The person in Uma Musume is Saint Seiya Torena!

"…Do you have any other superpowers?"

Nijinsky still pushed away Xiang Tianhai who was getting closer to him, and tried his best to avoid looking at the person in front of him who was beginning to smell fragrant again. The fragrance began to feel wrong again.

"It can't be called a superpower, it's just a little bit of ability."

Facing the shocked Nijinsky in front of him, Xiang Tianhai habitually made a fingertip cosmic gesture. Most of his abilities were acquired from previous missions, and were only strengthened after he practiced the microcosm seriously recently.

"call."

Nijinsky opened the car door and took a deep breath. The aroma inside the car almost drove her crazy. Then she started the car and prepared to leave, taking the culprit to buy a mobile phone first.

"If you and Maru get together in the future, will your child inherit your abilities?"

Nijinsky, who was driving, followed the previous topic and asked Tianhai the questions in his heart. For Ma Niang, children born from excellent parents are often highly anticipated.

It seemed like he had heard similar words somewhere before. Xiang Tianhai touched his chin, and the magical face of Mejiro Kamine flashed through his mind. It seemed that the last person who asked him whether he would inherit the throne was Mejiro Kamine?

"I don't know, but I still hope the child won't touch this thing."

For various considerations, Xiang Tianhai still doesn't want his future children to really awaken the little universe one day. Young children often lack self-control, and he dare not imagine the scene if they punch someone else.

"I really want to see the day when you and Maru's child compete on the field. When are you going to confess to Maru?"

Nijinsky had to roll down the car window to let the cold wind in. The temperature in the car where Xiang Tianhai was sitting rose inexplicably, and he didn't need to turn on the air conditioner at all. The fragrance became more and more intense, and he was really about to feel dizzy.

"I don't know. Let's see later. I feel like she's been a little weird lately, ever since..."

Thinking of what happened with Maruzenski in the Saint team, Xiang Tianhai stopped talking immediately, but Maruzenski became honest from that day on and would ask for his opinion on everything, which was more in line with the gentle and considerate impression he had in the anime in his previous life.

"Did you bully Maru?"

Nijinsky's rationality and intelligence were still online, and he realized that Xiang Tianhai had something to hide. Based on his impression of the boy in front of him, he decided to change his words.

As for bullying Maruzensky, Nijinsky knew his daughter's temper. Only Maruzensky bullied Xiang Tianhai, and the boy in front of him was too much of a nice guy.

"That's not the case. Never mind. It's okay."

Xiang Tianhai waved his hand and decided to skip this topic. He couldn't tell Nijinsky that your daughter bit herself and made her bleed. It was better to keep sensitive and embarrassing things in his heart.

"..."

After being evaded, Nijinsky remained silent for a moment, knowing that Xiang Tianhai didn't want to say anything and didn't intend to dig into the issue. It was just that she had just remembered one thing: how did the other party survive that era of cannibalism?

"Pegasus, how did someone with your personality survive the 40s?"

After hesitating for a long time, Nijinsky still asked Xiang Tianhai while waiting for the traffic light. Judging from the results of the current contact, the boy in front of him was undoubtedly a gentle rabbit who would not bite unless forced into a corner.

"What do you mean by a person of my character?"

"If you were born in my time and competed with me, I would let you know what true cruelty is."

"At that time, I was still very fierce!"

Nijinsky had never seen this nice guy really angry, but the field in the afternoon did give her a shock. When the legendary horsegirl fields of the last century collided, Pegasus won by a crushing margin.

"I will kick anyone who has bad thoughts towards me into an urn."

The very calm tone made Nijinsky stunned. Under the flashing neon lights, she turned her head to look at Tianhai, and the other's deep black eyes became even deeper.

Pegasus.134 Saint Reed in the Dream

A beautiful day starts with seeing the familiar ceiling, at least that's what Xiang Tianhai thought after meditating all night. Last night, he met with Nijinsky and Fusion, and calmed Maruzensky's anxious mood.

After midnight, Xiang Tianhai returned to his villa in Maruzenski's sports car. Shibumiya was still waiting for him in the living room. She was still mumbling "too sweet" while sleeping.

