Chapter 1572: and translation of chapter title

No. 187: Reborn, he is Senlinbaoxue

Senlinbaoxue had been watching Ailisuzhi and Manchester Chazuo for several months, but it only started from the end of last year.

In that year, although she was already a victim of Ailisuzhi's outrageous acts of kidnapping, fraud, and drug testing, she was, like most victims——

She had no interest in Ailisuzhi, and she also did not reveal any unique value worth Ailisuzhi's glance back (referring to drug testing).

But also at the end of that year, she encountered an extraordinary event.

One of her childhood friends, during a Heavenly Gate fluctuation, relied on an excellent crystal element model to block a soul-transmigrator's possession and completely obtained the other's memories.

In that person's memories, there was a mobile game called 《Uma Musume Pretty Derby》.

Furthermore, there were events that selected and bred those odd-toed ungulate herbivorous animals, sending them to the racecourse to gallop to the fullest.

Next, that childhood friend entered a week-long psychological recuperation to figure out who she herself was.

Of course, not seeing each other for seven days was not a big deal for Senlinbaoxue, who was a boarding student.

Although even the internet connection encountered some resistance, it was not truly cut off; what was truly crucial for her, obviously, came after those seven days——

Her childhood friend, who through recuperation had helped stabilize herself, no longer mistaking people, speaking nonsense, or walking into the wrong restroom, began to 'spoil' her future.

More precisely, it was about the future related to the academy, and the future of her horse racing career.

The results of the newcomer race, the handicap race, the stakes race, the Gaoyue Prize——and those subsequent races, etc.

Senlinbaoxue did not get angry about this; on the contrary, she listened very seriously.

She was not the type who doesn't mind spoilers while watching a show, but she, who admired the dorm chief Fuji Qishi, had once regretted Fuji Qishi's early retirement.

She had even once fantasized: if she could know the future, if she could foresee bodily abnormalities, could senior Fuji Qishi have changed everything?

She still remembered that when she directly asked this question, the person, who had already moved past regret, gave a smile without words, an ambiguous attitude.

But she didn't want to think so much.

As long as there was no denial, she considered this possibility.

Thus, when that long-unseen childhood friend, after pouring out a heap of bitterness across the screen, suddenly became serious and spoke these words, she responded with equally serious and earnest listening.

Thus she heard a complete and detailed account of the horse racing career of a Senlinbaoxue.

Race names, race types, opponents on the course, their respective performances……from that mobile game called Uma Musume, to the real-life horse named Senlinbaoxue's entire life——that childhood friend who cared deeply for her almost spoke for a day and night.

One had said too much, recalled too much; the other had listened too much, needing to digest too much.

Two girls, each having pushed their spirits to the limit, said goodbye in a very hurried manner, yet soon after, in a deep sleep and big dream, they nearly simultaneously made contact, talked about yesterday, and then burst into loud laughter.

Unable to point out the actual funny point, they just laughed.

After laughing, they had to return to reality.

Even her parents and older brother couldn't explain the meaning of her name; only then, from her childhood friend's mouth, did she finally understand that it was a song from another world.

《Jungle Pocket》, a children's program enthusiastically sung nursery rhyme, tells of a child protagonist who has a bottomless bag that can release various animals, letting these animals run wild in the city—a playful song.

This song accompanied many people's childhoods, and became the beloved heart of a horse owner's daughter at seventeen, still unforgettable, to the extent that this name was hung on a foal her father had just bought.

Senlinbaoxue, Jungle Pocket, a heart of wild playfulness let her unexpectedly feel satisfied, precisely because she indeed was about ninety percent similar to the hand‑game character described, possessing a banner drawn together by her childhood self and companions, which she still treasures in a box that will not deteriorate.

That is her treasure, and also her never‑forgotten original intention.

The young horse girl bore the companions' childish, unrestrained expectations, aiming to chase the strongest peak, truly to cause a great uproar.

Thus, this is her now.

Simply, without a doubt.

This world and the world described by her childhood friend still have many differences.

For example, the Hall of Fame horse girl list that doesn't quite match across generations, and likewise the win‑loss records on certain famous races that also don't quite match.

This directly makes fate hazy and uncertain, and also makes the Senlinbaoxue that tries to overturn fate more heroic and ambitious.

