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

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Narita Road kept his voice down.

"without……"

Poetry and wine instinctively want to deny it.

But Narita Road didn't give her a chance to show off.

She didn't expose the disguise of poetry and wine, but instead took a step to the side very naturally, using her body to block the surging flow of people in the aisle, creating a quiet little space for poetry and wine.

Actually, I'm just a little tired!

Narita smiled and winked.

"I ate so many sweets just now, and my blood sugar is making me a little sleepy... Since we bought stationery, shall we sit on that bench over there for a while?"

That's clearly an excuse.

Poetry and Wine paused for a moment, looking at Cheng Tianlu's sincere smiling face, unable to utter the words of refusal.

"it is good."

The three of them arrived at the rest area in the mall's atrium.

As soon as Shi Yujiu sat down, Narita Riji naturally sat down next to her.

This time, she didn't hold onto Shi and Jiu's arms tightly as she had in the morning. Instead, she maintained a subtle distance—so that Shi and Jiu wouldn't feel crowded, yet their shoulders would occasionally brush against each other.

"Give."

As if by magic, Naritaji pulled a mint from his bag, unwrapped it, and handed it to Poetry and Wine.

"It's for stimulating you. You seem a little unwell."

"I brought some too."

Poetry and Wine instinctively reached into her bag, but Narita didn't give her the chance, trying to shove everything into her hands.

"It will get dirty if you hold it in your hands for too long."

Narita said with a smile.

Helplessly, poetry and wine can only open their mouths and hold the sugar.

The cool taste spread in my mouth and did relieve some of the tightness in my chest.

"Thank you."

You're welcome.

Narita turned his head to look at her, his gaze lingering on the silver meteor hair accessory for a moment, a faint hint of envy flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly concealed.

She reached out as if to help Shi and Jiu tidy up the stray hairs by their ears, but just before her fingertips touched the hair, she pulled back as if she had been electrocuted, and instead patted Shi and Jiu's shoulder.

"It's so good that I was able to come out today."

Narita looked at the crowd ahead, his voice somewhat unsteady.

"Although there were various little incidents, I felt much more at ease seeing Xiao Jiu's 'I really can't do anything with you' expression."

"What kind of expression is that?"

Upon hearing this, Poetry and Wine, with a candy in his mouth, helplessly complained.

"It's that kind of..."

Narita turned his head, his eyes crinkling with a smile.

"It's troublesome, but I don't hate it" expression.

In Narita's eyes, the black-haired girl may seem aloof, but she is actually more tender-hearted than anyone else.

That's why she didn't dare get too close, for fear of adding burden to the poetry and wine she was currently enjoying.

'That's good enough.'

'If only I could help her shield herself from the crowd a little when she's tired, and offer her a piece of candy...'

Narita quietly placed the back of his hand next to the hands of the poet and wine who were resting on their knees.

I didn't hold it, I just gently pressed it against my skin, transferring a little bit of body heat.

"If you're not feeling well, you can lean against me and sleep for a while."

Narita patted his shoulder and said jokingly.

"The squad leader's shoulder is very reliable, free of charge!"

Poetry and Wine glanced at her shoulder.

Normally she would definitely say no.

But today, she was probably too tired from yesterday's Satsuki-sho... plus the sun-kissed scent on Naritaji relaxed her tense nerves.

"it is good."

Poetry and Wine closed their eyes and gently leaned their heads against it.

Of course, the weight wasn't completely placed on top; it was just used as a fulcrum.

"Only five minutes..."

"Ah."

Narita's body stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed.

She dared not move at all, even her breathing was slowed down, for fear of disturbing the tired black cat on her shoulder.

Sitting on the other side, Orihime, who admired him, watched this scene silently.

She didn't say anything, but took a book out of her bag, opened it, and blocked her view of the two people, as well as the noisy surroundings.

The noise in the mall's atrium seemed to be shut out by an invisible barrier.

five minutes.

In the perceived time of Narita Road, those five minutes felt like an eternity, yet also like the blink of an eye.

She maintained a slightly stiff sitting posture, not daring to move her shoulders, and even swallowing saliva became a cautious act.

The faint scent of shampoo from the girl's hair beside me lingered around my nose, along with the cool aroma of mint.

The heavy weight on her left shoulder was a real feeling of the black-haired girl.

'Are you asleep...?'

Narita turned his head slightly and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

Poetry and Wine, whose faces were usually tense and indifferent, appeared unusually gentle in their half-awake state. Their long eyelashes stopped blinking, and their breathing became even and long.

I'm really tired.

A feeling of indescribable heartache welled up in Narita's heart.

Although he won the G1 championship and was praised by everyone, he carried heavy expectations and ran with the intensity of burning his life...

As a celebrity girl, Narita understands this heavy responsibility better than anyone else. The black-haired girl is experiencing what she once experienced, and doing it even better.

"You've worked hard, Xiao Jiu."

She said it silently to herself.

"Time is up."

The sound of turning pages came from across the street.

Ai Mu Shi closed the book in her hand.

"If we don't go back soon, the sun will set."

Narita blushed, and before he could explain, the person on his shoulder moved.

"……Um."

Poetry and Wine let out a muffled nasal sound and slowly straightened up.

She blinked, looking somewhat bewildered, as if it took her a few seconds to figure out where she was.

"Feel sorry."

Poetry and Wine rubbed his stiff neck, his voice a little hoarse.

"I think... I overslept a little."

"No, it's exactly five minutes."

Narita quickly waved his hand, and then quietly moved his left shoulder, which was already a little numb, with a bright smile on his face.

Is it any better?

Poetry and Wine looked at her, then at the Adorable Orihime who had already stood up beside him.

"Ah."

She stood up and straightened her clothes.

"Let's go back."

……

Afternoon 16: 30

The setting sun dyed the sky orange-red.

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The buildings of Treson Academy cast long shadows on the ground as the setting sun shone through them.

The three walked side by side on their way back to the dormitory.

"I had so much fun today!"

When Narita stopped at the fork in the road between the Kuri-dong and Miura-ryo dormitories, he looked at the poetry and wine with a touch of reluctance.

"Although there was a little hiccup in the middle... being able to come out with Xiaojiu and Ayabesan made me feel like all the fatigue from this week had flown away."

"I don't dislike going out together."

The gaze that adored Orihime turned elsewhere.

"Thank you."

Poetry and wine spoke softly.

"If I didn't come out, I would probably sleep in my dorm all day."

She reached out and touched the silver hair ornament in her hair.

"I'll treat you next time, as compensation for what happened today."

"I absolutely have to go."

Narita immediately raised his hand in response.

“I can consider it.”

Orihime nodded in agreement.

"Then it's settled."