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

"Once I've finished dealing with things and have some free time, I'll definitely come to hang out with you. And next time, we absolutely have to make up for those few days, just the two of us."

"Get some rest! No sneaking in to train!"

Looking at the words on the screen, whose tone you could almost imagine, Shi Yujiu's somewhat depressed mood inexplicably eased.

"Well, it's a new competition after all... there's nothing we can do about it."

Poetry and Wine replied with a simple "Yes, I also need to rest for a while," and then put down their phone.

Although it was a bit of a disappointment, I was also relieved for some reason.

After all, facing such a rare and precious treasure, Poetry and Wine hadn't yet figured out how to respond.

'Since Qi Zi isn't here...'

Just as she was about to close her eyes and take a nap.

Buzz—Buzz—

The phone vibrated again.

This is new information.

The person who sent the message was Naritaji.

Poetry and Wine opened the message and were immediately dazzled by the message sent by the other party.

【Narita Road】:

Good morning, Xiaojiu.

"How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you? I was so scared when I saw you being carried away yesterday. I wanted to come see you right away, but the trainer said you need to rest..."

"Um, if you don't mind, are you free today?"

"Although we can't run, we can go out to change our mood. This is to celebrate the Satsuki Sho victory and also to help you relax."

Poetry and wine, a moment of contemplation.

The golden-haired class monitor is truly like a little sun, no matter what.

She was just about to type "I want to sleep" when a second message popped up.

【Narita Road】:

"Oh, right, I also invited Ayabesan, since we're all classmates. And I saw you two chatting in the hallway last time, so you seem to get along quite well."

“Ayabesan initially said she wouldn’t go, but I pleaded with her for half an hour and she finally agreed.”

The fingers that had been pointing to poetry and wine paused.

He admires Orihime.

An image of a classmate who always kept to himself and carried a similar sense of detachment as himself came to mind.

Their relationship... is indeed quite delicate.

They weren't exactly close, and they rarely even spoke.

It wasn't until a chance encounter at a training session late one night that the two seemed to develop a wonderful tacit understanding.

She had gazed at Orihime with a complex expression.

"You look a lot like her."

The girl who always looked at the stars once said this.

"My sister who could never be born..."

Although she didn't quite understand what poetry and wine meant, she didn't dislike or admire Orihime.

Compared to other overly enthusiastic and difficult-to-handle horse girls, Ai Musume's personality actually makes Shi and Shu feel that she is easier to get along with.

"Was Orihime, who admires Orihime, also dragged into this...?"

Poetry and Wine stared at the ceiling, lost in thought, and then let out a long sigh.

Since Qi Zi isn't here...

Then I'll spend some time with the energetic class president and the equally gloomy Orihime.

Perfect, I'll try on that hair clip.

Poetry and Wine sat up and tapped his fingers on the screen.

Poetry and Wine:

"understood."

"What time? Where to meet?"

The other party replied almost instantly.

【Narita Road】:

"Great."

"Then let's meet at the school gate at 10 a.m. Make sure to wear casual clothes, and dress cutely!"

'Make it cuter?'

The black-haired girl didn't think much of it; now that she had money, she could be a little more considerate of her image.

Just wear whatever you like.

……

10:00 am

Treson Academy Main Gate

The spring sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze swirled a few fallen leaves around the school gate.

Narita Road was already waiting there.

She wasn't wearing her school uniform today; instead, she was dressed in her own clothes.

She wore a pure white turtleneck long-sleeved T-shirt, layered with a light blue sleeveless knitted vest, the hem of which was tied in a knot on the left side, making her look lively and playful.

The golden-haired horse girl wore a small brown scarf around her neck, light khaki shorts with a silver belt, light gray knee-high boots, and a light gray hat.

She looks capable and energetic, like an outdoor model who stepped out of a fashion magazine.

But standing in the shade of the tree next to her was another completely different figure.

Ai Mu, with her hands in her pockets, was staring blankly at the ants on the ground.

She was wearing a loose blue sweater, dark blue skinny jeans, and white sneakers with laces the same color as her sweater.

