Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 413 Little Bei's Crying and Sobbing

Although his impression of green juice wasn't very good, seeing Kita Genkoma enthusiastically thank the clerk and accept two cups of green drinks, Yasui Makoto finally made up his mind.

It's just a drink, how bad can it be?

Besides, Northern Xuanju clearly put in a lot of effort for today's date. It would be too disappointing if the first stop of the date ended badly.

So he quickly adjusted his mindset, casually accepted the green juice handed to him, and tentatively took a sip under the expectant gaze of Beifang Xuanju.

Surprisingly, the green juice smelled just like I remembered, with a faint grassy aroma, but it didn't taste bitter or unpleasant.

Instead, it tastes more like a unique matcha beverage, with a slightly sour and sweet flavor.

Compared to other drinks, this one has a rather unique flavor, but it's definitely not bad; in fact, it's quite good.

"...Is this really aoboshi juice?" Surprised, Yasui Makoto picked up the drink in his hand and examined it closely.

"Hehe, of course!"

With a smile, Beibu Xuanju raised his head, took a large gulp of his green juice, let out a satisfied "ha!", and explained:
"This shop has many unique green juice recipes, some of which are quite delicious even for people who don't like this kind of drink."

"Guangzuanjiang and I often come here to buy, and we've long since memorized what flavors are available at what times."

"So I'm really lucky, today's recipe just happens to be the kind that tastes especially good!"

Yasui Makoto immediately understood and couldn't help but be surprised by Kita Genko's thoughtfulness.

He hadn't expected the girl to pay so much attention to just a drink; he guessed she must have put in a lot of effort last night.

However, this meant that other arrangements would likely follow the same pattern, and he began to look forward to his upcoming dates.

“Very good, I mean this drink.”

After praising the drink, he glanced at the beverage shop and said, "So, should we buy two more cups? If we're going to spend the whole day in Shibuya, one cup probably won't be enough, right?"

"This... I'm afraid that won't work."

Shaking his head with some regret, Beibu Xuanju explained:

"Didn't I just tell the trainer that this shop's green juice is not only a limited-time special, but also in limited quantities, since so many people come here specifically to buy it?"

"But it's okay, I know a lot of other delicious drinks, I'm sure the trainers can drink to their heart's content!"

With unwavering conviction, Genkomoku Kita, pulling Makoto Yasui along, headed towards the beverage shop.

The beverage shop faces the staircase leading up from the underground passage. Go up one floor and then another, and you'll reach the plaza in front of Shibuya Station.

As they walked, Beifang Xuanju kept talking about the special-edition drink she wanted to buy. When they emerged from the passage, her eyes lit up, and she pointed diagonally ahead:

"Trainer, look! It's a Hachiko statue!"

Having understood the effort that Genkobuchi had put into this date, Makoto Yasui listened even more attentively to the various schedule arrangements this time.

However, perhaps because he was completely unskilled in this area, he suddenly felt inadequate, forgetting the previous point as soon as he heard the next one.

Hearing a surprised shout out of surprise, he didn't have time to think about what was going on. He looked in the direction that Beibu Xuanju was pointing.

About ten meters from the entrance, there is a crescent-shaped flower bed with benches along its edge for pedestrians to rest. Rows of benches surround a statue. The statue's base has two layers: the bottom layer is square, and the second layer is rectangular. On the side facing the exit, there is a plaque.

The surface of the statue is a metallic bluish-green, which should be made of bronze, and it is shaped like a crouching Akita dog.

As Yasui Makoto was examining the statue, Kita Genko excitedly pulled him to the front of the statue, and then a look of emotion gradually appeared on his face as he gently stroked the statue.

"The trainer must have heard of Hachiko's story before, right?"

"Yes, I've heard of it. When I was in elementary or junior high school, the school recommended 'Hachiko: A Dog's Tale'."

As he nodded, Yasui Makoto remembered that the statue in front of him commemorated a very famous Akita dog in Japan.

The Akita dog was named Hachiko. Every morning, he would see his owner off to work from the front door, and in the evening, he would pick him up from nearby Shibuya Station.

One evening, Hachiko's owner suffered a sudden heart attack while working and could not be saved. He did not emerge from Shibuya Station as usual.

From that day on, Hachiko waited day after day in front of Shibuya Station for nine years until his death.

Looking back on all this, Yasui felt a pang of sadness.

When he learned about this story through the movie, he couldn't help but be moved by the pure emotions and loyalty in it. However, even after living in Tokyo for so long, he hasn't been able to visit the place yet.

Now that he had seen the statue together with the Northern Black Horse, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
"Looking back, the experience of watching this movie was quite interesting."

"At first, when the school made the recommendation, I didn't plan to go and take it. However, when my mother found out about the school's recommendation, she insisted that I follow the school's requirements and dragged me to take it with her."

"To be honest, it was quite touching, but halfway through the movie, my mother started crying uncontrollably next to me, and I didn't know whether to continue watching the movie or comfort her..."

At this point, he suddenly paused.

It was like watching a movie again, with faint sobs coming from the side.

He looked over in confusion, and suddenly saw the teary-eyed face of the Northern Black Horse.

"...Wait, wait a minute, Xiao Bei, why are you suddenly..."

Yasui Makoto panicked slightly, one hand froze halfway out, while the other hand fumbled back and forth in his pocket:

"Why...why did you suddenly start crying...?"

As he fumbled for tissues and stammered, he looked around awkwardly.

Fortunately, it was a weekday and past the morning rush hour, so there weren't many people coming out of the underpass or passing through the station square. Moreover, most people in Japan don't pay much attention to other people's business, so not many people noticed this area.

However, it was still somewhat eye-catching to see a young and beautiful racehorse girl crying in the street, with a young man standing next to her who wasn't much older.

Several passersby slowed down, looking at this side with strange eyes, and whispering to their companions.

Besides these pedestrians, what made Yasui Makoto even more embarrassed and troubled was that a little further away, there were two patrol officers who were clearly responsible for the security of the station square.

Whether a passerby went to report the incident or noticed them, the two patrol officers, with serious expressions, quickly jogged over.

When they were still a few meters away, one of the patrol officers reached into his pocket, showed his patrol badge, and righteously questioned Yasui Makoto:
"Excuse me, could you explain why you're not at school right now, and what's the situation with this lady who's riding a horse next to you?"

(End of this chapter)