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

The moment the door closed, the world fell completely silent.

Poetry and Wine leaned against the door, the last breath they had been holding on outside completely dissipating at that moment.

"what."

Why am I so tired? Yesterday's game is still affecting me today...

She didn't even have the strength to turn on the light.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun streaming through the window, Poetry and Wine dragged their heavy steps to the bedside.

"Boom."

She didn't even change her clothes before collapsing face down on the bed.

The soft bed embraced her weary body, but it couldn't alleviate the deep-seated aches and pains.

'So tired.'

A slight tingling sensation came from my heart, which became clearer as I calmed down.

Poetry and wine buried their faces in the pillow, and their consciousness began to sink rapidly.

A water ghost quietly emerged from behind her.

It looked at Shi Yujiu, who was lying on the bed and didn't even want to move a finger, and its blurred face showed obvious worry.

It walked to the bedside, wanting to cover the poems and wine with a blanket, but its illusory fingers could only pass through the fabric.

The derby is almost here…

Poetry and wine, in a half-dream, half-awake state, vaguely remembered something.

Darkness surged in like a tide.

In the last second before she completely lost consciousness, she felt as if a pair of cool hands were gently placed on her burning forehead.

It was incredibly quiet and gentle, like a mother's embrace.

The breath of poetry and wine becomes long and drawn out.

In this room where only she and her shadow existed, the young Satsuki Shojo fell into a deep sleep.

……

The next morning.

The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, mercilessly piercing the rounded blankets on the bed.

"Well."

Poetry and wine let out a soft groan and struggled to turn over.

The consequences of falling asleep without even changing my clothes last night are now becoming apparent.

My neck is stiff from a stiff neck, and all the muscles in my body are protesting, especially my thighs, which are so sore they don't feel like they belong to me.

The position of the heart has stabilized considerably.

The air around them rippled, and the water ghost poked its head out from the bedside table, expressionlessly extending its icy fingers to poke Poetry and Wine's cheek.

"...Stop poking."

Poetry and wine grasped a non-existent, cold hand, and laboriously opened their eyes.

"What time is it...?"

She groggily reached for her phone.

Just then—

"Tap, tap, tap."

There was a knock on the door.

"Hey—! It's morning."

A vibrant voice came from outside the door.

"Poetry and Wine, my fellow students, this is your dorm leader, Ling Amazon. Are you awake?"

"I'm coming in."

Before poetry and wine could respond, the doorknob was turned.

"Click".

Standing at the entrance was a racehorse girl with healthy, tanned skin, long, grey-blue hair, and sharp eyes. She was wearing the standard school uniform of Treson Academy.

Miura Dormitory Headwoman, Himeko, considers herself the most reliable big sister to everyone.

They provided a lot of help when Poetry and Wine moved from the Kuri-dong dormitory to the Miura dormitory.

However, we usually only greet each other when we see each other on our way back to the dorm, and we don't have much contact.

"Oh! He's still sleeping."

Seeing the confused-looking Shi Yu Jiu with his disheveled hair, Ling Amazon gave him a hearty smile.

She strode in, carrying two freshly baked sandwiches.

"Here, this is breakfast. I saw you didn't go to the cafeteria, so I brought it for you."

Ling Amazon placed the items on the table with surprisingly gentle movements.

"Thank you."

Poetry and Wine propped themselves up and looked at the passionate senior with some surprise, even though she was still confused about the situation after waking up early in the morning.

"Don't be shy. Taking care of the younger students who have just finished a major battle is also one of the responsibilities of the dormitory head."

Ling Amazon stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the poetry and wine with eyes full of admiration.

“I watched the match the day before yesterday, and you did a great job! Especially the final hand-to-hand combat with New Universe, that ‘I’ll win even if it’s just a millimeter’ spirit… it got my blood pumping.”

She reached out, intending to pat Poetry and Wine on the shoulder forcefully.

But halfway through his outstretched hand, he seemed to notice the weariness on Shi Yujiu's face, so he changed his gesture and simply patted her shoulder gently.

"How are you feeling? Are you alright?"

Ling Amazon's tone carried a hint of concern.

