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

Narita looked at Shi and Jiu's bloodless lips, his voice filled with anxiety.

"I'll help you hold it up; we need to hurry."

"You've been a great help."

Two figures sped up on the slope in the rainy night.

In the dormitory in Mipo.

"I'm back—! Amazonian boss, help me—!!"

With a panicked shout, the gate to Miura Dormitory was slammed open.

The wet Ennis Wind God and Narita Road rushed into the dormitory like two whirlwinds, bringing with them a large amount of rain and cold air.

"It's so noisy! Who's yelling in the dorm? What time is it?"

A helpless voice came from deep within the corridor.

Then a racehorse girl with dark skin and wildly flowing gray-blue hair strode out. She wore a coat with the word "Tayman" written on it, but her expression was rather gentle.

Amazonian diamond.

The dormitory head of Miura Dormitory, according to the dormitory supervisor.

She was about to reprimand the students who were returning late, but when she saw the scene before her, her fierce demeanor vanished instantly.

"Hey... what's going on?"

Amazon Ling strode up to the Wind God Aeneas, her gaze sweeping swiftly over the poems and wine in his arms.

As the dormitory head who had taken care of countless younger students, she immediately recognized the seriousness of the problem.

"A little female horse I found by the roadside. She seemed to have fainted from hunger and had been soaked in the rain for a long time."

Ennis, the wind god, was panting, his face covered in rain.

"I plan to take him directly to the infirmary later..."

Upon hearing this, Amazon reached out a hand and pressed it directly against the carotid artery in Poetry and Wine's neck.

"Severe hypothermia, coupled with hypoglycemic shock caused by malnutrition, is indeed very bad."

"Let's take her to the infirmary first."

Without a word, Ling Amazon took the unconscious Poetry and Wine directly from the arms of the wind god Aeneas.

"So light..."

When the petite body landed in her arms, Ling Amazon was startled and paused for a moment.

Its weight was so light, it felt like a handful of withered grass.

An unnamed anger and heartache welled up in my heart.

"Whose child is this... to have grown up like this!"

She gritted her teeth, clutched the poem and wine to her chest, and turned to the two of them.

"Aru, could you please contact the school nurse? Ennis, please get a towel and dry clothes. We'll meet at the infirmary."

"Okay." ×2

Narita and Ennis Ennis Wind God responded in unison, and then went their separate ways.

Ten minutes later.

The once quiet infirmary was now brightly lit.

The electrocardiogram monitor emitted a "beep-beep" sound.

Poetry and wine lay quietly on the pristine white hospital bed.

The soaked clothes had been changed and replaced with dry hospital gowns. The black-haired girl was covered with a thick quilt, and even two extra blankets.

An IV tube was inserted into the back of her left hand, and transparent glucose and nutrient solution were being injected into the girl's body drop by drop through the tube.

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Only when the heart rate curve on the monitor stabilized slightly did Ling Amazon, who had been staying by the bedside, finally breathe a long sigh of relief.

She stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the small figure on the bed, still frowning despite being unconscious, her expression extremely complicated.

"Honestly, if it had been delivered half an hour later, this little horse's body might have been permanently damaged."

Amazon lowered his voice, his tone tinged with lingering fear.

"It's good that you met her."

"That's great, that's really great."

Standing at the foot of the bed, Ennis the Wind God patted his chest, and the expression on his face gradually relaxed.

"I thought I was running too slowly."

"Senior Ennis the Wind God has done an excellent job!"

Narita Lu whispered words of comfort from the side, holding the emergency registration form she had just helped fill out, her gaze fixed worriedly on Shi and Jiu's faces.

"If it weren't for the senior bringing her back, the consequences of spending the night outside in this weather would have been unimaginable."

"But……"

Narita paused, looking at the two with some confusion.

"She doesn't look like a student at our school. I don't recognize her face, and there's no record of her going out at this time."

"And judging by his build... is he a freshman in elementary school? Or a lost elementary school student?"

Because of the body's regression, Shi Yujiu was now curled up in the large quilt, her exposed little face appearing exceptionally tender.

In addition, her short stature caused by long-term malnutrition makes her look several years younger than her actual age.

"Who knows?"

Ling Amazon pulled up a chair and sat down, arms crossed, but her gaze never left the face of Poetry and Wine.

"No matter where she came from, whether she's a wild child or a runaway..."

