A cute girl’s heart is capable of anything

Even in the room above the auditorium, the Qingzhu Fengya and Rudolf symbols could be heard clearly.

...It seems that some people are quite dissatisfied with Xiaomi Yu's performance on the field.

Qingzhu Fengya, who stared at the approximate location of the sound for a while, frowned slightly.

"...Sorry, I'll leave for a moment."

After a brief thought, the black-haired horse girl said symbolically to Rudolph, who was standing side by side with her, and then walked out of the room with a slightly hurried pace.

...I think I went to find Miyu.

Looking at the figure that quickly disappeared from his sight, Rudolf quickly came up with the answer.

Please save this school that is about to be abandoned! : 339: hero

assassin……

This is not the first time she has heard others use this word to describe herself.

She couldn't remember exactly when it started, but...

Mi Yu pursed her lips and bit her lips as she thought of the unpleasant things.

...I am also a horse racing girl.

Why... no one is willing to support me and see me win the competition?

'Mi Yu is my hero. '

Mi Yu... is not an assassin.

The petite horse girl with clenched teeth raised her head angrily.

Blue flames spurted out from the corners of her eyes.

"Mi Yu... is a 'hero'...!"

The petite horse girl who was not supported by people did not have a loud voice, but she roared and roared as if she wanted to burst out all the emotions that had been accumulated in her heart.

...Even if no one recognizes my victory in the end.

Even though I was greeted with boos in the end.

I also...want to win!

No matter what, I want to win!

Onee-sama...please look at me carefully!

"So fast! So fast! Mi Yu is catching up!"

"Two horses! One horse...they are even!"

"Which one is Mejiro McQueen winning three times in a row in the Spring Emperor's Prize! Or is Miyu finishing the overtake?"

"McQueen! Come on!"

"Don't lose!"

People were cheering for McQueen, who had been overtaken by Miyu, and the loud volume almost drowned out the sound of the wind blowing in their ears.

Onee-sama... Onee-sama, she...

Onee-sama, she is looking at me——!

Mi Yu, who was thinking like this, didn't notice at all that the blue flames in the corners of his eyes were being fanned by the wind.

"Bam—!"

"Mi Yu! Mi Yu has surpassed her!"

"Mi Yu is still keeping distance!"

"There are still 400 meters to go before the finish line! Can McQueen catch up with her in the last 400 meters?!"

"One horse! Two horses!"

"Mi Yu is still keeping distance!"

"What an amazing finish!"

"Are we going to decide the winner right now?!"

...Now I still have a chance to overtake!

Looking at the petite horse girl who was gradually moving away in front of her, Mejiro McQueen tried to keep up with her, but her legs refused to obey her.

...Move quickly——!

"The last 200 meters! Can Mejiro McQueen catch up?!"

"..."

Mejiro McQueen pursed his lips.

...I can't catch up.

The purple-haired horse girl sighed.

Her body was on the verge of reaching its limit, but the petite horse girl in front of her was still closing the distance between her and her.

——The outcome of this game has been completely decided at this moment.

"Mejiro McQueen can't catch up! Mejiro McQueen can't catch up!"

"Mi Yu Yiqi Juechen!"

Accompanied by the shouts of the commentator, the petite black-haired horse girl crossed the finish line.

"Rush the line!"

“The final winner of the Spring Emperor’s Prize is—rice bath!”

At this moment, it should have been the moment for the winner to enjoy the victory of the game, but at this moment, the racecourse was filled with boos.

- No one wants to see the 'Black Assassin' win.

They gathered here today because of Mejiro McQueen. They wanted to see her win the Spring Emperor's Award and help the Mejiro family win the Spring Emperor's Award for three consecutive years.

Then, in the sky full of splendor, Qing cheered loudly, celebrating her well-deserved victory.

——No one in the audience wanted to see the 'Black Assassin' win.

Mi Yu had known this would happen for a long time.

As early as when a man in the audience shouted in a questioning tone, "Are you going to be an assassin again?", she already knew what kind of situation she would be in now.

But even though she was mentally prepared, the petite Ma Niang still felt uncontrollably depressed.

With dim eyes, she lowered her head, took a deep breath, and suppressed the grievances and urge to escape from this place.

Then, after adjusting her mood, she raised her head and bowed to the audience.

Then, under everyone's gaze, she took steps and walked towards the contestants' tunnel.

hold back...

hold back.

Can't escape.

Can't cry.

Bourbon-san and onee-sama are looking at me.

And...I am the winner of this game.

No way, like a defeated soldier, run back in embarrassment under everyone's gaze.

Even if I am not recognized by everyone, I am still the winner of this game.

So... so...!

"Snapped."

Clear applause suddenly sounded.

The petite Ma Niang paused as she stepped forward, with a look of astonishment in her eyes.

She followed the direction of the sound and saw Mejiro McQueen, who was lagging behind her and had long purple hair, looking at her with a smile and applauding her.

...Miss McQueen?

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Like dominoes, the sounds of applause sounded one after another, gradually filling the ears of the petite black-haired horse girl.

——That is a moving piece of music dedicated to the winner.

"..."

Looking at the horse girls around him who were looking at him, Mi Yu finally got the voice he wanted to hear and pursed his lips, his petite body trembling uncontrollably.

This is it.

This is what I want to hear.

Like everyone else, I am just a racing girl who wants to win and get blessings from everyone!

I'm not an assassin.

Mi Yu... is a hero!

"..."

The petite horse lady choked and was speechless.

She looked at Ma Niang who was standing around her, tightly holding the corner of her victory uniform with her palms, and after a long time she bent down and bowed deeply.

--thank you all.

The petite black-haired horse girl kept repeating these four words in her heart.

--thank you all.

……

The petite black-haired horse girl walked into the contestant tunnel.

She walked around the corner in silence, then stopped and looked at the two people standing in front of her.

"Rice bath..."

Miura Hamon, who was standing on the left, looked at her worriedly and took a step forward.

"What's the matter? Are you all right?"

The black-haired horse girl on the right also looked at her with worry.

"Ah."

The petite horse girl's tone was silent.

Under the gaze of the two men, she took a step forward, and then another step.

The speed became faster and faster, and finally he ran into Qingzhu Fengya's arms.

"The catcalls... are so hurtful."

The petite Ma Niang, who could no longer control her emotions, choked with sobs and told the black-haired Ma Niang in front of her, who hugged her tenderly like a mother.

"Well, I know."

The black-haired horse girl patted her back and spoke softly.

"It feels so uncomfortable to crush her dreams with my own hands..."

"Well, I know."

Qingzhu Fengya closed her eyes and hummed softly.

Her singing seemed to have some magic power, soothing her heart like gurgling water.

"If you feel aggrieved, just tell me everything here, bit by bit."

The petite Ma Niang who fell into Qingzhu Fengya's arms heard her say to herself.