Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

Tojo Hana's persuasive voice kept coming from his ears.

Finally, Narita Bairen nodded.

"I'll get myself better in a week."

During this period, she will seriously think about it.

What kind of attitude should my future self use to face her 'opponent'?

Chapter 162 The Statue of the Goddess

huh, huh, huh...

The chest heaved violently, and the black-haired girl stopped slowly.

Her forehead was already covered with sweat, and the bloody smell of excessive running faintly overflowed from her dry throat.

The originally bright golden eyes were also dimmed due to exhaustion.

Even though you have used all your strength, you still can't surpass it...

Unable to support her own weight anymore, the black girl lay on the ground, panting heavily.

not enough.

Speed ​​is still not enough...

No, not just speed.

Foot strength, stamina, strategy, no matter how you look at it, I am far behind.

How can they reach their level.

Facing the blue sky, the girl stretched out her hand.

Training, double training, running, running all the time, as long as you persist in this, one day, you will be able to surpass them.

Maybe……

Thinking of this, the black girl slowly closed her eyes.

……

"What are you looking at?"

A voice came from behind.

Before she knew it, she had already gotten used to the feeling of that invisible figure standing beside her.

If the other party leaves, even if it cannot be detected visually, the invisible red thread in her heart will affect her and make her feel something.

Maybe this is the so-called heart-to-heart bond?

"Statue of the Three Goddesses."

The girl spoke.

In front of the Treisen teaching building, on the cistern of the square, there are statues of the Three Goddesses.

Not only in Treisen Academy, but also in localities, across the country, and even around the world, there are countless statues.

For racehorse girls, they are like beliefs and have an irreplaceable special meaning.

The sound of footsteps can be heard, and the water pouring down from the mouth of the bottle held high by the stone statue reflects the peaceful appearance of Sunday.

She was looking at the stone statue just like herself.

"The legend of the Three Goddesses has been circulating for a long time. What is amazing is that regardless of the country, the stories about them are surprisingly consistent."

There are no cases where legends are different because of cultural differences.

Their names, their symbols, and their meanings are clear to every horse girl in every country.

It seems to be nursery rhymes for babies. When they are young and ignorant, they are sung softly and accompany them to sleep.

It is said that a child who hears the singing of the three goddesses from the mother's womb will become a horse girl. '

Those words resounded in the girl's memory.

As if someone whispered to himself.

She knew very well that she had never heard anyone mention it, which was strange.

Not only that, but every night, when she closes her eyes, she sees a picture.

A girl with black hair and golden eyes ran wildly on the grass covered by the blue sky.

Every night, every night...it's like that.

She is having the same dream.

Looking at the black girl, it seemed that he was also deeply involved.

Grass, leaping under the soles of the feet.

'Is it two seconds faster than before, so-so. '

This... is not her memory.

Even though her face was a little green and her language was a little ignorant, the girl still recognized the person in her dream.

It was the real black ghost that stood beside him, blended with souls, and could never be seen by the world.

Why do you dream about her?

Memory, or consciousness, can indeed be transmitted through dreams to some extent, and it is not accurate to say that it is transmitted.

Because it is out of control, dreams can often dig out the memories that are buried deep in my heart, or even forgotten, and reappear in front of my eyes.

It can be said that dreams are also a way of recalling, but it may have to add a bit of fairy tale-like, processed and modified colors, and it cannot be [-]% accurate.

So now, the girl didn't mention this matter to Sunday Tranquility, she just regarded it as an unusually real dream and kept it in her heart.

but……

Lifting her head, the girl looked at the statue.

In her dream, she saw something strange.

That's right, it's different.

She was obviously dreaming, but she clearly felt that the other person's eyes were looking at her.

Flame-like red hair, white bangs, and eyes like emeralds.

Until now, the girl still clearly remembers that pair of nimble eyes slowly sweeping across her face, and there was a somewhat unclear smile on the corner of her mouth.