Her long, soft brown hair was casually draped over her shoulders.

"Ah, here it comes."

Narita's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand vigorously, the golden horse ears swaying with the movement.

"Little wine! Over here!"

Upon hearing this, Ai Mu and Orihime slowly raised their heads.

When she saw Poetry and Wine slowly walking towards her, a glint of light flashed in her eyes.

Poetry and wine came along.

Although I ultimately chose an all-black outfit for today's casual wear—a black turtleneck undershirt, a dark gray loose denim jacket, and a black pleated skirt—I still opted for an all-black look.

It still maintains a very anthropomorphic style, but Poetry and Wine have unusually let down their hair, which they usually tie up casually, and let their long black hair fall smoothly over their shoulders.

Dark Meteor: Chapter 204 On the Street

Moreover… she also had a small silver hair accessory that I had never seen before pinned to her ear.

"morning."

Poetry and Wine walked up to the two of them, somewhat uncomfortably tugging at their collars, their gazes darting around.

"You're not late, are you?"

"Not at all, we just arrived too early."

Narita rushed up and circled around the poetry and wine, saying happily.

"Wow... Even though it's still all black, Poetry and Wine's aura completely changes when she lets her hair down. She looks so good! It's like... um... I don't know how to describe it!"

Narita grabbed Shiyujiu's left arm, his smile brighter than the sun.

"And this hair accessory is so cute! Did you choose it on purpose?"

"Wordy."

Poetry and Wine blushed slightly.

"I just grabbed it."

At that moment, Orihime, who admired him, also came over.

She wasn't as enthusiastic as Naritaji; she just stood quietly watching her from a distance of two steps from the poetry and wine.

"It suits you perfectly."

"I admire Orihime," she said softly.

"With his hair down, he doesn't look so fierce."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Poetry and Wine sighed helplessly, but did not feel unhappy.

"Alright! Now that everyone's here!"

Narita Road grasps both poetry and wine.

With his other hand, he tried to grab Orihime, but she nimbly dodged to the side and he only managed to grab her sleeve.

The blonde girl didn't say anything; she just smiled and waved her hand, pointing towards the bustling commercial street.

"Since it's about changing your mood, you should definitely go and enjoy things that can only be done on your days off!"

"Most dessert shops on the commercial street will launch new desserts in the spring, such as new parfaits. Let's go take a look."

Poetry and wine were dragged forward by Narita Road. Looking at the energetic class president beside him, he glanced at Orihime, who was following silently behind him, though she didn't say anything.

She let Narita pull her into the bustling crowd.

The commercial street was exceptionally lively today, filled with students and couples taking advantage of the weekend to go shopping.

Poetry and wine were pressed tightly against Narita Road, and he could clearly feel the soft touch of the other person's knitwear and their slightly high body temperature on his arm.

She's still not used to getting too close to others, and it took her some time to get used to being with Diamond Baby.

The close proximity of Narita Road made her stiffen all over, like a hostage being kidnapped.

I don't know why, but ever since the Arima Memorial, Narita Road has been quietly getting closer to poetry and wine.

Even during the Spring Festival, we weren't this enthusiastic. After all, it's rare to make friends through poetry and wine, so we could only tacitly approve of each other's behavior.

"Um... class monitor, it's too close."

"Huh? Really? When everyone's out having fun, they're bound to stay close together."

Naritaji was completely unaware of this, and even moved his head a little closer.

"And Poetry and Wine classmate smells nice, is it mint?"

Poetry and Wine sighed helplessly and could only let her pull them along.

……

At the same time, at the corner of the commercial street.

"Huff...huff...so heavy..."

Diamond Treasure was carrying two heavy canvas bags filled with her specially made weighted horseshoes and leg wraps.

In order to prepare for the 3200-meter Spring Emperor's Slam, she must make breakthroughs in endurance and strength.

Today she was wearing a slightly worn red and white school uniform, her hair was messy from rummaging through the warehouse, and there were glistening beads of sweat on her forehead.