The person in Uma Musume is Saint Seiya Torena!

"Shengli Te, you are still working. Why don't you consider going to Japan to see her at the end of the month?"

The heroic horse racing girl pulled a chair and sat opposite Saint-Rite. Her name was written on the badge on her right chest - Fighter!

"No, she will be back soon. It won't take long."

Facing the fighter's proposal, Saint-Leite replied without even raising his head, and started processing some documents and doing financial approval work. Recently, the Meteor Foundation has to spend a lot of money, and either it cannot afford it, or every expenditure needs to be carefully checked.

"Are you so sure she'll come back?"

The fighter picked up the ballpoint pen on the table and started playing with it. Ever since she retired and came to work at the Meteor Foundation, she also enjoyed the employee benefits issued by the three goddesses, and she remained young forever.

But all this comes at a price, and it is not free eternal youth. As an employee of the Meteor Foundation, she also needs to clock in for work seriously and work hard.

Saint-Reiter put down the pen in his hand and looked up at the horse girl who was almost the same generation as Pegasus. She debuted only one year later than Pegasus and was also a world-class horse girl who achieved the Triple Crown of Beauty and remained undefeated throughout the year.

She has only lost to Pegasus in her career. Rumor has it that after the first defeat, the opponent challenged Pegasus again in private. The result of the match is unknown, but judging from the indifferent expression on the person involved every time Saint-Rite asked about it, it was clear that this heroic horse racing girl was beaten to a pulp by that monster again.

"If you want to go find her, go ahead. She used administrator privileges. You are also an administrator and can contact her through the foundation. It's her business whether she meets or not."

Hearing Saint-Rite's answer, the fighter's face darkened. It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned administrator rights, but she got angry as soon as she heard about administrator rights.

"I'm not going to see her. Look at what she did when she came back. She interfered with the auction and arbitrarily removed items from the shelves without checking the year they were taken. She just randomly put one up."

"They even made the stupid mistake of canceling the Meteor Memorial Tournament, and have not given a reasonable time for the competition. When I asked the goddesses, they all said it was up to her."

"That's fine, I just assumed she was not in a clear mind after her trip. Now she wants to run in a competition. Is she crazy?"

The fighter mercilessly cursed Xiang Tianhai for everything he had done after coming to the modern era. It was all because of Xiang Tianhai's indiscriminate use of administrator privileges that caused her workload to increase dramatically. She was the administrator responsible for the Meteor Memorial and Auction systems, and she was furious at being treated like this by her old rival.

"It's no use for you to say that to me. If you have the guts, say the same thing to her."

Saint Reiter also agreed with what the fighter said. Pegasus's actions after returning were indeed excessive. He directly intervened in the internal affairs of the Meteor Foundation with the highest authority, but never discussed anything with the managers like them.

Judging from the background data, the other party never reads private messages, and the administrator's private message notification is equivalent to not sending it. This also makes Saint Liet very unhappy, but there is no way because the other party is the founder of this foundation and he can only endure it.

I'll just keep working for this hands-off boss and wait for him to come back to France to settle the score with him. All the rewards for my hard work for half a century must be paid in full!

"I would say the same thing to her face. That woman is so... annoying!"

When the fighter thought of what Pegasus had done to him in the past, he felt angry and wanted to go to Japan right now to capture the other party. Even if he couldn't beat her, he would still bite this unscrupulous horse girl.

"If you want to go, go ahead."

"The foundation is not short of money at the moment, so there is no need to hold an auction, and you don't have to worry about holding a shooting star memorial. You can enter and leave any country freely."

"If she goes, remember to ask her to come to Paris earlier in the second half of the year. It would be best if she could take the position of president."

After processing the financial approval report, Saint-Leite relaxed in her office chair and started chatting with the fighter. She also needed to relax.

After hearing what Saint-Rite said, the fighter opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say it and changed the subject instead.

"Why would you want to work for her here, Saint-Rite?"

The fighter was actually very curious about this silver-haired horse girl who had changed drastically. He had never met her in his career. She joined the Meteor Foundation only after knowing that there was a conflict in the Foundation, and Saint-Rite had been appointed as the acting president at that time.

"Da da da."

Faced with the fighter's question, Saint-Rite did not answer immediately, but tapped the desk with her calloused index finger, which has become her life habit over the years.

Whenever he encountered something difficult to answer or handle, Saint-Leite would knock on the table and think about how to solve the problem at hand and how to get things done.

"Fighter, you are different from me."

Saint-Rite stood up and made coffee for herself and the fighter. For the horse girls who have been working in the Meteor Foundation for many years, coffee is available in every office and the flavors are different.

"You have competed against her for many years, but I only competed against her for one year. For me, the experience of that year was of great significance. I witnessed the end of a legend with my own eyes."

"Torena, you have to take care of yourself."*4(18)

"I thought she would continue to compete with me next year. I was planning to have a good competition with her at the Arima Kinen and catch up with her."

"I want to beat her once, but I don't have the chance anymore, so sometimes I envy you, a fighter, for being able to compete with Pegasus in his true prime for many years."

