Horse Girl, Your Friend is Fighting Her Way Out of the Horse Racing Track

“I refused too abruptly and without considering your feelings. This is my apology for my rude behavior.”

"what?"

Lingzuan Qibao froze for a second, then reacted and frantically waved her two delicate white hands.

"No, no! I was too presumptuous and didn't consider that you like being alone... You really didn't need to do that!"

Although she spoke so politely, her gaze seemed to be drawn to her by a magnet.

It drifted uncontrollably toward the box that was right next to it.

The tofu pudding in that box seemed to beckon to her, exuding a fatal allure.

'It smells so good... I really want to eat it... Is this the legendary taste...?'

'But Poetry and Wine didn't do anything wrong, and she doesn't seem to be well-off financially. How can I accept this gift…'

Diamond Treasure turned her head to one side with difficulty, trying to use reason to overcome instinct.

Looking at my roommate with the tuft of hair, who was clearly drooling but was still trying her best to pretend to be reserved.

Poetry and Wine's originally tense lips twitched slightly.

I just found it a little funny.

"Take it if I give it to you."

She didn't give the other person a chance to refuse and stepped forward directly.

He forcefully shoved the still-cool little box into Diamond Treasure's hands.

"No need to pretend to be polite. I hate people who push things around and make a show of it."

A slightly cool touch came over her, and Diamond Treasure instinctively held the box in her hands.

"Really?

She looked up, a trace of drool still clinging to the corner of her mouth.

Faced with that overwhelming fragrance, her reason finally surrendered completely.

"Okay then! I'll make it up to you! I'll take care of all the dorm cleaning from now on!"

She took the spoon, her face beaming with happiness.

He took a deep breath as if it were a ritual, and then gently lifted the lid.

Wow…a golden legend!

A layer of dark brown syrup was poured over the snow-white tofu pudding, making it crystal clear, like amber encasing white jade.

The tofu pudding swayed slightly with her movements, looking incredibly tempting.

Lingzuan Qibao stared at the tofu pudding with satisfaction for a while, and just as he was about to scoop up the first spoonful and put it in his mouth, he suddenly stopped.

She discovered that poetry and wine hadn't left; they were still standing there.

"...Why are you looking at me?"

Staring into those innocent eyes, Shi Yujiu felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Is there only one spoon?

Diamond Treasure blinked and asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, there's only one left in the store."

Poetry and Wine frowned, as if to conceal something, and quickly added:

"You can eat it. I don't like sweets. I never touch sticky things like this."

P.S.: Are you all curious about why I'm ending this chapter here? I'm applying for a contract today, so I'm very sorry, the next chapter will be posted tomorrow.

New Student: Chapter 16 Sleep?

After saying that, in order to prove herself, she pretended to be impatient, closed her eyes, and turned her head to the side.

"And be careful, eating too many sweets can cause..."

The word "fat" hadn't been uttered yet.

"Huh—?!"

A cool, soft touch suddenly pressed against her lips, followed by an explosion of rich sweetness on her tongue.

Poetry and wine opened their eyes in surprise.

All I could see was Lingzuan Qibao standing on tiptoe, holding a spoon in her hand, and the spoon was already being fed into her mouth.

The horse in front of me smiled broadly, her soft cheeks bulging together like a happy little sun.

"This is the tofu pudding you bought, so of course you get to have the first spoonful!"

"It's only natural," said Lingzuan Qibao, a smile playing on his lips.

boom--

Poetry and wine instantly emptied my mind.

'What, what, what...what is going on?!'

The unprecedented intimacy caused her heart, which had been closed off for years, to skip a beat.

The sweetness of brown sugar slid down my throat.

That taste... was just like the wedding candy from my past life, but sweeter and warmer.

An uncontrollable heat instantly rushed to my cheeks.

Poetry and wine, whose faces were usually pale and aloof, turned bright red at a visible speed, even their ears were burning.

She reacted as if she had been burned, and took a step back abruptly.

"I...I don't eat tofu pudding!!"

She called out shyly and flusteredly.

The voice was several degrees higher than usual, and even had a slight crack.

