Horse Girl, Your Friend is Fighting Her Way Out of the Horse Racing Track

Poetry and Wine suddenly looked up, their dark pupils slightly contracting in shock.

"You mean...you've been watching all along?"

"of course."

Godolphin Arab revealed a gentle smile that sent chills down the spines of both poetry and wine.

"What else did you think? I'm a god."

"..."

A moment of silence.

Poetry and wine are at a loss for words.

"Don't think I have any voyeuristic tendencies or scheming tendencies."

Godolphin Arab seemed to see through her thoughts and rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"You should know very well that with your mental state that could lead to self-destruction at any moment, isn't it normal for me to pay attention to you?"

"You're such a worry... You make me, one of the three goddesses, keep an eye on you all day long. You really have a lot of influence."

As she spoke, she stretched out her finger and, without any hesitation, forcefully tapped Shi Yujiu's smooth forehead.

"Well…"

"What? Don't you think it's cool to die on the field for victory? It has a tragic aesthetic?"

Poetry and Wine pitifully covered her forehead, shrank her neck, and retorted softly:

"I didn't think that way."

"Stubborn to the end."

Godolphin Arab crossed his arms and snorted coldly.

“Listen up. If you just play your game, live your life, and make friends honestly, then even if you win the derby today, I won’t show up at all.”

"It is precisely because you have squandered your body and life so recklessly that you are on the verge of collapse that I have no choice but to try to pull you into this space."

Looking at the black-haired girl in front of him, who was bowing her head like a child who had done something wrong, Godolphin Arab's stern eyes finally softened.

“Listen, Xiao Jiu. Considering how hard you’ve tried, and because I’m a kind person too… I’ll give you another chance.”

"The ocean embraces everything, including you."

"We'll discuss the specific plan later, but remember—we absolutely cannot keep pushing ourselves like this, understand?"

"……Um."

Poetry and Wine nodded obediently.

She can't stand up to Godolphin Arab at all now.

The atmosphere eased a little.

"Oh, right."

Godolphin Arab seemed to suddenly remember something, and his tone became casual.

"Haven't you always been curious about who that ghost Rifar who's been following you all this time is?"

"Yes."

Poetry and Wine were momentarily stunned, somewhat unable to keep up with the goddess's leaping train of thought.

"But... why bring this up now all of a sudden?"

"why?"

Godolphin gave a mysterious Arabic smile.

She snapped her fingers lightly, and the star that had just been hovering in front of poetry and wine suddenly lit up.

As the light swirled, a blurry image unfolded in the air.

In a daze, Poetry and Wine saw a horse girl dressed in a European-style victory outfit.

She had long black hair that was very similar to her own, but her eyes were bright dark brown.

The eyebrows were also remarkably similar to his own.

She possesses an elegant and composed demeanor, carrying a gentle heart that remains true to its original aspirations despite having weathered many storms.

At that moment, the horse girl was standing on a green field, turning her head and smiling slightly.

It is Rifar.

The water ghost that has been following him around every day since the last scripted world ended.

Although the faces were no longer blurred, Poetry and Wine recognized each other's identities at a glance.

As Poetry and Wine watched that image, a strange tremor welled up in their hearts.

It felt like looking at myself in a mirror, or something more primal.

"Actually, your current body, including your appearance, talents, and even parts of your personality..."

Godofen's Arabic voice became somewhat softer.

“They were all reconstructed by me and Bayer Turks using Lifar’s genes as a template.”

"What do you mean?"

Poetry and Wine stared blankly at the image, their minds still reeling.

Godolphin Arabia tilted his head, a somewhat mischievous smile spreading across his face.

To put it simply—

She pointed to Rifar in the image, then to poetry and wine.

“From a biological and racehorse girl genetic point of view, Lifar… is your biological mother.”

"……what?"

Poetry and wine were completely stunned and stood there in place.

A blank expression appeared on his usually indifferent face.

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A gentle breeze rippled the once calm sea surface, creating faint folds.

The atmosphere froze because of Godolphin's powerful Arabic speech.

A crack appeared in the expression on Shi Yujiu's face.

"……what?"

She mechanically turned her head and looked at the black-haired horse girl's phantom floating in mid-air with gentle eyes.

He glanced at Godolphin Arabia, who was grinning mischievously and clearly watching the show, and finally stiffly raised his finger and pointed to the tip of his nose.

"my mother…?"

This word seemed absurd to her, who had grown up in an orphanage and later had to survive on her own.

She didn't even know her own birthday.

"To be precise, it is a biological mother-daughter relationship."

She is your mother in a biological sense.

Godolphin Arab's playful expression faded, and his deep sea-blue eyes gradually softened.

She took a half step forward, extended her slender fingers, and gently touched the phantom of Rifar in mid-air.

With a touch of the fingertip, the illusory image shattered like crystal, transforming into sparkling starlight.

These starlight, like fireflies returning to their nests, circled in mid-air before finally gathering behind Poetry and Wine, transforming back into familiar ghosts.

"Lifar nearly drowned while saving a child during a rest in Lexington, USA."

"Goldof Arabia said softly."

"Her last thought was that she wanted the child to live."

Godolphin Arab looked at the poetry and wine with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"When I reshaped your body, I also saved her life, and I borrowed her genes to shape your body."

“Your hydrophobia is not only due to the fact that you drowned, but also because you were created using her factors, which has exacerbated your hydrophobia.”

"However, she didn't die."

Godolphin Arab smiled.

"She is currently receiving treatment in a European hospital and is in a coma."

"When you have the chance to go to Europe and bring her soul back, she will be able to wake up."

Poetry and wine were stunned.

She recalled the excited look on Rifar's face when he asked her to go to Europe in Nanban.

"is that so?"

Her fingers, pressed against her chest, unconsciously tightened around her clothes.

"Alright! That concludes our touching revelation of her origins!"

Suddenly, Godolphin clapped his hands, the crisp sound instantly breaking the somber atmosphere in the air.

The goddess straightened up, her playful expression vanished, and her demeanor became more serious than ever before.

"That's enough of our reminiscing. I've already found a way to repair your broken body."

"...What method?"

Poetry and wine raise their heads.

"Reset."

"Reset in another scenario world."

Godolphin Arabia extended two fingers and made a light sweeping motion in the air.

“I plan to take your physical condition back to the point when you first came into this world and before you had accumulated any debt.”

"Furthermore, I will send you to a scenario world that turns back the timeline two generations, allowing you to start all over again at that point in time."

"Last time you showed me how to raise the Diamond Treasure, I was exhausted."

"This time, it's your own doing."

"Remember our promise, Xiao Jiu. This time, find the right way to run, and don't throw your life away on the track again."

Poetry and Wine took a deep breath, suppressing all their complex emotions. Their dark eyes regained their clarity.

"it is good."

She nodded, then asked.

"So, how are you going to get me here—"

“Have a nice trip~”

Before Poetry and Wine could finish their conversation, Godolphin Arab suddenly put on a smiling expression.

She waved lightly, like a girl next door seeing a friend off on a hike.

Then--

The goddess, without any airs of divinity, stretched out her hand and pressed it down into the air towards the water beneath the feet of Poetry and Wine.

Goodbye.

"boom!"

The once mirror-like surface of water suddenly split open in the middle, revealing a bottomless abyss without warning.

"Huh—?!"

Suddenly losing his footing, Poetry and Wine caught him off guard, and he instantly lost his balance.