But no matter how loudly Mizuno scread for help inside, it was fated that no one would save him anyti soon.
Because everyone else always arrived early—there was still half an hour until the agreed ti. Which ant Mizuno might have to endure being clung to by these two terrifying Uma Musu for another thirty minutes before it ended!
Half an hour. Not long, not short.
If you spent it playing a ga, it would feel far too little—not nearly enough, you'd want to keep playing for hours.
If you spent it staring at a blank wall, it would feel boring but tolerable—you'd just wish you could do sothing more aningful.
But if you were Mizuno, in this Tracen world, being hugged tightly by two Uma Musu—one of whom was Tokai Teio...
Half an hour wasn't about "boring or not." It was about life and death!
Who knew what might happen in that half hour? If the two Uma Musu got angry and tightened their grip even slightly, his fragile human body would snap instantly!
The only small comfort was that although Teio and King Halo seed to be competing with each other for so reason, they were still holding back. They hadn't even argued out loud yet, just puffed up their cheeks and glared at each other. His arms remained intact.
But in fact—that was even worse.
Teio and Halo had locked his arms firmly without hurting him. That ant they probably already knew Uma Musu strength far exceeded humans, and they were deliberately controlling it, afraid to injure him.
And then there was what Teio had said earlier—she was just treating him like an onii-chan, which was why she acted so intimately...
If that were true, it would be fine. That would an Teio had no special feelings for him, and as long as he treated her normally, there would be no problem.
But if it was a lie—and she was hugging him this close anyway...
I'm dood!
Mizuno didn't dare even imagine what the future held. He only knew he was absolutely finished!
In two different ways!
And he couldn't even fight back now. He had this instinct: if he tried to pull his hands free, his fate would be even more miserable...
"Ababa..." So Mizuno imitated a certain immortal space junk—completely abandoning thought.
anwhile, the contest between Halo and Teio continued.
"Halo-san, why are you hugging Trainer Mizuno too? Isn't that a little inappropriate?" Teio narrowed her eyes and pressed her.
"I..." Halo stamred.
She couldn't just say outright that Trainer Mizuno was her destined lover...
That would be a perfect reason to crush Teio's flimsy "onii-chan" claim, but saying it herself would be too humiliating. She didn't have that courage yet.
So instead, she argued: "I also see Trainer Mizuno as my onii-chan. Naturally, that makes it fine."
As she said it, she squeezed his arm tighter.
"Onii-chan?" Teio frowned.
Not only had Halo stolen her precious alone ti with Trainer Mizuno—she wanted to steal being his little sister too?!
"Trainer Mizuno's favorite little sister is definitely the future undefeated Triple Crown Uma Musu—, Tokai Teio. Isn't that right? Onii-chan~" Teio looked at him expectantly.
Mizuno stayed silent.
"See~" Teio took his silence as agreent, smiling brightly.
"Grr..." Halo was not pleased.
Trainer Mizuno's favorite Uma Musu had to be the first-class King Halo. Even as a little sister—that should be her!
"Trainer Mizuno's favorite little sister is definitely the first-class King Halo. Isn't that right, Trainer Mizuno?" Halo demanded, staring at him.
Mizuno continued his silence.
"Ohohoho—! Trainer Mizuno agrees~" Halo lifted her chin proudly.
"Grr..." Teio puffed out her cheeks.
"Trainer Mizuno's favorite Uma Musu isn't anyone else—it's the Invincible Teio!"
"No—it's the First-class King Halo!"
"Teio, Teio, Teio—!"
"Halo, Halo, Halo—!"
The two Uma Musu bickered, rubbing their faces frantically against Mizuno, as if competing for closeness.
"Trainer Mizuno, say sothing!" Teio and Halo demanded at the sa ti.
But Mizuno still said nothing.
"Trainer Mizuno?" They finally realized sothing was wrong.
They saw his body had gone limp, unmoving and speechless, like an empty husk with no soul.
Quickly, they let go of his arms.
Without support, Mizuno toppled backward, collapsing onto the grass.
He had already fainted...
...
When Mizuno's consciousness returned, half an hour had passed.
"Where... am I?"
He felt a prickling sensation on his back, like he was lying on grass. His head seed to be resting on sothing—not a pillow, but soft. A faint, lovely scent drifted around him.
It wasn't fabric. More like the lap of a small-bodied Uma Musu.
Mizuno opened his eyes—and saw the adorable Rice Shower gazing down at him.
"Onii-sama, you're awake~" Rice Shower smiled.
Waa it's Rice Shower, the one Onii-sama likes best!
And judging from their positions... Rice Shower was giving him a lap pillow.
"A dream..." Mizuno thought it must be. Because in reality, he always held back his "big brother" instincts—sothing like Rice Shower giving him a lap pillow could never actually happen.
But since this was a dream, he might as well enjoy it~
So Mizuno turned his head, nuzzling into Rice Shower's stomach.
"Sniff sniff sniff~"
"Mm... Onii-sama... that tickles..." Rice Shower blushed scarlet at his rubbing.
"Rice Shower is so cute, sniff sniff sniff." Mizuno rubbed harder.
"Onii-sama, don't tease ... Rice... Rice Shower... will turn bad..." Rice's hands gently pressed against his head, her legs shifting restlessly.
Mizuno imdiately declared: "It's fine! No matter what Rice Shower becos, I'll still like you. Even if you force to Uma Pyoi, I won't resist~"
"Onii-sama, do you an it?"
"Of course I do~" Mizuno said with conviction, continuing to nuzzle her.
"Onii-sama... everyone's watching..." Rice Shower's voice trembled.
Mizuno froze.
Everyone?
"Trainer Mizuno..." A voice—Teio's—ca from beside him.
Bzz!"
His brain jolted awake.
Wait—that couldn't be! Why would Teio appear in his sweet dream?!
Mizuno stiffly turned his head toward the sound. Teio and King Halo were staring at him with mournful eyes.
And not just them—Urara and jiro McQueen were there too.
His gaze darted around, taking in the scene.
Sky: Clear.
Location: Training ground.
Ti: Around two in the afternoon...
This wasn't a dream! It was the exact spot where he'd given up thinking while trapped between Teio and Halo!
"....." Mizuno slowly turned back to Rice Shower.
"Onii-sama..." Rice Shower's eyes shimred with tears, reflecting his face.
Mizuno's heart lurched.
"Heh-heh... if I say I was just joking just now... will you believe ...?"
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