Not daring to look at the Diamond Treasure again, Shi Yujiu turned around, flung open the dormitory door, and rushed out like a deserter fleeing in panic.

"boom!"

The door was slammed shut.

The diamond-cut treasure, still holding its spoon inside the room, paused for a moment.

She put the spoon away, looked at the little bit of brown sugar syrup left on it, and tilted her head in confusion.

Then, she scooped up a large spoonful of tofu pudding and happily put it into her mouth.

It melts in your mouth and is sweet but not cloying.

"Mmm—delicious!!"

Diamond Treasure squinted its eyes happily, its two horse ears twitching joyfully.

'Isn't this super delicious?'

'Why did Poetry and Wine say they didn't like the food? And why was their face so red...'

'Strange person...'

As she pondered this, she scooped out another large spoonful, completely immersed in the sweet joy of having regained what she had lost.

The focus shifts to poetry and wine.

In the public restroom at the end of the corridor, the incandescent light bulb emitted a faint buzzing sound.

The faucet was turned up to the maximum, and a jet of icy water gushed into the porcelain basin, splashing up countless droplets.

Poetry and Wine bent over, cupped a handful of cold water in their hands, and splashed it hard on their faces.

"Wow—"

The biting cold stimulated the facial nerves, attempting to physically cool down the face.

Water droplets dripped down her pale chin and onto her collar, soaking a small, dark patch.

However, even with my eyes closed, the image in my mind seemed to play on a loop:

The little horse girl with soft, chubby cheeks smiled without any guard, taking the only spoon and putting the sweet tofu pudding into her mouth.

The sensation of our lips touching each other in that instant, and the burst of sweetness on our tongues...

"...Damn it."

Poetry and Wine suddenly raised their heads and wiped the water droplets from their faces.

She looked in the mirror.

The bathroom mirror is quite old, covered with a layer of limescale and dust, making the reflection blurry.

Poetry and wine reach out and vigorously scrub a clear area on the mirror.

The face in the mirror, usually as cold as ice, still had a lingering blush, and the eyes held an unusual hint of panic and embarrassment.

"Really..."

She took a deep breath and muttered a complaint to herself in the mirror:

"These immature girls have no sense of propriety at all."

Although she was muttering to herself, trying to shift all the blame onto her inconsiderate roommate, she couldn't control the lingering heat in her ears.

Once again, she lowered her head and rinsed herself with cold water five times.

The burning sensation only subsided after my skin turned slightly white from being rinsed with cool water.

Poetry and wine raised their heads again, their eyes regaining their former calm and serene state.

'I was overthinking it.'

She mentally prepared herself.

'Children this age probably interact with their families like this at home. It's just simple friendliness and sharing, nothing more.'

'Shi Yujiu, don't make a fuss like some country bumpkin who's never seen the world.'

She shook her head, pulled out a tissue to wipe her face, and turned to walk back to her dormitory.

……

Back to Room 302.

The room was filled with a pleasant scent of shower gel, mixed with the faint brown sugar smell from before.

The empty box that once held the tofu pudding had been washed clean and was neatly placed on the table.

Meanwhile, Lingzuan Qibao was taking a shower in the private bathroom, a round, blurry shadow reflected on the frosted glass door.

The sound of rushing water and intermittent humming could be heard from inside.

Poetry and Wine silently walked to their wardrobe and took out a change of clothes and toiletries.

She sat in the chair, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, staring blankly at the empty box for a while.

Tomorrow is the first day of formal training after the start of the new school term.

The student council president, who was known as "the Emperor," said that Treson's training intensity was very high.

For someone like her, who comes from a self-taught background, it's essential to maintain absolute peak performance.

'Get some rest early tonight and recharge.'

Not long after, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

With a click, the door opened.

Lingzuan Qibao came out wrapped in a bath towel, her short, silver-gray hair sticking wetly to her cheeks.

After being steamed by hot water, her already fair skin took on an alluring pink hue, and her whole body radiated heat.

"Ah, Little Wine... oh no, I mean, Poetry and Wine, I'm all washed up~"

She greeted us with a smile as she dried her hair with a towel.