It was clearly a dream, she knew it, it was clearly a dream, but she could never forget that scene.

What did that person... want to say?

I don't know, no matter how I think about it, I can't figure it out.

After all, thinking about the behavior of the person in the dream is a stupid thing, but the girl still can't help thinking about it.

"Half body, you know."

Sunday Tranquility said: "In addition to the story itself, no matter which country they are in, the appearances of the three goddesses are surprisingly the same."

The faces of the three goddesses.

Hearing these words, the girl narrowed her eyes and looked at the statue.

In the position of the 'face', only the shapes of the facial features are vaguely marked.

That's not a face at all, it's more like a mold used to pinch people.

Seeing the girl's doubts, Sunday Tranquility laughed.

"That's right, that's it. Every country doesn't know what the three goddesses look like, but for the sake of faith, they have to paint their faces, but if they make a mistake, it's disrespectful to the goddess, so this group of people thought about it. The method is to completely blur the face."

It roughly looks like a human face, but it is blurry when you look closely.

"It is in line with human imagination of gods. For them, the three goddesses are such elusive existences that they can only prostrate at their feet devoutly and pray with all their hearts."

The calm voice came to the ears, but it was extremely sharp.

Don't feel that gods are out of reach——

"Muxuan~"

Before the words fell, the girl suddenly felt that she was hugged by someone.

There was a panic in her heart, but she quickly reacted.

In this world, the only people who know her name are her, except for Sunday Tranquility.

Turning her head, the girl with long brown hair and wearing a white dress was hugging herself tightly.

Although her face hadn't changed, she felt completely different.

With a cheerful smile and bright eyes, just looking at it gives people a lively feeling.

A girl who is exactly the same as Orihime, a stillborn ghost.

A few months ago, she could only say the word 'sister', and last month, she could only have a simple conversation, but now, she has no doubts about ordinary people, her expression has become richer, and her voice is full of emotion.

It's like stepping from a child to a teenager.

What a terrifying learning ability, if she is still alive, she will definitely be a genius known far and wide.

"What are you looking at……"

Hold yourself, 'sister' asked.

For some reason, the more she learned, the more she liked physical contact.

From being next to me at the beginning, to relying on myself, and finally to now, anyone who has nothing to do will rush over.

Indeed, for a ghost, this kind of physical contact is very rare, but even if it is not a ghost, it is just an ordinary person, and it is rare to have physical contact with others.

"You should also pay attention to social distance."

"En." She nodded obediently in agreement, but still hugged the girl's arm tightly, lest the other party leave her.

"Why did you come outside all of a sudden?"

Obviously, they usually bind spirits locally in the library.

"There is a place where I want you to accompany me there."

'Sister' spoke happily.

"Tonight, I can finally see my sister again."

Chapter 163 The Silent Ending

no respond……

In the office of a certain media company, Fujii Izumi looked at the printed news pages one by one.

It mentioned all the news about Maruzenski's victory, praised the group of capable contestants, and guessed their future competitions.

But among them, only the most critical information is missing.

The 'black ghost' who was not favored by anyone, and under the pressure of public opinion, surpassed Maruzenski, Yuzao Cross and many other players, and finally crossed the finish line.

People selectively turned a blind eye to this, as if this person had never existed since the beginning of the game.

The reason for this is not difficult to guess.

He deceived 17 spectators and slapped those mocking people in the face.

Fujii Izumi sighed.

It would be fine if she just confronted the central government, but now, when she uses her actions to silence everyone, the result is not a sincere apology, but ignorance.

In simple terms, this is the general trend.

It is very difficult to change the speech. Even if they put the undeniable facts in front of their eyes, they will use clumsy means to cover them up.

Wind direction, not so easy to dump.

In other words, if the black ghost chooses a more gentle method, such as using all his strength at the beginning of the game, until the end of the game to win, people will not be like a blind man, silent to the end.