After handing the fighter a cup of brewed instant coffee, Saint-Rite sat back in his desk chair, holding his cup and looking at his colleague and senior in front of him, his eyes full of envy.

"What's there to envy? That guy is just like that."

"hiss!"

"It's so bitter and spicy, Saint Rite, your taste is really weird! That's why Tornado has been saying that there's something wrong with your taste buds."

After taking a sip of the coffee brewed by Saint-Leite for her, the fighter's heroic face turned grim. It's not that she couldn't accept the bitterness of coffee, but adding chili peppers and the like into it was really a dark dish!

"Senior Tornado, she did say that to me, but I remember she is now in a foundation in the United States and hasn't been back to the headquarters for a long time."

"Come to think of it, hasn't the Earl been back for many years?"

"Well, let me think, have the forwards also been gone for a while?"

When the name "Cyclone" was mentioned, Saint-Leit became excited. In addition to the headquarters in Paris, the Meteor Foundation also has several branches in other countries.

Tornado and other horse girls also left the headquarters and returned to their hometown to set up the North American branch of the Meteor Foundation, taking charge of the horse girls' affairs in North America and sharing a considerable portion of the work.

"Well, you're not even as old as me, so why is your memory so bad?"

"Xuanfeng and the others have been away from the association for half a century. They have all returned to their hometowns to handle affairs there. Basically, everyone is communicating online."

"Are you too tired?"

The fighter frowned and looked at Saint-Rite. She had always admired this junior horse girl. Although she felt uncomfortable every time she saw her hair color and eyes that were the same as Pegasus, this was also the main reason why she stayed in the headquarters.

Pegasus, only those horse girls who have actually competed with her know how powerful this horse girl is and how much she attracts the attention of other horse girls.

"I see. No wonder it's all electronic communication."

Saint-Leite took a sip of his special refreshing coffee. So many years had passed in the blink of an eye. Everyone went their separate ways and had not come back for a long time. They were all busy dealing with the endless work at hand.

The heroic horse girl fighter noticed something was wrong. Did the silver-haired, red-eyed horse girl in front of him have Alzheimer's disease, or had she worked too long and forgotten a lot of things? How could she not remember so many things?

"Saint, you haven't told me why you are handling the affairs of the Meteor Foundation for that guy."

"Don't think about getting away with it. I understand you. You just said that you wanted to win, but you didn't say why you stayed here."

"It can be said that without you, there would be no Meteor Foundation today. Tell me why."

Putting down the coffee cup in his hand, the fighter looked at Saint-Rite seriously. You know, all the horse girls who have joined the Meteor Foundation over the years will return to their hometowns from time to time to give themselves a short vacation.

Only Saint-Rite has been stationed at the headquarters of the Meteor Foundation in Paris for decades, never leaving, always working in the office to handle affairs, waiting for the real owner of the Meteor Foundation to return.

"…Why do you stay here?"

Faced with the fighter's entanglement, Saint-Rite chose to ask the other party back. She vaguely remembered that this heroic horse girl who had fought with Pegasus for several years had never left since she joined the Meteor Foundation.

"Answer my question first, and then I'll answer yours. Don't always answer questions with questions, you little white-haired devil!"

The fighter, who had a bad temper to begin with, became annoyed by Saint-Rite's constant evasions and questions, so he revealed his true nature and became a little agitated.

Seeing that her question made the fighter angry, Saint Liet did not feel embarrassed or ashamed. She knew the temper of this senior horse girl very well, and she was just a little impatient.

Putting down the coffee cup in his hand, Saint-Rite leaned back in his office chair with a dazed look on his face. He looked at the somewhat angry fighter in front of him and told him the reason why he had stayed in the foundation.

"I want to wait for her to come back and tell her that I am no longer the little pony girl who cried and asked for the winning uniform. I am now a mature horse girl who can stand on my own."

The fighter who got the answer was stunned. This was an answer she didn't expect. She had asked Saint-Rite before why there was a Pegasus decisive suit, but she never got an answer from the other party.

I didn't expect that Saint-Rite got the victory suit this way, that's great.

The fighter didn't know how to face Saint Reiter. Even though she was the person in charge and manager of this part of the auction, she had never owned a Pegasus suit of her own. It was always the goddess who gave her the packaged gift box, and then there was no follow-up after she gave it away.

The Meteor Memorial Tournament also came fully packaged in gift boxes, which were distributed to the contestants and winners one by one. Except for the prosperous ending that Saint Liet had, the fighters never touched any of Pegasus's private and decisive clothes.

"Now that I've explained my reasons, why do you stay at the Foundation?"

Brushing her side bangs, Saint-Rite changed her posture to make herself more comfortable, waiting for the fighter to tell her why she had stayed in the foundation for so many years and never left. This was a fair exchange of answers to the questions.

Seeing her junior looking at her in such a lazy posture, the fighter curled her lips in dissatisfaction. What she hated most was Saint-Rite sitting like this. She had told him many times not to do this annoying posture, but the other party never changed at all.