The head of the Meipu dormitory reached out and gently tucked the blankets around Shi and Jiu.

"Now that we've discovered it, there's no reason for her to get hurt or face any danger."

"I'll stay here tonight. You two, you have to get up early for training tomorrow, right? Go back to sleep!"

"I want to stay too!"

Ennis the Wind God immediately raised his hand, his eyes resolute.

"I'm the one who picked her up, so I have to take full responsibility for her."

"I...I also want to help."

Narita also stepped forward, looking serious.

"Although there is training tomorrow, I really can't rest peacefully leaving her here alone like this."

"You two..."

Amazon looked at the two stubborn eyes in front of her and scratched her long gray-blue hair helplessly.

"Oh, really, whatever."

She sighed, but a relieved smile appeared on her lips.

After some time.

The relentless downpour outside the window washed over the glass windows of Treson Academy, gradually turning into monotonous, hypnotic white noise.

Inside the medical room, the clock on the wall pointed to two in the morning.

"Phew... I'll go get you some hot tea. You two collapsed after being soaked in the rain for so long, and Ma Niang on the other bed is still asleep."

Ling Amazon stood up from her chair and rubbed her slightly sore neck.

She glanced at the two people sitting on the other side of the hospital bed, then turned and walked towards the inner cubicle of the medical room.

"Thank you, Amazon lady."

Ennis, the wind god, responded quietly, then couldn't help but let out a big yawn.

She had been working odd jobs all day, and now that she was relaxing in the warm indoor space, fatigue immediately overwhelmed her, and she began to doze off.

Narita was sitting on the round stool closest to the hospital bed.

The warm yellow light from the wall lamp spilled down, giving her smooth, short, golden hair a fuzzy edge.

She showed no signs of drowsiness; her clear, purple-gold pupils were fixed on the black-haired girl quietly receiving an IV drip on the hospital bed.

I don't know why.

Looking at that young face, which looked somewhat pitiful due to extreme weakness, Narita felt a strange, indescribable feeling well up inside him.

Why is there such a strong sense of déjà vu?

She shook her head, somewhat confused.

Even though it was our first time meeting, I had never heard of this elementary school girl with black hair and white highlights at Treson Academy.

But just now, on the slope in the pouring rain, when she saw the lifeless figure in the arms of the Wind God through the rain curtain, she inevitably felt an overwhelming sense of panic and anxiety.

She doesn't usually react this way when faced with strangers asking for help.

Why is this happening?

Narita Road quietly watches over the sleeping faces of poetry and wine.

In the silence, some extremely fragmented images inexplicably flashed through the depths of her mind.

It seemed as if a girl with an indistinct face was gently leaning against him, fast asleep...

"Well……"

'What is it?'

Narita pressed his forehead in pain, trying to dispel the strange hallucinations.

Is it because you stayed up too late?

She didn't think about it anymore, but just sat quietly in the chair and watched the black-haired girl's situation.

As someone who always strives to meet expectations of themselves and whose motto is "acknowledge the strengths of others and respect your opponents," I am a hard worker.

Narita Road always shines like the sun in everyone's eyes, exuding the aura of a protagonist of a grand road.

But for some reason, deep down she sometimes felt a sense of loss, as if she was only fit to be a supporting character clapping on the sidelines.

Looking at the black-haired girl in front of her, she suddenly felt an extremely strong, even domineering, impulse, which was something she was used to giving in to.

She wanted to get closer to the dark-haired girl.

Why would I have this thought?

Narita frowned, looking at Poetry and Wine with some confusion.

Poetry and wine in a daze are not at peace.

Perhaps due to the slight discomfort from the IV drip and the lingering cold in her subconscious, her black horse ears tilted back slightly, and her slender eyebrows furrowed painfully in her sleep.

"Eh~"

Narita sighed softly.

"Fine, we can't just stand by and watch someone die, no matter what."

Upon seeing this, Narita's body reacted before his brain did.

She leaned down unconsciously and slowly reached out her hand.

Her fingertips hovered in mid-air for a second, she hesitated for a moment. But in the end, the blonde girl's hand gently fell.

Narita gently brushed aside the black hair, damp with cold sweat, that was pressed against her forehead with the poem and wine, and then lightly touched her slightly cool cheek with the back of his fingers.

"Don't be afraid."