Xiang Tianhai became extremely anxious when he thought about how he opened his phone last night, downloaded the software again, and was filled with pop-up messages when he logged into his account.

She sent a lot of messages to all the horse girls she knew, especially Maruzenski, who sent more than a hundred messages. Her anxiety was revealed between the lines. Fortunately, Xiang Tianhai finally appeared safely in front of this horse girl who was about to collapse.

"Aldan..."

When Xiang Tianhai thought about the fact that he did not show up after the match at Mejiro Altan yesterday, he couldn't help scratching his hair. There was nothing more difficult than the trainer disappearing on the night of the team's debut match.

If there was, it must be that Xiang Tianhai forgot to hand over the complete and authentic Winged Pegasus Victory Suit to Mejiro Takamine, although he told the other party through the Internet that he was fine and said that he would bring the clothes to Tresen College tomorrow.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door, and Xiang Tianhai didn't even need to use his perception to know who was outside the door. The only person who would knock on his door at this time was the hardworking housekeeper, Shibumiya.

He used his mind to open the locked door and unbolted the three tightly locked bolts. Xiang Tianhai was still sitting cross-legged there, with no intention of getting up.

"Click."

The person waiting outside also heard the sound of the door being unlocked. When he pushed the door open and walked in, he saw Xiang Tianhai still meditating with his eyes closed. He looked around and made sure that there was no one there before entering the room.

"Good morning, I'm here to pick up last night's and today's share..."

Zhishenggong, who tried his best to remain calm, pinched the corner of his clothes unnaturally. He learned from the goddess that Xiang Tianhai's soul had returned to normal and he no longer needed to punch in on time every day to receive the goods.

However, as he was getting used to it, Shibumiya decided to come over to receive the goods. Without this step, he would feel uncomfortable.

"Madam, let me have a good rest during this period, and we will talk about it next month."

After hearing Shibumiya's speech which was almost the same as he expected, Xiang Tianhai opened his eyes and looked at Shibumiya in front of him helplessly. He had too many things to do during this period of time.

He needs to take care of the training, competition, and emotions of the horse girls in the Saint team. The students of Mejiro Takamine and Maruzenski can barely get by, but the most urgent task is to repair his own holy clothes, and he also needs to study the skills given by the system seriously.

Xiang Tianhai, who was unable to handle all the tasks, could only put off some unnecessary things. At least it was better to put off the things that would be confiscated by Lu Mao Damiang sooner or later. He also promised his cheap mother Medusa that he would practice well.

"Oh."

Seeing that Xiang Tianhai was unwilling, Zhi Shenggong did not force him. She also felt that the character of this enemy in front of her was gentle but also tough at times, and now he was rejecting her half softly and half hard.

"Why aren't you wearing that, um, holy garment today?"

Shibaumiya sat down on the bed and stretched out his hand. The coldness from his fingertips told him that no one had slept in the bed last night. He sniffed gently and it was still his scent, and the scent of Xiang Tianhai was very faint.

Sure enough, Xiang Tianhai meditated underground all night last night and did not get a proper rest at all.

"It's in the box. I wore it for a long time but it made my butt uncomfortable, so I stopped wearing it."

Well, even if I wear it, it will be tattered. It’s better to put it in the box first and see how far the armor can repair itself.

After getting the answer from Xiang Tianhai, Zhishenggong nodded perfunctorily. Such an abstract answer was something her little man could do. Her bright blue eyes turned and noticed the wooden Buddhist beads on the table.

"This is?"

Although she was wondering how Xiang Tianhai suddenly got the Buddhist beads, Zhi Shenggong did not pick up this string of Buddhist beads casually. In her mind, the things around Xiang Tianhai were not simple, and the Buddhist beads in front of her must have a great origin.

"It's okay. These are beads from the fruit trees in my uncle's back garden. I'll put them on a plate during this time."

Seeing that Zhishenggong showed no intention of leaving his room, Xiang Tianhai did not want to continue meditating. He stood up, took the black Buddhist beads on the table, rubbed them twice, and then handed them to Zhishenggong.

