I only have one year to live, so I must become a legendary horse girl!

If Gotham Carol had given her a clear answer, she might have felt a little frustrated. It felt so familiar. Such a scene and such a question. It would be great if she could get the answer now.

That would be great...

"I'm on duty today for that Rudolph guy, but I just saw something interesting. Miss Carol, are you thinking of participating in the Irish Championship?"

Gotham Carol blinked, then nodded in the affirmative.

The secretariat was really quick. As soon as I finished talking about it this morning, they had already finalized the itinerary and sent it directly to the student union.

Naturally, such a situation would be considered an expedition, so it must be reported in advance.

I just didn't expect that the person who would see these contents would be Mejiro Takamine.

"The Irish Championship is one of the highest honors that every ponygirl would pursue."

It was also the competition that Bo Mu Liuge chose to give up at that time... After all, the intensity of the competition at that time was so high that it would have to be accompanied by such daily routines, which was impossible no matter what.

"The Student Union has no objection to this schedule. So, Miss Carol, do you require expedition support services?"

"Expeditionary Support Services?"

Gotham Anthem did not dwell on why Mejiro Kogen could directly make the decision to pass here, but instead focused on another concept.

What is expedition support service…shouldn’t it just be subsidies?

"Oh, so you need someone to go to Ireland with you, right?"

"I need it? Um, I don't..."

"No, you do, Miss Carol."

Why do I need, wait, I need someone to accompany me, uh, such a firm and decisive statement...?

"Yes, how about we go to Ireland together and let me accompany you on the expedition."

Just like I went to those competitions before, let me take a good look and confirm it, ode

Chapter 62: Message from Elly Tachyon

Gotham Carol always felt that there was something else behind Mejiro Takamine's words, as if he was plotting something.

Or rather, the person before her had already grasped certain things, and was only now gradually chipping away at what she didn't know, exploring the middle ground like a tangled web, narrowing her doubts, and then...

Seek the truth.

But does Gotham Carol have any other choice? Or, in other words, might she choose to escape?

The original purpose of returning to Japan was to confirm the current situation of Mejiro Castle and make up for the consequences of what he had to do. In other words, this is extremely dangerous, and it is indeed a perfect opportunity to better understand Mejiro Peak, or to completely try to unravel the clouds over Mejiro Castle, right?

In that case...

I'm going to go up to Mejiro Peak and Mejiro Castle.

"Of course, but in that case, is it okay for me to bring my cousin with me to Ireland?"

Mejiro Takamine didn't comment, but the expedition of three people together reminded her of something else, such as when the three of them lived together in New York.

Although, at that time, she was not at home all year round.

It’s not Altan Mejiro. But it doesn’t matter. Now Mejiro Takamine really doesn’t know how to face his sister.

Manchester Tea House, well, it looks pretty good.

Mejiro Takamine nodded in affirmation, and Gotham Carol breathed a sigh of relief to see such a response.

Originally, she did think about calling Aldan to see if they could do something, but such a thing might be a bit too big a step. If someone was not careful and was discovered, it would be the worst case scenario in the truest sense.

Therefore, it is better to change to the safer Manchester Tea House - my cousin may be at a disadvantage when facing the Mejiro Peak, but it is not a big deal.

As long as Tranquility attacks on Sunday everything will be fine.

The two of them discussed more about the expedition, but it was mostly just Mejiro Takamine speaking unilaterally. Gotham Carol, who had been on high alert, was quite surprised to hear—

Mejiro Takamine was really just telling the story, and there was no sense of direction in it like before. Such behavior did make people feel a little dazed for a moment.

After she finished her story, even when Gotham Carol was still hesitating about how to leave Mejiro Takamine, she was already being stared at and questioned with puzzled eyes.

"Any questions, Miss Carol?"

"Uh, no more."

"Well, I'll be busy helping with some official business now. See you later, okay?"

"Huh? Oh, okay, okay."

Gotham Carol shook his ears and walked out the door in confusion.

Did they come out so easily...? She had thought that Mejiro Takamine would hound her to death. Well, well, maybe it was a good thing that she wasn't targeted. Anyway, she should go find Oguruma and start training.

