Uma Musume, in the game

Luo Cheng felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Luo Cheng really doesn't want to experience this dreamlike feeling a second time.

"Guinea Pig-kun?"

Looking at the two people's confused faces, Luo Cheng covered his chest.

"Trainer, are you okay?" Chazuo reached out and gently stroked Luo Cheng. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and none of the three moved.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me." The rain wet the tea house's hair, and the beautiful black hair stuck to the white cheeks. The clear golden eyes reflected Luo Cheng's uncomfortable face.

Sometimes Luo Cheng hoped that these horse racing girls would beat him up so that he could wake up completely.

"What's wrong, Guinea Pig? Are you in trouble? Just tell me if you are in trouble. There is no problem that cannot be solved." Airi Hayabusa spoke. Her messy and fluffy hair was wet by the rain, making her look like a lotus emerging from the water, adding a bit of charm.

"The so-called incident is to raise a problem and solve it. If Guinea Pig-kun can't do it, leave it to me." Dark red eyes looked at him, "Okay, tell me, what is bothering you?"

Tachyon... How much easier it would be if I could really just throw my problems to someone else.

Luo Cheng forced his face to show a smile, but when the two were about to say something, Chazuo's pupils tightened.

"friend……"

"Let's go, Trainer."

The body was lifted up, and a face that looked exactly like the one sitting in the teahouse appeared in front of Luo Cheng, with a wild smile on his frighteningly pale face.

"A quiet Sunday?"

"Oh, you say it's complete, but you still can't let it go? You can't stand seeing this kind of scene. You're still far from being indifferent to joy and sorrow!"

Holding Luo Cheng's body, Zhou Ri Ningjing ran wildly in the rain, and Cha Zuo looked at the two of them in confusion.

"Guinea Pig-kun... is flying?" Airihako opened her mouth.

Running to the training ground lounge, Zhou Li Ningjing put Luo Cheng on the bed, took out a towel and splashed it on his face. The man wiped his body and then handed the towel to the other party.

"Aren't you going to wipe it?"

"My body wasn't wet at all."

Even after running so far in the rain, her hair and clothes were still dry.

How does this work? Can ghosts ignore the wet debuff?

"You called me here because there's been some progress in the investigation."

"Take a rest first. You can't listen to anything in your current state." Looking at Luo Cheng's body shivering in the rain, Zhou Ri Ningjing spoke.

"Um... By the way, Tea House, the others might still be outside looking for me. I have to let them go back first."

"Don't worry about those people." Zhou Ri Ningjing pushed him back onto the bed. "When you go back, these people will disappear. The whole world will disappear. There's no point in you caring about them."

"Sunday Tranquility...Aren't you a friend of the teahouse?"

"Yes, but not this teahouse." She pointed outside with a disdainful expression. "I don't feel a soul connection with her. She's just a puppet with the appearance of a teahouse."

"Is she a fake tea host?"

"That depends on your definition of true and false. To the world, she is a real tea host, but to me, she is a fake tea host."

Luo Cheng was silent.

"Don't dwell on these things, or you won't make it to the end of the game. Of course, this is convenient for you. You're always vulnerable. I can come over whenever I want."

"I need to rest for a bit. You won't disappear when I get up, will you?"

"Not as long as I don't leave on my own initiative. Don't think I can always be by your side. You asked me to investigate those people, and I already agreed. Don't think a ghost can split itself."

"I know, I know." Luo Cheng waved his hands. He was still afraid that the Sunday tranquility would disappear when he woke up.

"What a willful man, come here." She sat on the bed and patted her thigh. "You don't have to be afraid of this matter if you are on top of me."

"A ghost's lap pillow?"

"How is it? Very strange?"

"Never seen it before." Luo Cheng lay on the other's soft thighs, and felt a cool feeling behind his head. It wasn't cold, but it didn't have the temperature of a human.

Zhou Li Ningjing reached out and rubbed Luo Cheng's furrowed brows, and soon the man fell asleep.

Chapter 105: Ghosts Are Even Better

Luo Cheng had a dream. He dreamed that he was in a university dormitory, surrounded by his roommates.

"It's shipped, I've shipped it!" Looking at the opened colorful gate, Luo Cheng clenched his fists, and his roommates gathered around him.

"What the hell? It's out already?"

"How many draws?"

"Eat the well."

"This is called a single draw miracle. I knew it. This is the bond between me and Da Ming Da Fang!"

"You have a fucking bond. Eat well for the rest of your life. You've already used up all your luck in this life."

"Climb!" Luo Cheng looked at the screen of his phone. The colorful gate opened and someone quickly ran out...

"emperor?"

"Haha!" The people around laughed.

"It's crooked, so you can show off!"

"This is the bond between you and the emperor. You always give the emperor the benefit of the doubt, okay."

"You've drawn all the stars, right?"

"Damn, I even saved up a whole well, it's not a waste at all!"

"That's right. We are all guaranteed winners. Why waste our lifespans drawing cards? Come with me to Africa and become a chief."

Luo Cheng clicked the card drawing button again, and a white light flashed before his eyes.

……

"Are you awake, Trainer?"

