"Although I did look forward to being 'kabedon-ed' when I was young, I definitely didn't imagine it would be in this form."
Gold Ship looked sideways at the hand pressed into the wall beside her ear, wiping away cold sweat without changing her expression.
Just a moment ago, Gold Legend had called out to Gold Ship and immediately performed what was roughly a kabedon.
Why 'roughly'? Does your family's kabedon have to be this fierce? I could even feel the shockwave!!
"Don't waste time talking nonsense, tell me what happened after last night."
Gold Legend had no leisure to listen to Gold Ship's nonsense; this was evident from how she wasn't holding back her strength now.
"Aftermath? What aftermath?"
Gold Ship was playing dumb.
"What happened after I ate that fermented rice ball?"
Legend didn't mince words; her memory from last night stopped at eating that fermented rice ball.
Theoretically, there was only one possibility for the loss of memory: that she had passed out.
But judging from the situation from this morning until now, something definitely happened.
It couldn't be that I went crazy from alcohol and harassed Uma Musume, right? My tolerance for alcohol is actually quite good.
"I really don't know, Oba-chan."
Gold Ship said, aggrieved.
"Nonsense! It was just the three of us last night; you don't know what I did?"
Legend secretly made up her mind that if Gold Ship continued to be unserious, she would use the Flame Fist on her.
"I really don't know! Last night, after you ate the dumpling, Oba-chan, you went straight out! The Trainer can testify for me!"
Perhaps sensing the killing intent, Gold Ship succinctly stated what had happened.
"Really?"
Gold Legend looked suspicious.
"You have to believe me!!"
Gold Ship was a little panicked.
"...Alright, I'll believe you for once."
Gold Legend lowered her hand, crossed her arms, and began to ponder.
Meanwhile, Gold Ship secretly looked at the handprint on the wall beside her ear and swallowed hard.
Deeply imprinted without any cracks—such a complete palm print couldn't be made without decades of cultivation!
"...Was I acting strangely last night?"
Legend thought back and forth and still felt something was off, so she asked.
"Huh? Oba-chan is just Oba-chan, there's nothing wrong... If you really have to say something, would being more flirtatious count?"
Gold Ship said after hearing this.
"How is that any different from saying nothing? But, flirtatious?"
"Yeah, just that kind of feeling, how should I put it? The feeling of a beautiful girl blooming like a flower?"
Gold Ship frankly expressed her feeling about Legend from last night.
"...[Flower]?"
Gold Legend's eye twitched.
If it really was that guy, this is not good.
Although I don't know how she did it, even a fool could figure it out.
What kind of consequences would there be if you put a flirtatious lesbian in a place like Tracen Academy?
Legend shivered and stopped her train of thought.
"Wait for me a moment."
Legend instructed Gold Ship, then calmed her mind and began to let her thoughts sink.
"[Flower]! Are you there?"
"Nope! Ehehe!"
"Very well, come out!"
Legend caught the fleeting fluctuation, expanded her domain, and a phantom appeared before her eyes.
"...Oh my, does the domain actually have this kind of function? It's just like a Hell War God, how amazing."
[Flower]'s figure floated before Legend, expressing her thoughts.
"Functions and such aren't important! Tell me, was it you last night?"
May the Three Goddesses protect me, please don't let it be!
Legend looked calm on the surface, but she was actually panicking inside.
"Calm down, your emotional fluctuations are huge. Last night? Oh, it was me. I didn't expect alcohol to allow me to take over the body. Uma Musume are truly amazing."
Oh no, it's over.
"...Alright, it's nothing, you can go back?"
"Eh? You drag me out when there's something, and then chase me away when there's nothing, without even a word of comfort. I don't remember you being that kind of girl."
[Flower] pouted in dissatisfaction.
Legend ignored [Flower]'s complaints and retracted her domain.
"Oba-chan? Are you okay?"
Gold Ship perceived the aura on Legend dissipating and asked cautiously.
"...Golshi, tell me, if a person makes a mistake due to youthful ignorance, how should they make up for it?"
Legend looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, her words filled with melancholy.
"...Oba-chan, are you conscious?"
Gold Ship rolled her eyes and reached out to poke Legend's cheek.
"Stop messing around, talk seriously."
Legend pushed away Golshi's grubby hand, her tone unfriendly.
"Although I don't know what happened, in any case, just apologize and confess first."
Gold Ship suggested.
"...I don't even know who to apologize to, how can I apologize and confess?"
"That's not important; what's important is the attitude."
Gold Ship said with a mischievous smile.
"...Tell me in detail."
Legend frowned.
"It's like this, actually, before Oba-chan found me, I went and bagged Air Groove and got the key to the broadcast room."
"Huh? Why did you bag Sister Kitasan Black?"
"That's not important, what's important is that we now have the key to the broadcast room!"
Gold Ship looked at Legend with a look of disappointment.
"So?"
Gold Legend thought about it, and realized that Golshi would be the one held accountable later anyway, so it had nothing to do with her, and she stopped pressing the issue.
"We can just go directly to the broadcast room and broadcast that Oba-chan got drunk last night, and please don't mind any strange behavior she might have exhibited."
"There's such a move?... Wait, that might actually work."
A lightbulb seemed to light up above Legend's head.
"Right?"
Gold Ship looked like she was saying, "I'm so smart, praise me."
"Alright, then give me the key."
Legend extended her hand for the key.
"Huh? Oba-chan, aren't you coming with me?"
Golshi, unsuspecting, placed the key in Legend's hand.
"That's up to you, good luck, Golshi."
Legend took the key and turned to leave without hesitation.
Leaving only one sentence: "Good luck."
"?!"
In the shadows, a hand landed on Gold Ship's shoulder.
"!!!"
Gold Ship instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
"Got you..."
Air Groove's voice was low, like an evil asura crawling out of hell.
"Oba-chan, save me!!!"
Gold Ship cried out for help, but could only see Legend's unwavering back.
She was then dragged into the shadows.
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