To be honest, I didn’t feel that way in my previous life, but after my rebirth, I’ve come to like the feeling of running on the grass more and more, because there’s an indescribable sense of joy when I overtake everyone else and the whistling wind comes with it.

Gotham Carol walked down the stairs, and at this time, Mejiro Takamine dropped the pen in her hand as she heard the footsteps gradually fading away. She leaned back in the chair with her arms folded across her chest, looked at the ceiling, and fell into silence with an expressionless face.

Sure enough, they were very similar, whether in their behavior or words. It was almost like they could make a direct judgment. Although there were still some minor details that lacked conclusive evidence, Mejiro Takamine felt this way from the bottom of his heart.

However, new questions also arise.

If that's the case, then why is it reacting like this? It feels like it's avoiding us...? No, that's not right. It's like it wants to get closer but can't move too quickly. Uh... a sense of déjà vu?

Mejiro Takamine didn't know how to describe her feelings. In fact, her rationality and sensibility were now in mad contradiction, which was why she didn't try to persuade Gotham Carol to stay a little longer.

In order to advance, she also needs to give herself some time to calm down.

As the young patriarch of the Mejiro family, she knew better than anyone that impulsiveness was a taboo, so the more hope she saw, the more she would force herself to calm down, even calmer!

This is the only chance in his life, and Mejiro Takamine must consider the consequences of every action he takes.

Especially something so important!

But in fact, Mejiro Takamine has doubts in all aspects, the biggest one is whether it is true or not, and whether any memory has been preserved?

At least the several attempts to find the Gotham Carol just now were completely fruitless, just as if the answer heard that night in Mejiro Castle and various other details were just coincidences.

But there are not so many coincidences in this world.

Mejiro Takamine was brainstorming frantically, but what made her quite frustrated at this time was that she didn't seem to have a thorough understanding of the small details of Bomu Liuge's various behaviors. The person who was familiar with this kind of thing was Mejiro Aldan!

If the two of them could unite, maybe they could really confirm in an instant whether Gotham Carol is the person they are obsessed with.

But now the relationship between the two sisters is stuck at that awkward point, and it is not appropriate to directly propose cooperation.

Oh, forget it, I can only take it slowly.

Mejiro Takamine persuaded himself not to be anxious, absolutely not to be anxious, not at all, because once anxious it might bring about worse results, so the right thing to do was to wait for the opportunity.

Wouldn't a week in Ireland in September be a great opportunity?

Mejiro Takamine had put down the work at hand. She picked up her mobile phone and began searching and typing, and then began to arrange her future plans.

She wants to kill her doubts as much as possible in Ireland!

Find the truth!

However, Gotham Carol, who was walking down the stairs outside, had no idea what Mejiro Takamine was thinking. The little pony stopped at the edge of the hall and looked outside. There was no possibility that there was another child taller than her.

Ah, it seems that Satomi Hikari’s campus open day is probably, possibly, perhaps, completely dead.

Although it may sound a bit cruel, I still feel that it is great that Gotham Carol is over.

However, to be on the safe side, after all, the young lady had the possibility of directly entering the inaccessible dormitory, so Gotham Carol chose to take some other preservation measures to deal with such a lack of common sense.

For example...

"Carol? What's wrong?"

When the cold voice of Manchester Tea House sounded beside him, Gotham Carol, who was finally wrapped in a sense of security, suddenly dived into the arms of his cousin.

At this moment, no matter how hard the support is, it will become warm and soft, even the Manchester City Tea House is like this at this moment.

Well, maybe, probably, except for the child I counseled before, that one is simply... hopeless.

Seeing Gotham Carol's reaction, Manchester Tea House did not ask any more questions. She just hugged Gotham Carol and comforted her reassuringly. After her cousin calmed down a little, she pinched her cheek and walked towards the dormitory hand in hand.

So the cousins ​​walked down the aisle amid the long-lost clown's sinister grin.

However, compared to Satomi Hikari, even the neurotic Sunday Tranquility is much more likable.

At least this guy is a fun person and a little weird most of the time, but he is still as reliable as the old man!