Feeling a soft touch behind his head, Luo Cheng opened his eyes and saw a girl with fair cheeks, looking at him with golden eyes.

"Teahouse... No, you are..."

“A quiet Sunday.”

"Ningjing." Luo Cheng rubbed his eyes and found that the corners of his eyes were a little wet.

"Did you have a nightmare, Trainer?"

"Ok?"

"You've been yelling 'No guarantee, no guarantee' since just now. I was wondering if you were having a nightmare."

Luo Cheng turned over and lay on Zhou Ri Ningjing's thighs.

"A nightmare?... It should be an interesting dream. It reminds me of that time in the past..."

"The trainer had a good life before?"

"It's not that good, just an ordinary family, and I'm just an ordinary person. If I stand on the podium, I'll be so nervous that I can't speak, and I'll be scared to death if I'm paired with a strange girl."

"That's not like the trainer is like this."

"Perhaps I was already dead by then, and what's lying here now is just a relic called 'Luo Cheng'."

Zhou Li Ning patted his face gently.

"That's perfect. I'm dead too, so let's have some fun together as two relics."

If you are bound by all kinds of constraints when you are alive, you can do whatever you want after you die.

Luo Cheng smiled and sat up from Zhou Ri Ningjing's lap.

"thanks for treatment."

This is probably the best pillow Luo Cheng has ever used, even better than Qingyun Tiankong.

"Wake up first. You look drowsy. Go wash your face and eat something."

"makes sense."

Luo Cheng opened the door and a gust of wind blew in, spraying water all over Luo Cheng's face. Before he knew it, the rain outside had become so heavy.

Luo Cheng was so excited that he woke up instantly.

The scene here is not good. Every time I enter the teahouse, the support card plot is always rainy. The first time, Luo Cheng burned for three days.

The same goes for the rain. After three days of such heavy rain, the river should have flooded, but the water level didn't even rise.

Luo Cheng took a half step back and looked at the gloomy scene outside the door.

"Are you awake? If you are, I will tell you the results of the investigation."

"Have you found the 'audience'?"

"No." Zhou Ri Ningjing shook her head. "But I've found that people who have a faint impression of our real world in the support card plot have a sense of déjà vu. They feel like they have done something that didn't happen in this world, but happened in the real world."

"Who is there?"

"A lot of people you know have felt this way to some extent, but the only one who has felt something noticeably different is Elise Hayabusa."

"Really?" Luo Cheng put his hands behind his back.

As expected of Speedy, he's really sensitive.

But unfortunately, the opponent she faced was too illusory.

"Do you think that if the time is longer, this group of people's perception will be more obvious?"

"That will require time to prove." Zhou Ri Ningjing sat on the bed, kicked off her shoes, lifted up her thighs wrapped in white cotton socks, and lay down.

"What's next, Trainer? Should we continue investigating?"

"Well, since there are people who have a sense of déjà vu, that doesn't rule out the possibility of someone already knowing. I hope you can find them."

"What if not?"

"Then we can only try other methods."

"You're practically using me as free labor. Don't go too far, Trainer."

"I can only rely on you for this matter, Ningjing. I can't monitor so many people who come and go without a trace. It's better to say that I can't even get through the locked door."

On Sunday, Ning Jing lay on the bed, supporting her cheek with a playful smile on her lips.

"In that case, you have to do something too. I can't be the only one busy."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Give Tea House a share of your props and give her the best training resources and the best training plan."

"no problem."

Anyway, Chazuo is Luo Cheng’s horse girl, so he must devote all his resources to her training.

"And there's me." Zhou Ri Ningjing shook her feet, "Come here and give me a massage. I've been running for a long time."

Luo Cheng came to the bedside.

"Just a foot rub?"

"What else? Or are you planning to combine with me? No, trainer, I'm on top and you're on the bottom now. You have to listen to me. If I'm satisfied, then it's fine. After all, for the two of us who are dead, this is also a form of entertainment."

Ning Jing was shaking her feet on Sunday, and Luo Cheng held them in his hands. The delicate soles of her feet could be perfectly held by Luo Cheng. Who would have thought that such a soft and tender thing could be so powerful that it could kick through steel plates.

Luo Cheng pressed the slippery and elastic soles of the feet. Through the cotton socks, he could see the white and tender foot flesh inside. As Luo Cheng caressed her, Zhou Ri Ningjing's slender calf muscles were twitching slightly.

Zhou Ri Ningjing looks exactly like Cha Zuo, even their body proportions are exactly the same. The two people are like symmetrical sides of a mirror, and it is difficult to tell the difference just from the outside.

But once they touched, they discovered the difference between the two. Zhou Ri Ningjing's body had a graceful rebound, and every touch would create an imperceptible ripple on the other's muscles. Her physical fitness had reached the limit of the flesh.

"What's wrong, trainer? Are you fascinated by my body?" Zhou Ri Ningjing hooked the other person with her toes and spoke with a smile in her eyes.

"I was thinking about the difference between ghosts and humans, and it feels like you're no different than any other horsegirl."

Both the texture and taste are the same as those of a living person, except that the body temperature is a little lower. However, that is only on the surface, and the inside is still very warm. What is the difference between such a ghost and a human being?