Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

At this time, she is the most ferocious and hungry wolf.

The alpha wolf who leads the entire wolf pack!

It turned out to be the case.

She clutched her whining stomach.

Only then did Narita Bairen realize what he should do.

Raising her head, she looked towards the front of the hunting ground, the black figure that kept running.

"Ah..."

The prey is already in the bag.

2 Forty Chapters On the Far Field

"The two fleeing horses are fighting for the leading position!"

"Although this has only reached the middle of the game, the posture of the two players seems to have entered the sprint stage of the final straight line—!"

"The unnamed player who is currently in the leading position is one and a half horses behind Narita Bairen, and No.3 is six horses behind Narita Bairen! And this gap is still widening—!"

The host's voice echoed in the Kyoto Racecourse, and the audience watched the arena intently.

The sound of cheers came out occasionally, but after Narita Shirahito showed his escape posture, the sound became smaller and smaller.

They are watching, they are listening, and they are feeling everything about the two players on the field.

It was as if they were the only ones left in the world.

This group of players running around on the field.

Get in the way, get in the way!

Blinking is a hindrance, rain is a hindrance!

Even breathing feels in the way!

People clutched umbrellas tightly, the cold making their fingers pop out of veins.

Even if the sky is falling at this time, it can't stop their determination to watch the game.

There are no tricks, no strategies, no ways.

The two of them were simply running, purely competing...with the most primitive speed.

In this ancient field where the fence has disappeared.

"Amazing……"

Standing in the auditorium, Special Zhou couldn't help but speak.

Even though she was just a freshman, even if she had never participated in any competitions, she could still feel the infinitely extending straight line standing in front of the two of them.

Not only that, but the running posture displayed by that black figure at this time is so familiar.

See you in particular week.

It should be said that she has seen it many times.

On the training field, on the field.

That figure was running in front of her.

Silent Suzuka, her posture is exactly Silent Suzuka!

However, there are some differences between the two.

The posture shown by the other party is even more incredible than the silent Suzuka.

The feeling of being able to absorb the light into the body and being unable to look away at all is far from being brought by Silent Suzuka.

She is more complete than Suzuka.

Even so, the extremely similar running posture of the two is enough to make Special Zhou doubtful.

"Suzuka-san, is that person... Suzuka-san?"

She turned her head to look at the orange-haired girl next to her, but she didn't know when the other party's umbrella had been put down.

The rain wet her hair and slid down her cheeks.

And mixed in the cold rain, there were her tears.

"Suzuka-san... are you crying?"

Special weeks, no response.

The black figure was reflected in the reddish blue-green eyes.

It's you……

Silent Suzuka's lips trembled.

Branded in the young memory, burned in the soul of Silent Suzuka.

The way of running that can never be erased, the person who can never be forgotten.

Are you finally willing to appear in front of me again?

……

huh... huh...

The breathing became heavier and heavier.

Muscles groaned.

Every inch of her body, every bone, seemed to be pressed by a red iron.

Countless ants were biting inside her body, stirring her nerves frantically.

Not enough, she wasn't fast enough.

Lift up, down, up, down...

The girl's feet were flying on the grass.

After repeating the two simple actions countless times, it is already difficult to distinguish them.

Lift, drop, lift, drop...

How do humans run?

The thighs and calves support the body together, kick the ground backwards, and send the body forward.

All people, all of them.

However, after seeing the girl's actions, this almost universal consensus, regardless of language, has changed.

The soft and boneless feet caressed on the grass, and the girl's body kept moving forward in the breeze.

1000 meters, 500 meters, 2000 meters, 500 meters...

The distance was getting longer and longer, but her speed showed no sign of weakening.

The girl's feet bloomed out of that frail body, with energy that could not exist at all.

Eclipse turned his head and looked at the young figure who was following closely behind him.

This speed is enough to throw away all the opponents you meet and completely shatter their confidence.

However, no matter how far she ran, when she looked back, she could still see the young girl chasing after her.

What a terrible willpower.

This is a game without an end, until one person stops and declares defeat.

Otherwise the game will not stop.

"Son, are you physically strong enough?"

Eclipse asked.

Her voice reached the distant girl's ears.

no answer.

But the eclipse saw it.

Her gaze passed through her, looking further afield.

It is farther away than this endless grassland and this endless sky.

Eclipse took a deep breath.

So go ahead...

The game is not over yet.

……

"It's getting closer, the distance between the two is getting closer! With a distance of one horse, can Narita Bairen catch up with this unknown contestant——!"

A long howl pierced the arena, and on this vast plain, a group of gray wolves howled and rushed towards their prey.

Narita Bairen attacked it.

She is a wolf.

Also a hungry wolf.

After completely releasing her instincts, nothing can suppress her body anymore.

Close, closer!

Sharp fangs stretch out to the neck of the prey.

Subsequently.

Kacha-!

People heard the crisp sound of teeth clenching.

It's a pity that there is no scene of blood splattering.

The hungry wolf's attack was in vain.

The prey that was close at hand struggled desperately and fled away.

Ah!

She smiled ferociously.

Run, no matter how far you run, I will catch you!

Crouching on his body, Narita Bairen chased after him again.

"Bai Ren..."

On the observation deck, Rudolph murmured.

At this moment, her mood is indescribable.

As the 'Emperor', Rudolph symbolized the uncontrollable admiration for the two on the field.

It would be great if I were to say that I am also on this field...

Such an idea even appeared in her heart.

Of course, what Rudolph envied was not that the opponent could participate in this game.

She is envious of this pure battle that puts aside glory, fame, and prestige, and ignores everything around it.

Rudolph could feel it.

The two who are vying for the top spot are not against each other.

What they really struggle with is the desire to run in their hearts!

Abandoning the complicated thoughts, I completely devoted myself to my own world.

This state of ecstasy made Rudolph envious.

It is so hopeful, but impossible to ask for.