"I heard that Trainer Minamisaka gave you several days off."

Poetry and Wine nodded.

"Yeah, I've been resting for the past two days, and I'm feeling better now. I wonder what the dorm leader wanted to talk to me about?"

"Alright, let's get down to business."

Seeing that Shi Yujiu was still in good spirits, Ling Amazon's expression turned serious. Suddenly, she leaned closer, looking rather mysterious, and lowered her voice to say:

"Actually, it's about tonight. I'd like to invite you to join us."

"join?"

Poetry and wine stared blankly at each other.

"If it's something like running together, then forget it, I can't move."

"No, not that. It's a special event to strengthen the bonds between everyone in Miura Dormitory!"

Ling Amazon raised a finger, her expression becoming unusually serious, and even... cold sweat was visible on her forehead.

"It's... a gathering of 'friends' at the Manchester tea house."

"what?"

Poetry and wine tilted their heads slightly.

"It's that guy...you know him, right? The always gloomy Manchester Tea House guy who lives in our dorm."

Ling Amazon swallowed hard, trying to maintain her dorm leader's authority as she explained.

“She usually keeps to herself and even talks to thin air. This won’t do. As the dorm leader, I can’t let anyone fall behind!”

"So, I specifically extended an invitation to her."

Dark Meteor: Chapter 210 is actually a ghost story

"Please ask her tonight in the empty room 404 to tell everyone those... well... stories that only she knows."

At this point, Ling Amazon's voice visibly trembled, as she believed that everything could be taken on one-on-one.

“I was thinking that if everyone went to listen, it would not only build her courage, but also help her integrate into the group better, right?”

Poetry and wine fell silent.

Despite being terrified, Ling Amazon reluctantly organized activities to cater to her withdrawn classmates and liven up the dormitory atmosphere.

'It's the dorm supervisor from Miura Dormitory...'

Poetry and Wine turned their heads slightly and glanced at the water ghost that was peeking out from behind them.

'If they find out…'

'never mind'

"Do we really have to go?"

Poetry and Wine asked somewhat hesitantly.

"I'm very tired and want to sleep."

"Please! You're this year's Satsuki Award winner, you must have a very strong aura. You know, the so-called 'domineering aura'."

Ling Amazon clasped her hands together, a pleading look in her eyes, finally revealing her true purpose.

"I heard the story at the teahouse is super scary. If you were here, I feel like... well... it would be a little safer?"

"After all, I'm the dorm leader. It would be so embarrassing if I screamed in fright. But physical attacks are ineffective against that thing... Damn it! Why can't ghosts fight one-on-one?!"

Looking at the Amazonian figure caught in a dilemma, Poetry and Wine sighed helplessly.

She woke up and hadn't even washed up yet when this happened.

"If you don't force me to speak."

Poetry and wine have relented.

"Oh, so that means you agreed?!"

The Amazon instantly came back to life and happily gave a thumbs up.

"Great! I knew you were a loyal friend. With you here, ghost stories are a piece of cake!"

She took a hand-drawn flyer out of her pocket and gently placed it on the table at Poetry and Wine.

"It's settled then! Room 404, 8 PM tonight. I'll prepare a midnight snack."

"I'm going to inform the others. If we're going to do this, we should make it a big event."

After saying that, the energetic dormitory head turned and left like a gust of wind, not forgetting to gently close the door behind him before leaving.

The sound of her knocking on the next room came from outside, still full of energy:

"Hey—! Snow Beauty, are you there? Have you had breakfast—?"

Poetry and Wine looked at the breakfast on the table and the flyer with the clumsy ghost picture on it, and stood up with a sense of helplessness.

She went to the restroom and quickly tidied herself up.

Then he picked up the sandwich that Rin had left behind.

It's still hot.

The water ghost beside it slowly emerged, glancing at the flyer and then at the poem and wine, a hint of curiosity flashing in its empty eyes.

The water ghost pointed to the words "Storytelling" on the flyer, then pointed to himself, and tilted his head.

"You want to go too?"

Poetry and wine were somewhat unexpected.

The water ghost nodded, then shook its head, and then made a tea-drinking gesture in the air.