The dreamy horse racing girl and the real me

"Phew! Work, work, work."

Wu Feng picked up the towel and started working.

And on the other side.

"Has Wu Feng had a good meal?"

"Wu Feng won't secretly eat instant noodles again."

Cove was sitting in a taxi heading to Trayssen.

Xiaowan likes to take care of others the most, but he is also most afraid of being taken care of by others.

Maybe this means that dragon slayers will eventually become dragons?

Xiaowan's parents did their best to pamper Xiaowan when he came back from vacation.

The posture was just like that of the Dragon King who came back from a distant trip and found that he suddenly had a daughter.

Pamper me, pamper me fiercely!

Not only did he not enjoy the joy of taking care of others, he also had to be taken care of like a child by his own parents.

Not only that, there is a person living alone in Kyoto, with all kinds of bad habits in his daily life.

When you go to bed early, you must look at your phone in bed until late at night. When you get up, you say you will not look at it next time.

It was still the same at night.

When it comes to eating, I lose if I step out of the dormitory. I either order takeout or eat instant noodles. Anyway, I win if I don’t leave the dormitory.

Wu Feng, who is so naughty and mischievous, lives alone in the dormitory.

Xiao Haiwan has been worried about Wu Feng's daily life.

After seeing Tamamo's photo, Xiaowan's dream made Xiaowan even more uneasy.

So, Wu Feng was pleasantly surprised (or frightened) and set off towards Traisen.

Xiaowan, who had just gotten off the taxi, suddenly felt it.

Someone is calling yourself.

Cove Mom Radar activated!

Well.

It's always like this.

Obviously when I was studying seriously as a child, my family would never see this happening.

When you just sit down to rest.

"Tsk, why are you lazy again? Please study hard."

When you clean the whole room and expect praise from your parents, they often turn a blind eye.

But when you sit down and turn on your computer.

"Awei, you're playing video games again. How about you go take a rest?"

Well, high blood pressure is here.

We generally call it Murphy's Law.

Just like now, before Wu Feng cleaned the room, he called Xiaowan's mother.

just now.

Looking at the opened door, the clean and tidy room is refreshing.

And his own Torena was lying on the tatami sleeping soundly.

I put on my shoes and walked in slowly. The floor had just been wiped, the tabletop had been tidied, and the room was clean.

It's like trying to cover up something.

So, did Wu Feng have a premonition of his arrival?

but.

Xiaowan closed the open door, silently knelt on the floor, and gently placed Wu Feng's head on his lap.

"Well, that's good, that's good."

Strange to say.

Man is a very strange creature.

It is most relaxing to know clearly better than anyone else, to not care about anyone, and to ignore anyone.

But I still hope to love others and be loved by others.

Wu Feng is a troublesome child, and Tamamo is also a troublesome child.

The little bay is clear.

However, when looking at Wu Feng's sleeping face.

The small bay feels relaxing from the inside out.

That's weird.

The man in front of me.

I don’t know what evil is possessed by me, but looking at the other person’s sleeping face makes me feel at ease.

Watching the other person laugh makes you laugh too.

He reached out and poked the other person's face. Only at this time would the other person be quiet.

If it were normal, Wu Feng would definitely turn his head and look at himself with dead eyes and ask himself what happened.

He is obviously a child, so why do he pretend to be mature?

And then you have to pretend to be young?

"Oh hey, Torena-san."

"Oh hi yo, cove."

Xiaowan's hair gently scratched his face.

A light aroma lingers on the tip of the nose, like the scent of carnax.

Opening your eyes and seeing a beautiful girl in front of you is a little more troublesome.

"Torena-san, you only feel like a teenager when you're sleeping."

"Young man? I'm not that anymore."

When he was 0 years old, he wielded a tree branch and wielded a dazzling sword energy. He only appeared for a moment and disappeared without a trace. He left no trace in the world and regarded it as an illusion.

When I was 20 years old, I was walking on my way home from get off work at night, following the street lights. A strong wind blew behind me. I turned around suddenly, and the sword energy slashed across my neck.Killed the last trace of youth.

Once upon a time, I no longer used the term teenager to describe myself.

Xiaobei has to go to school and eat by himself. He can't do what he wants to do, and he doesn't dare to do what he wants to do.

At first, he dreamed of becoming a hero who saves the world.

To the fantasy of being able to afford a house or a car.

Until now, if I can live every day well, I am considered complete.

I have long understood that I am no longer the so-called protagonist.

The big windmill on the roadside is no longer his enemy.

Life is.

The proud young man had died long ago, and only he, the greasy uncle in reality, was left.

Maybe I woke up from a dream, maybe I had feelings.

In this youthful Teresin Academy, among all the horse girls and trainers who are pursuing their dreams.

Wu Feng felt like he was an outlier.

"But Torena-san, you are my protagonist."

Xiaowan leaned down and said to Wu Feng.

"I don't have any dreams, but after meeting Torena-san, I also have dreams that I want to fulfill."

"Just like Torenassan said, the beautiful girl who fell from the sky opened your door and pulled you to write a beautiful story."

"Torenasan, I want to write a story that becomes a legend with you, is that okay?"

In the small room, sunlight shines into the dim room.

The real Wu Feng meets the dreamy horse racing girl who wants to invite him to become the protagonist of the story.

A girl who dreams of racing horses in her youth will not dream of Torena, who is lazy in reality.

Wu Feng, who originally thought he would live an ordinary life, found out.

It seems that since meeting the horse racing girl, my life has become a little more turbulent.

perhaps.

That sword energy only broke the shackles of the sealed boy.

Perhaps, the girl who fell from the sky brought the Dragon Balls.

The boy is not dead, and the sky and sea are blue.

The story will become lively and troublesome, with many dangers and obstacles.

There will also be many, many troublesome people getting entangled.

No matter it is the nagging little bay mother.

He is still the naughty and mischievous fool Tamamo who gets into trouble by complaining everywhere.

Finally, the honest, cute rice bath?

There are many, many guys I don’t know.

There are also many, many enemies, the same dream chasers.

Once you accept the invitation, you will never have peace.

However, it's pretty good.

The knight who charges at the windmill monster will not be defeated.

Brave young people, go and create miracles!

Chapter 62 When you need to jungle in the lane, you are already at your wits end.

Being a teenager is a colorful and emotional time.

It was confirmed again and again that Xiaowan meant to create a legend in horse racing with him.

However, the obvious excitement in Xiaowan told Wu Feng that there was more to it than that.

It felt like I jumped out of the frog automatically and consciously.

The water temperature is getting hotter and hotter, but I don't even know it.

Just like your own laning, open the scoreboard against each other, the opposite SSR, Liushen equipment, and the invincible UR six-dimensional panel.

You have just debuted, you have an extraction, and you haven’t taken any troops yet.

Inexplicably, it feels like the laning is over.

At this time, Wu Feng's usual approach is.

"Jungle gap."

But life is not about confrontation, it is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relationships.

At this time, you should look for foreign aid to help you.

Walking through the shadows before arriving at your destination.