The phone was held sideways.
Grasshopper leaned over and took a look.
It happened to be just before the Arima Kinen winners' stage was about to begin.
The venue was incredibly lively.
Glow sticks, banners, and illuminated boards could be seen everywhere.
The supporters were brimming with excitement and anticipation... Their discussions were heated.
All because the main character had yet to take the stage.
That was why the scene was so impatient, yet noisy and bustling.
In an instant.
Grasshopper understood.
They were watching a livestream~
"..." Yet the very next moment.
Her expression turned complicated.
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Mejiro McQueen was watching Mejiro McQueen's winners' stage. Why would I have a dream like this?
Symbol Rudolf also leaned over and took a glance.
She likewise leaned back slightly without realizing it, her brows adorably furrowed as she looked at Mejiro McQueen, then at the phone. She simply couldn't find the words.
"I can tell that your mental state is... pretty good?" Her tone was somewhat complicated.
"What else could it be?" Mejiro McQueen shrugged.
"The one over there right now is Mejiro McQueen. As for me? Do you think I am?"
She had come to terms with it.
After all, in many cases, having the same face wasn't scary. Whoever was the worse one would be the embarrassed party.
She hadn't dared go outside at all during the day.
She had holed up in her room, watching a recording of the Arima Kinen.
The more she watched, the more she felt—
Ah...
As expected of me~
So cool! Amazing!
Her sense of identification had surged instantly.
Not accepting it? What was there not to accept?
Regardless of the other party's origins.
She was definitely also 'Mejiro McQueen'!
"I have this feeling..."
Mejiro McQueen replied, "Although her running