground of Treson Academy blood red. The racehorse girls left in twos and threes after their training, leaving only a few scattered figures still persisting in their extra training.

“Eh?”

The pupils of the Holy King's halo suddenly contracted in the twilight.

Narita clearly stated that Xiuxingmeng had been training continuously for over half a month without rest, yet the person in front of him—

Sweat streamed down Xiu Xingmeng's cheeks, reflecting an amber glow in the afterglow of the setting sun. Her signature black eyes were clear and unwavering, without a trace of gloom.

Just then, the automatic sprinklers at the edge of the playground suddenly started, and the fine mist formed a hazy barrier between the two, cutting Xiu Xingmeng, who was in the Holy King's halo's sight, into pieces.

"Nothing else, I need to continue training."

Xiu Xingmeng's voice came from the other side of the water curtain, but her face was not visible in the Saint King's halo.

With less than a week left until the Satsuki Sho, nothing is more important to Hideyuki, who has even given up rest.

After all, she had already used the medical repair kit to suppress the injury, and that was all the time she had left.