"She owes me a wish."

It was a very brief answer, but it made Saint-Leite's expression change and she sat up. This was the first time she heard about this from a fighter, and this secret aroused her curiosity.

"When did this happen?"

Without asking the fighter what wish he wanted to make, Saint-Rite was more concerned about when this happened. There was no information about this incident in his mind, and it was obviously a secret in the fighter's heart.

"It happened on October 1st of a certain year."

Regarding his own secret, the fighter generously told Saint-Rite the time when it happened. It was also the first time she saw Pegasus, who was leading the whole arena, actually shed tears. What happened that day will be unforgettable for her for the rest of her life.

"Fighter, today is a good day. I can grant you a wish."

"Haven't you thought about it yet?"

"It doesn't matter. When you have made up your mind, tell me and I will make your wish come true."

The fighter will never forget what Pegasus said to her with tears in her eyes but a gentle smile. On that day, she truly saw a horse girl with flesh and blood and soul, not a machine that only knew how to run away.

Pegasus.105 Crossing the Ocean to Find an Old Friend

"There have been several triple crown horse girls in recent years. Do you have any favorites?"

The two executives of the Meteor Foundation stopped talking about their private stories and turned the topic to the Triple Crown horse girls in recent years. Saint-Rite took out his favorite carrot snacks and shared some with the fighters, then glanced at the latest news on the computer and clicked on them casually.

"Thank you, Secretariat."

After thanking Saint-Reiter for the snacks, the fighter spoke directly out his true inner thoughts. The North American triple crown horse girl is at the peak of her career, and no horse girl of the same period can suppress her.

"There have been many amazing horse girls in North America in recent years."

Saint Reiter was not surprised to hear the fighter mention Secretariat's name. Secretariat should be the strongest horse girl after achieving the triple crown achievement in recent years. No one of the same generation or younger generation can surpass her.

For someone as old as me, I can walk a few steps if I want to run, but I can only walk a few steps. Don't contact me if I want to walk more than 2000 meters.

"Secretariat suddenly appeared, and two years later, Seattle Swamp appeared. They swore to be the two North American Triple Crown horse girls."

After searching for recent information in North America, Saint Liet read out the information on the screen, then took a look at the information of the Triple Crown horse girls in other countries and couldn't help but frown.

"If there were no restrictions, I would have gone out to run two laps a long time ago. These young horse racing girls still don't have enough experience and need more training."

Compared to Saint-Rite's sigh, the fighters from North America have very high expectations for the younger generation of horse racing girls in their hometown. If they were in the era of themselves and Pegasus, Secretariat and others would have to get past Tornado and the others if they wanted to win.

The four of Cyclone, Earl, Striker and Example are enough to give the Secretariat and others a hard time. Add in the fighter himself, and it will be a decisive battle.

"Fighter, your requirements are too high. They are still children. The times now are not as dark as ours. They live in the best era and can run freely without any pressure."

Searching for the Triple Crown Horse Girl, Saint Reiter saw the name Pegasus. She was the Triple Crown Horse Girl of many countries and had won thousands of games without a loss.

"The pressure we had back then was all caused by one person, that unscrupulous silver-haired horse girl."

After finishing the snacks in his hand, the fighter, who was still not satisfied, stood up and walked to Saint-Rite, ready to see if there were other snacks in the other's drawer to satisfy his craving. When he saw Pegasus on the computer screen, his face immediately fell.

But the fighter's eyes were filled with longing for the unscrupulous horse girl. She hadn't seen the lively Pegasus for half a century. If the three goddesses hadn't helped her and others delay aging, she would never have waited for this hands-off boss to come back.

"Fighter."

Saint-Rite watched the fighter take a few bags of his snacks and suddenly called out his name.

"What? Are you so anxious just because I took a few bags of snacks from you? You look so stingy... Ahem, why is this sour and spicy again!?"

The fighter choked on the broad beans in her mouth and started coughing. She was so weird that she believed that the snacks in Saint-Rite's desk were harmless to her. After swallowing a mouthful of broad beans, she felt her tear glands starting to work.

"Go find her in Japan."

Saint-Rite looked extremely serious. As the acting president of the Meteor Foundation, she certainly couldn't leave. Only Fighter, who was free, could go out to look for Pegasus. She had decided to return the winning suit that she had asked for after the Arima Memorial Tournament.

"...I won't go."

Regarding Saint-Rite's request, Dou??

"Nikin, long time no see."*2

?The slightly slow answer undoubtedly shows that the other party actually wants to go, but cannot save face and does not want to take a vacation while his colleagues are working.

"I need you to take this dress to her, and this letter."

There was a small room behind the president's office where Saint-Rite worked. It was where she had lived in recent years. She took out the winning suit from the closet and handed a thick envelope to the fighter.

"...You are so willing to do so."

The fighter carefully took the winning suit handed to her by Saint-Leite. This winning suit that Pegasus wore as a farewell to the arena made her feel sad. The fighter believed the owner of the clothes and told him to take care of himself before competing.