She has something to really do, and she can do it. Compared to the unpredictable ancient god-like thinking of Satomi Hikari, she would be willing to even let Gotham Carol and Sunday become one!

The entire Central Teresin was actually very quiet in the afternoon when the campus open day was about to end. Although most of the horse girls were training on the grass during this time, there were always some lovely other students who did not sweat but walked back and forth for various reasons.

But after the campus open day ended, it became quite quiet.

Maybe he went to the snack street with the younger generations he got along with, or strolled around the area, or maybe he was really tired of the crowds and found a place to relax.

Anyway, Gotham Carol and Manchester Tea House returned to the dormitory. As they walked upstairs to the door of their dormitory, they saw another unexpected person appear at the corner with his sleeves swung.

Elissa was stunned for a moment, then waved and greeted.

"Hey, Song Ge and some coffee. It looks like you guys just got back. Song Ge, I'm going to borrow some coffee. Do you have any objections?"

"Carol? Are you going to follow her? What's going on?"

Manchester City Tea House was confused. She knew too well the situation and condition of her roommate. It was precisely because she knew it so clearly that she became even more confused.

What kind of thing would make Tachyon need Carol's help...?

Anyway, it's not a bad thing, so just let Carol go. You don't understand Suzuko yet - it's not like they will do anything terrible.

This is what her "friend" whispered in her ear at Manchester Tea House. This made her even more curious. What kind of thing could make her friend talk to Hayabusa?

Come to think of it, why do I always feel like my friend is making eye contact with Carol?

Manchester City Tea House couldn't figure it out, and she blinked again but didn't see any clues, so she finally regarded her previous feeling as an illusion.

But no matter what, my friend must know something else, and I will find time to ask him later.

But that is a matter for the future. Now, since my friends have said so, there should be no problem.

Manchester Tea House trusts her friend very much, because she always makes no mistakes and can bring her a lot of help. It can be said that she is as important as her "blood relative" Gotham Carol.

So after a brief hesitation, Manchester City Tea House turned around and looked at Gotham Carol who was blinking in place, asking her with his eyes whether she wanted to follow in Elise's footsteps.

Gotham Carol naturally had no objection. It was rather that she knew Elise's character very well. If there was nothing important, this research fanatic would never take the initiative to look for her.

And there is only one thing that Elly Soko feels is necessary, and it is also related to Gotham Carol, right...?

Thinking of this, Gotham Carol nodded to Manchester Tea House as if to comfort him, then said goodbye to his cousin and followed in the footsteps of Elly Speed.

And behind them both leaving, Manchester City Tea House looked at his friend and fell into silence.

"Are you hiding something from me, my friend?"

Gotham Carol followed Ali Speedy back to the laboratory, and then found a place to sit among the dazzling array of bottles and jars and stopped there.

The first thing that Alisa did after coming back was not to get to the point in a hurry, but to continue writing and drawing with her back to Gotham Anthem. Then she left with a strand of hair lying there.

As the two people watched silently, after a while the hair began to change color, and then gradually faded from dark black to pure white.

"Sure enough, it's pretty much what I thought, Carol."

"Um... so what happened?"

Elissa returned to her seat and after a little thought, she organized her words.

"The long and short of it is, you're developing resistance."

As time goes by, Gotham Carol's characterization process is constantly being pushed forward, irreversibly restoring her original posture.

Originally, it was possible to cover up hair color through medication, but now it seems that this is obviously not possible.

However, Gotham Carol, who really knew about this, was unusually calm. She took a deep breath and then began to seek answers.

"How much longer?"

"Probably, uh... less than a year, maybe even faster, but no less than half a year at the latest."

In other words, there shouldn't be any major problems before the Japan Cup? Oh, so that's it. Then there shouldn't be any problems. If that's the case, then I can only give it my all.

Less than a year? What a familiar yet unfamiliar word. The last time I heard such words was at the debut competition, where they said, "Wake up, you only have one year to live."

But now, it’s just that the hair will irreversibly turn white in a year, so it doesn’t matter.

"That's enough time. Thank you, Sister Hayabusa."