The Trainer Bullied by a Bad Woman

If it had been anyone else, she would never have stood by and watched them rummage through memories as precious as her life.

Why only as precious as her life, rather than more precious?

Because her life did not belong to her alone. And the life of a certain trainer who was Mind and Body as One with her did not belong to him alone, either.

"Are all your memories from those three years here?"

After making a circuit, Little McQueen came over in quick little steps.

"Yes, they're all here... Though I put some away. Even if our worlds are different, seeing memories from childhood wouldn't do you much good, would it?"

White McQueen paused, then gave her a helpless look.

"The Three Goddesses said that the memories of any Uma Musume named Mejiro McQueen would come to this meadow belonging to Mejiro McQueen."

"Then... is the memory of treating AT... I mean Zhou Yuang, like an Ice Cream Machine here too?"

Remembering the horror game from before, Little McQueen could not help growing curious.

How many mushrooms did I eat to mistake Zhou Yuang for an Ice Cream Machine?

"...It is."

At Little McQueen's question, White McQueen looked a little embarrassed.

"Then what did you think?"

Little McQueen was terribly curious. What had been going on with that version of herself?

Why had she acted as if she were under a spell?

"Trainer was very sweet."

White McQueen suddenly blushed, looking shy as a newlywed.

"Very naive?"

There had obviously been something wrong with her. Calling her a Fatty Filly had been going too far!

Little McQueen fumed. If it had been her, she would have charged straight at that awful trainer too.

How could he call an Uma Musume a Fatty Filly?

"No, I mean he really