Uma Musume, do I have to tell you that I know how to use the Santa Hat special move?

As McQueen spoke, he walked to the seat opposite Stardust Illusion and picked up a towel to wipe his long hair.

"That's fine. But since we've already finished eating, let's talk about your business, McQueen. I should go back soon - otherwise if I come back too late, the dormitory manager will ask me questions, which is very troublesome."

The dormitory head, Fujiki, didn’t have much contact with Stardust Illusion.

But perhaps because of the attraction between the same sex, Stardust Illusion and Fuji Kiseki, the horse girl who is like the male lead of the Takarazuka band, do not have a very good relationship.

If the other party finds out that I come home late, I'm afraid he will give me an operatic lecture.

"hiss--"

McQueen gasped as he looked at the illusion of Stardust, who was sitting in his room but thinking about the dorm manager.

This guy...isn't he too heartless?

"Come and help me?"

McQueen pointed to the hair dryer in the corner and said calmly.

"..."

Blow dry your hair?

Stardust Illusion's eyelids twitched unconsciously, but he still obediently took the hair dryer in his hand and started to blow McQueen's hair.

The purple hair was slightly damp and flowed coolly between Stardust Illusion's fingers.

Along with the hot air from the hair dryer, the light citrus fragrance gradually spread in the room.

"Anyway - regarding the upcoming G3 open tournament, how are you going to run, Stardust?"

McQueen sat quietly with his back to the Stardust Illusion, letting the other party fiddle with his head and asked casually.

"Just run normally. This will be a good opportunity to test my current strength."

Stardust Illusion lifted the ends of the hair in his hands one by one, and twisted them carefully under the hot air with very skillful movements.

Of course, she had never done such a thing in her previous life, but after her sister fell ill last year, she practiced it many times in order to take care of her.

During those exercises, her sister also taught her specifically how to maintain the strength of the movements so that the person blowing the hair would feel comfortable.

"…I heard from my grandmother that some people from the JRA have learned about your victory over the noble family."

McQueen narrowed his eyes slightly, enjoying this rare moment of relaxation, and his tone gradually became gentler:

"Defeat the Nobles? Why not just send them the video of me being beaten up by the Nobles in training? Can't these people tell if they are serious or not?"

She replied unhappily.

The purple hair in front of her had gradually lost its moisture in her hands. Stardust Illusion put down the hair dryer and naturally placed her hands on McQueen's head.

Lightly place your ten fingers on top and press down with a little force.

"Um...!"

Feeling the unexpected pressure, McQueen let out a short cry of surprise, but immediately covered his mouth with his hands to suppress the strange feeling.

The fingers on top of her head seemed to have eyes, pressing accurately on her acupoints.

That wonderful feeling made McQueen relax more involuntarily, and he even felt his eyelids become heavier...

"cough!!"

She coughed hard to wake herself up again, then raised her voice and said:

“There will always be people who have unrealistic expectations. Right now, there are a lot of people who want to have a horse girl and win the Arc de Triomphe to prove themselves. You might also be asked to challenge that.”

"I?"

Stardust Illusion pondered McQueen's words, and continued to press instinctively with his hands.

The sense of power conveyed by the pressure made McQueen feel a slight pain and numbness on the top of his head, as if a slight electric current was flowing throughout his head.

Neither of them noticed that the slight blush on McQueen's cheeks became brighter.

"Stardust, um... you want to challenge the Classic Triple Crown, right? In that case... it will conflict with the schedule of the Arc de Triomphe. If someone gives you trouble then... you can ask grandma for help..."

The girl bit her lower lip lightly and squeezed out words to continue speaking.

"Let's talk about it then."

Stardust Illusion was not too worried about this, after all, the schedule was mainly handled by Toyama Scarlet.

After all, this academy is managed by Rudolph. Even if JRA wants to interfere with her schedule, the emperor will probably not allow this to happen.

"But then again, what does this have to do with my game in a few days?"

"uh-huh……"

McQueen leaned back gently, enjoying the massage of the stardust illusion.

Under the pressure of these strong hands, she felt that all the fatigue of the whole day began to be released, and her overall condition began to improve.

"Would you like to consider being a little less conspicuous during the competition?"

"..."

The Stardust Illusion did not answer, but the movement of his hands suddenly stopped.

Mejiro McQueen, who was enjoying the moment with his eyes closed, immediately noticed something was wrong.

She quickly turned around and looked over, only to find that the other person's face had turned dark.