"Your uncle?"

Only with Xiang Tianhai's permission did Zhi Shenggong dare to take the Buddhist beads. However, compared to the Buddhist beads in his hand, Zhi Shenggong was more curious about who the uncle Xiang Tianhai mentioned was. Judging from the other party's age, his uncle must be more than a hundred years old.

"Well, he is a very powerful person. In short, he is the king of the underground."

Xiang Tianhai, who explained casually, obviously did not notice the ambiguity in his words. At least in Zhishenggong's understanding, underground = underworld = swords and blood, which made her have the lowest favorable impression of Xiang Tianhai's uncle.

Xiang Tianhai did not explain too much and picked up his mobile phone which he had left overnight. He first replied to the messages from Maruzenski and Mejiro Takamine. He simply ignored the message from Sun Chariot about the fierce battle and read the message from Fusion without replying.

As for the news about the fighters...

"Ugh."

Xiang Tianhai couldn't help but sigh, thinking about how he had spent another sum of points to buy a new winning suit just to allow the fighters to continue holding the auction, and also to give face to the blue boss Gao Duofen who helped him last night.

It was impossible for the Meteor Foundation to sell fake goods later, so he could only reluctantly buy a new winning suit and let the blue boss Godolphin pass it to the fighter, and decided to wear the fake one in the next competition.

It feels very hard to earn points, but spending them is like water. Xiang Tianhai spent a lot of points in the skill Up pool yesterday afternoon. Although he drew some very good skills, it still takes time to practice.

Buying a third new Winged Pegasus victory suit is still a bit too extravagant. It is better to save money on this unnecessary expense. You can just wear the fake one made by Bayer. If that doesn't work, there are other victory suits to wear.

"Sniff."

Zhi Shenggong frowned. Why did she smell the scent of other horse girls on Xiang Tianhai? The smell was very unfamiliar. She should not have seen these horse girls before.

"What did you do yesterday?"

Zhisheng Palace, who unknowingly took on the aura of a housekeeper, asked Xiang Tianhai what he had done last night and why he had the smell of a strange horse girl on him, and the sour smell of green oranges used to cover it up was too obvious!

"Just having a meal with Maruzenski and her elders."

Xiang Tianhai, who knew how sensitive Umamusume's nose was, used the Green Orange Method in Nijinsky's car yesterday to cover up his excessive femininity and successfully dealt with Maruzensky.

Xiang Tianhai took a careful bath when he returned home in the evening, and then put orange peels inside his clothes. He had been meditating until now, and the taste was full of the sour taste of green oranges.

Even so, Zhi Shenggong still smelled that he was with a bunch of horse girls last night, which made Xiang Tianhai feel that his previous thoughts were still a bit naive. A woman like Zhi Shenggong who is diligent and housekeeping is also very outstanding in catching mistresses.

"You'd better actually eat instead of being eaten."

Vaguely realizing that Xiang Tianhai was intentionally hiding something, Zhi Shenggong lowered her eyebrows and glanced at the other's waist and crotch. She felt that something must have happened yesterday that made Xiang Tianhai decide to recuperate.

"There is no one in this world who can eat me against my will."

Xiang Tianhai answered Zhishenggong nonchalantly with a normal expression, but he was actually very panicked inside. Women's intuition was really scary. It seemed that he had to be more careful in the future, and use cultivation and health preservation to reject all seizure behaviors.

"I do not believe."

Seeing such arrogant remarks made by Xiang Tianhai, Prince Shibumiya would definitely not tolerate the head of the family. He decided to challenge the other party's weakness and test the authenticity of his words with practical actions.

"If you don't want to believe it, then don't believe it. Don't touch me, I really don't want it!"

Pushing away Zhishenggong who wanted to touch him, Xiang Tianhai quietly lay down on his bed, covered himself with a quilt with his back to him, and decided to get a few hours of normal sleep. He needed proper relaxation after meditating all the time.

Zhi Shenggong was stunned by Xiang Tianhai's tough rejection for the first time, his eyes were focused on Xiang Tianhai who was lying on his side facing him. The other party must be hiding something, and it must be a lot of things!

