All in all, aside from that troublemaker Gold Ship spreading fake news and stirring up chaos everywhere, the forum posts were actually quite harmonious.
This left Dream Weaver sowhat puzzled—it didn't quite match the mysterious forum that Chizuru Haibara and the others had described.
She didn't think Chizuru would trick her, so she figured she must have missed sothing and kept scrolling.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, Dream Weaver suddenly noticed the bold text above the pinned announcent.
[Tracen Academy Activity Center]
Cautiously moving her cursor over the words, a list of additional sub-forums imdiately popped up below.
[Literature Club]
[Three Goddesses Archive]
[Rowdy Grand Appreciation Festival]
[The Withered Hollow in the Courtyard]
Just as she suspected—the forum was divided into different sections. Dream Weaver nodded and began investigating them one by one, starting from the top.
The first section, the Literature Club, lived up to its na—it was a place for Uma Musu to showcase their literary talents.
There were no restrictions on genre; poetry, songs, essays—anything related to creative writing was posted here.
After browsing a bit, Dream Weaver couldn't help but remark, "So Tracen really does have proper arts students, not just athletes."
After skimming a few posts, she turned her attention to another section.
Clicking open the Three Goddesses Archive, Dream Weaver found its content remarkably rich—ranging from the stories of legendary Uma Musu to the evolution of racetracks over ti, and even records of major races from every year.
Recent races were docunted with videos, while older ones consisted of written accounts and newspaper comntaries from the ti.
When this weighty history lay quietly before her eyes, Dream Weaver imdiately realized that the posts in this section might be the most aningful content on the entire forum for Uma Musu.
Heck, even trainers probably frequently search this section for historical materials to study with their assigned Uma Musu.
This history, imprinted before her eyes, might be an even greater treasure in establishing Central Tracen's status than all the professional equipnt.
By now, Dream Weaver had completely changed her perception of the forum. Initially, she thought it was just a place for students and teachers to chat and gossip—she never expected it to hold such precious content.
Although she still didn't understand why Air Groove had given her such a pitying look when suggesting she check the forum, Dream Weaver already felt the visit was worthwhile.
Resolving to return later for a proper look at this section, Dream Weaver reluctantly shifted her gaze to the next one.
"Rowdy Grand Appreciation Festival" was a na that made little sense at first glance, but upon opening it, Dream Weaver suddenly found it quite fitting.
This section was mostly filled with posts organizing events—from the student council and official school activities down to interest clubs and individuals, anyone could post here to invite others to join.
Dream Weaver had already co across multiple posts by T.M. Opera O advertising her drama club.
[Stage girls will shine once more for the stars and the spotlight! Drama Club's new play, "Revue Starlight," premieres today!]
A user nad "Centurial Overlord" had even attached a map of Tracen Academy, with one location circled in red.
Dream Weaver recognized it—the circled spot was that outdoor stage she had visited once before.
"Starlight… seems to be the stage play T.M. Opera O perford at the festival last ti, though I wasn't in the mood to watch it back then."
"Maybe I'll go see it if I have ti."
Muttering to herself, Dream Weaver noted the ti of the next performance.
After browsing this section, the last one left for her was called "The Withered Hollow in the Courtyard."
Dream Weaver had indeed seen Uma Musu leaning over that hollow tree in the courtyard, shouting sothing, but she'd never listened closely.
So now, she had no idea why this section was nad that.
Was it a place for teachers and students to scream and shout? But this was a web forum—were they supposed to type a bunch of exclamation marks?
With this question in mind, Dream Weaver clicked open "The Withered Hollow in the Courtyard."
[Those Years With My Trainer.]
What caught her eye was a post with an enormous number of replies. Hoping to understand the section's content, Dream Weaver clicked in.
The post began with the story of a rookie trainer eting a fledgling Uma Musu.
The writing was delicate and smooth, vividly portraying how the two grew from strangers to becoming truly united in heart and purpose.
Half an hour later, as Dream Weaver neared the end of this account, she couldn't help but inwardly admire what a good story it was.
But just as she thought this record would conclude like countless other trainer-Uma Musu stories she knew, the poster's next comnt made Dream Weaver's eyes widen in shock.
[My three years with my trainer have ended, and our life as a married couple is about to begin.]
What followed were so sweet daily monts between the married pair, but Dream Weaver was too stunned to read on.
She just stared open-mouthed at the screen.
Age-wise, it shouldn't be a problem, but… that's a trainer! How could anyone do such a thing with their comrade-in-arms?!
Dream Weaver couldn't understand. She had always thought the jokes about trainer relationships were just banter built on trust—who would have thought they weren't jokes at all?!
Soone actually plans to walk a different path with their trainer after graduation?!
No, wait—this post has so many replies for a reason.
Dream Weaver forcefully suppressed her shock and tried to rationalize.
This post must be a shocking outlier even in this section—that's why it has so many replies. Yes, that must be it.
This single post doesn't prove anything! It can't represent the standard for the entire section!
Dream Weaver imdiately switched back to the main page of "The Withered Hollow in the Courtyard" and looked straight at the post right below it.
[Help! My roommate just doesn't understand my feelings and keeps hanging out with all sorts of questionable Uma Musu. How can I make her see the light?]
Roommate… roommates are usually other Uma Musu, right?
Feelings… it must be simple, pure, platonic friendship, right? What else could it be? We're all Uma Musu here—what other kind of feelings could there be?!
Dream Weaver's trembling hand finally lost all control when she opened the post and saw the first reply.
[If your dog of a roommate is that clueless, you should just tie her up in the basent and have your way with her!]
"Have your way how?!"
The shock completely overwheld Dream Weaver's usual reserve in the library, and she exclaid aloud right there in public.
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