Just as seeing many successful seniors, the Senlinbaoxue inspired by them and her childhood friend discussed at length, and the first thing they settled on was to seek out those rivals she saw as Senlinbaoxue's arch‑enemies.

Ailisuzhi, Manchester Chazuo, Blazing Swift Steed.

She belatedly glanced at these three, because the first two, like her, were delayed a year by the fact that they had no trainer, and moreover they rarely took part in the campus selection races.

Once missed at the start, not paying much attention, there would be no later chance, for they had simply given up; yet in the past few months they seemed to have been reborn, and indeed they had already entered her field of view before being reminded by her childhood friend.

But she had rarely gone to look for those two, hardly ever appearing in their field of view, and never meeting their strange and special trainer.

It was not because of some resistance due to her debut race being later than theirs, nor was it some unexpected odd attack tactic; it was simply because——she had unintentionally run into that last one who had not yet been mentioned!

Blazing Swift Steed——that reddish‑brown‑haired hard worker still has no trainer even now!

Moreover, she had previously been in a state of spiritual low spirits and had never emerged from it.

Yet she was nevertheless so hardworking, working so hard that Senlinbaoxue could hardly ignore her radiance, and after her childhood friend shared knowledge from another world, she even felt a fated encounter.

Indeed, she is someone who intends to defy fate.

Unsatisfied with only success in the Jidong Cup and the Derby, she tries to truly prove herself.

But she does not hate all of fate, for instance her encounter with Blazing Swift Steed.

At that time, she was already using her own way to cheer the other up, and later she felt that her past self had been too lax.

This absolutely won't do!

Even if the world changes, even if generations are in chaos, opponents are still indispensable!

Holding to this will, she almost exerted all her strength to pull out the opponent's fighting spirit; though she had not yet seen the fruits of her effort, she had already been noticed by a trainer in that process and was about to face her own newcomer race.

She became busier and busier.

Busy with her own training, busy with gaining favor with Blazing Swift Steed to get more weight in her words to persuade the other, yet not many days had passed, and instead, just like the information gathered by Aomo, her results after the debut race were not optimistic.

Not to mention defying fate and reaching the strongest, she might not even qualify for the first leg of the classic Triple Crown.

Under these circumstances, even if she understood being as depressed as Blazing Swift Steed, she nevertheless chose the road of breaking the cauldrons and sinking the boats.

With the trainer's full assistance, and with her childhood friend making up for gaps thanks to an extra thirty‑plus years of life experience seemingly out of nowhere, she on one hand pursued her own opportunities, and on the other put into practice the unyielding spirit that Blazing Swift Steed never relinquishes.

In the end, she overcame this huge setback that blocked her in the novice village.

Only then was the fighting spirit of the Flame Swift Steed, a long-time companion, fully awakened.

Although it's already more than ten days before the Gaoyue Prize and there's still no trainer, the Flame Swift Steed cannot appear together again on the Classic Year Saichang—it's already a certainty.

But she also had no regrets.

It's just a shame that time was really tight, leaving her hardly any chance to visit Ailisuzhi and Manchester Chazuo, as well as the other two teammates who should be just as strong, possibly even stronger.

The presence she could actually make was in the opponent's classroom that they rarely attended, but she had at least been there a few times!

Just going onto the Gaoyue Prize Saichang like that, even shouting tough words would likely be met with 'Who the hell are you?'

Compared to her childhood friend, she had the advantage of otherworldly knowledge, and she was already looking down on the other competitors from on high; one could say she forgot that they might also be investigating her, and assumed everyone on the Gaoyue Prize Saichang would be complete strangers.

At this moment she was like a reckless rebirth-novel protagonist, eager to build close ties with her former-life friends and family, and she also hoped to get a chance to say a couple of things in the athletes' passage, slipping her harsh words into the entry segment, but instead she witnessed that bizarre sight.

Compared to the receptionist's nearly overflowing urge to complain, she hadn't given it much thought.

She watched and listened from afar, saw those few people heading off, and without worrying about politeness or atmosphere, she immediately chased after them!

She just wanted to say a few words.

But in this impulse, she might not be able to control her words.

Will she be a rebirth-novel protagonist, or go straight to the Fire Cloud Evil God—that's the question.

And she hadn't thought of anything.