"I'll go downstairs to cook. From now on, we won't do this routine. You can come to me anytime you want. Don't harm the other horse girls. They are still children."

Since Tianhai received no response no matter how she pushed him, Shibumiya had to give up challenging Tianhai's authority. She had already seen the ice ball condensed in someone's hand warning her, so she left the room, saying some words that seemed angry but were actually selfish.

Alone again, Xiang Tianhai breathed a sigh of relief. Among what Shibumiya had just said, the only sentence "not routine" made him prick up his ears. His life in the future would be more relaxed.

Xiang Tianhai closed his eyes without overdrawing the pressure on his body. He could also take this opportunity to catch up on some sleep so that he could stand up straight and live his life in the future. It was really not easy.

Xiang Tianhai, who was relaxed, soon fell into a deep sleep. His sleep quality did not seem to be very good. It seemed that he had a uncomfortable dream, which made him struggle inside.

"Winter has passed and spring has come, Pegasus. It has been fifty-five years since you left..."

I don’t know if it’s because you think about it during the day and dream about it at night, or if it’s fate, but Xiang Tianhai dreamed of Saint Reiter in his dream, but the little pony girl in front of him was no longer the crybaby in his impression.

Saint-Rite, who is in charge of the Meteor Foundation in Paris, is bent over the desk, writing a letter to Pegasus. She writes several similar letters every year, one at the turn of each season.

"It's the same old story. Everyone is still waiting for your return. Not only me, but the fighters are also waiting for your return."

"Waiting is a very cruel thing. Some horse girls are almost at their limit."

"When you see this letter, I hope you can take the time to come back, or check your backstage messages and let everyone know that you are safe."

After writing the letter, Saint-Martin picked up the envelope beside him and stuffed the letter into it. He then took out an alcohol lamp to melt the sealing wax and carefully sealed it.

The fighter at this time watched all this silently, witnessing Saint-Rite write and seal the last letter, put it in the pile of letters, and take it to Pegasus in Japan.

The Saint Reed in the dream has become very similar to Pegasus. Their appearance is so similar that they can be said to be real sisters. Their voices have also become mature and steady. Perhaps the only thing that remains unchanged is the affection in each other's eyes.

Xiang Tianhai, who was watching from a third-person perspective, felt ashamed of that persistence and perseverance in love. Just when he was about to end the dream with his own will and wake himself up, the dream changed.

It was still Fighter and Saint-Rite, but the two were obviously not in the office. Instead, they were in someone's room, seemingly discussing something.

"Do you really want to do this?"

With red eyes, Saint Reiter spoke hesitantly. Although the Winged Pegasus victory suit was going to be sold, she was upset that it was not the original one. The only good news was that the fighters who rushed back confirmed that Pegasus was doing well.

It was so good that the fighter made concessions and was deceived by the lie that promised eternal youth. It would be even better if the other party could come back with him, but the earliest he could come back would be in the second half of the year.

The fighter's trip to Japan was not in vain, at least he wanted to bring back some gifts for himself. But this gift was too unique, so unique that Saint-Leite wondered if the fighter had mental problems.

"The rest is yours. I've already used it."

Because the quilt was covering everything, Xiang Tianhai didn't know what the fighter had handed to Shengliet under the quilt, but he felt that it was definitely not a good thing, and he had a bad feeling.

"Will it hurt?"

Saint-Rite clenched the glass bottle in her hand. It was the first time for her to put something like this on her private parts. When she was under a lot of pressure in the past, she just used her fingers to relieve stress, but she had never used such a unique gift to relieve stress.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt."

The fighter persuaded Saint-Rite in a coaxing tone. He only used one third of the glass bottle and gave the remaining two thirds to Saint-Rite.

"Is it really effective?"

The cold bottle mouth slowly entered her body, and Saint-Rite couldn't help but shudder. The foreign body sensation made her very uncomfortable, and she wanted to give up this ridiculous practice.

Seeing that Saint-Rite wanted to retreat, the fighter raised his eyebrows, reached into the quilt, held the glass bottle for Saint-Rite and poured the liquid into his body.

"Uh-huh."