"Um, I'm not asking you not to run as hard as you can, it's just—"

McQueen immediately wanted to explain.

"It's okay, McQueen."

The black face of the Stardust Illusion only existed for a moment before disappearing without a trace.

She smiled and turned McQueen's head back, and started pressing again:

"I know what you mean. You want me not to run away, right? If I use other running methods, even if I win the race, it won't be too exaggerated..."

"But even if it gets me into trouble, I still want to run as much as I can - because that's how I can get the highest level of shine."

"makes sense……"

McQueen was upset about her thoughts just now. She checked the mood of her friend behind her again, and then she felt relieved:

"As a runner in the Great Escape, you shouldn't have to worry about things outside of the competition. I didn't think it through. I'm sorry."

"Now that we've finished talking, I should probably go back..."

Stardust Illusion completed the head massage process and was about to leave.

However, as soon as she raised her hands, she felt a warm current pressing them back onto her silky smooth hair.

That's McQueen's hand.

"that--"

McQueen held down Stardust Illusion's hand, with his back turned so that his expression could not be seen.

The two ears twitched restlessly back and forth:

"Can you press it again? I just want to say, um... I feel like it can help me relax, which will be very helpful for tomorrow's training!"

"Is it very helpful for training?" Stardust Illusion was a little surprised.

Can just massaging your head have this effect?

The doctor had clearly told me that this would at best allow me to have a good night's sleep...

"It must be good. Stardust, please help me!"

McQueen said firmly.

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When Stardust Illusion finished massaging again, he looked carefully and found that McQueen was leaning against his arms and motionless.

"Hush...huh..."

Stretching his head forward, Stardust Illusion could clearly see that McQueen had his eyes closed and his nostrils flared slightly with the sound of his fine and regular breathing.

Under the lavender patterned pajamas, the slightly raised hillock also rose and fell with her breathing...

What's going on now? She just fell asleep like this?

The Stardust Illusion's body was a little stiff.

In order to avoid waking McQueen up with her movements, she didn't dare move too much.

No, you just fell asleep like this, how can I go back?

Looking at the peaceful expression on McQueen's face, Stardust Illusion didn't have the heart to wake her up.

She knew that the reason why McQueen fell asleep in her arms was entirely due to the amount of training.

Earlier, at the training ground, she could clearly see that McQueen was training to his limit alone.

It must have been very hard for McQueen, right?

She really wanted to improve.

Even after she got out of the shadow of failure, her strong sense of responsibility still forced McQueen to keep looking for ways to improve her abilities.

The same goes for Stardust Illusion herself. If she can increase her speed by even 1 point, she would be willing to exchange it for a whole day of running.

She once heard this statement:

From the day Ma-niang was born, everyone has dreamed of becoming "the strongest runner in the world".

It's the same for both her and McQueen.

Thinking of this, Stardust Illusion could only sigh helplessly.

She used her right arm to gently support the back of McQueen's head and back to prevent her from suddenly losing her balance.

He immediately bent down, put his right hand through the other person's legs, and with a little force from his legs, he held her in his arms and stood up.

Feeling the amazing softness of the girl's body, and looking at the whiteness in front of her that was inadvertently exposed because of her messy pajamas, Stardust Illusion couldn't help but be stunned:

Tsk, this guy is too defenseless.

Stardust Illusion was a little stunned.

She held the girl gently in her arms, slowly moved to the gorgeously decorated princess bed, and put her on it.

Gently pulling the quilt over him, Stardust Illusion looked at McQueen's peaceful sleeping face and let out a long sigh of relief:

"See you tomorrow."

She whispered, then turned and walked towards the door, opened it and left.

--no.

At some point, the handle of this door had become impossible to turn.

"?"

Stardust Illusion tried again, but still couldn't open the door. It was obvious that it had been locked from the outside.

For some reason, she seemed to see the old lady who hid her expression behind her folding fan, smiling secretly...

What does this mean? You are not allowed to leave, right?

Is this a trap?!

Stardust Illusion quickly looked back, only to find that McQueen was still lying on the bed motionless, and it was obvious that he had fallen asleep.

I was so scared that I actually thought it was a trap...Where's the window?

Stardust Illusion turned his gaze towards the window leading to the outside world, wondering if he would be okay if he jumped from the sixth floor...

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Stardust Illusion, are you still in there?"

That was the question Mejiro Ryan asked in a deliberately low voice.