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

Poetry and wine were lost in somewhat dazed contemplation.

'Such interactions will continue even in this world…'

She awkwardly looked away, fixing her gaze on the white wall of the corridor, trying to use this escapist approach to mask her bewilderment.

The girl's black horse ears twitched uncomfortably to the sides, and the tip of her tail twitched slightly in tension.

"……Wait me a moment."

She muttered something under her breath, her voice so soft it was almost like talking to herself.

She didn't shake off Naritaji's hand, but turned around, grabbed a light gray coat from the clothes rack by the bed, and haphazardly draped it over herself.

He was too lazy to zip it up, so it was left open, revealing the gray hoodie underneath.

"Let's go."

Poetry and wine stand with their backs to Narita Road, their voices still indifferent.

"Let me state in advance that I can't lift anything too heavy."

Seeing the black-haired girl's stubbornness despite having already compromised, Narita almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She bit her lower lip hard to suppress the smile on her face.

"It's okay, it's okay! Leave all the heavy stuff to me!"

The blond honor student was as happy as a child who had received candy.

She gently grasped Poetry and Wine's wrist and pulled them toward the stairs at the end of the corridor.

Footsteps echoed in the quiet corridor.

Sunlight streamed in through the window at the end of the corridor, casting two side-by-side shadows on the white floor tiles.

……

The nearest supermarket outside Teresen Academy is located in a commercial street near the school gate.

It's not very big here, only about five or six times the size of a regular convenience store.

However, they sell everything from daily necessities and stationery to snacks and drinks, and even sports equipment and nutritional supplements specifically for Uma Musume (Horse Girl).

It was afternoon, and only a few customers were browsing the shelves in the supermarket.

The automatic door opened with a "ding-dong".

Narita led Shi and Jiu inside, where the cool air from the air conditioner made them feel slightly uncomfortable.

Wow, there are so few people today.

Looking around, Narita Road's eyes lit up.

Main character: Chapter 266 Attentive

Narita turned his head and gave Poetry and Wine a bright smile.

"That way we won't have to queue, and we can take our time choosing."

"……Um."

Poetry and Wine responded softly, their gaze sweeping across the shelves.

She wasn't really used to going to the supermarket.

Most of the time, she would just buy some instant food at a convenience store or ask the excellent-quality girls from Minamisaka to help her with the shopping.

The experience of being led by the hand and leisurely strolling between shelves like this is almost nonexistent.

I had shopped with Lingzuan Qibao before, but at that time the focus was on the shopping experience itself rather than buying anything.

"Let's start with the necessities of life."

Naritaji loosened his grip on poetry and wine, instead pulling out a red shopping basket from the entrance with practiced ease, as if he were a regular customer.

She walked to the daily necessities section and began to carefully select items.

"A water cup... Hmm, how about this one?"

Narita picked up a transparent water glass with a cherry blossom pattern and held it up to Poetry and Wine.

"It has a 500ml capacity, graduation marks, and a leak-proof design. Plus, isn't the cherry blossom pattern adorable?"

Poetry and Wine glanced at the delicate pink cherry blossom pattern, and their eyes twitched slightly.

"It's so pink."

"Huh? Really?"

Narita tilted his head and looked at the cup in his hand again.

"I think it looks pretty good... What about this one?"

She put down the cherry blossom cup and picked up a simple black one.

"This is quite simple, isn't it? And black looks very calm, which suits you perfectly!"

"..."

Poetry and Wine were silent for two seconds, then finally nodded.

"That's fine."

"it is good."

Narita happily tossed his water bottle into his shopping basket and continued walking.

"Then there's the toothbrush and toothpaste... Hmm, what flavor of toothpaste do you use? Mint? Fruit? Or..."

"casual."

"You can't just do whatever you want!"

Narita turned around and spoke in the tone of someone disciplining a disobedient child.

"Toothpaste is something we use every morning and night. If you choose a flavor you don't like, brushing your teeth will be a painful experience."

She picked up a mint-flavored toothpaste and then a strawberry-flavored one, comparing them in front of the poem and the wine.

"I personally prefer the mint flavor; it makes me feel refreshed after brushing my teeth. But if you don't like anything too strong, the strawberry flavor is also good..."

"Mint."

Poetry and wine interrupted her incessant chatter, and she spoke with some relief.

At this moment, her horse ears had relaxed from their previous alert state, and even stood up slightly forward.

"Okay, then let's choose the mint flavor."

Narita threw the toothpaste and a new toothbrush into the basket together.

For the next ten minutes, the two strolled slowly through the supermarket.

Narita Road is like a dutiful tour guide, constantly introducing various products to poetry and wine.

"This shampoo is a school-exclusive edition, and it makes your hair incredibly smooth after use! My little opera singer and I both use it."

"This muscle tape is a bit pricey, but it works really well, especially when you apply a little before training, the soreness won't be as bad the next day."

"Ah, this snack would be great."

At first, she tried to maintain a cool and aloof demeanor, but gradually she found herself being drawn into the rhythm of Narita Road without even realizing it.

When Narita handed her a bag of instant curry, she instinctively took it and checked the expiration date and ingredient list.

"This... has a pretty long shelf life."

"Right! And it's super easy to make, just microwave it for three minutes and it's ready to eat."

Narita said with a smile.

"You're still recovering, so if you get hungry at night but don't want to go to the cafeteria, you can use this to tide you over."

She paused, a hint of worry flashing in her purplish-gold eyes.

"However... you should still try to eat something nutritious. Fast food is only for emergencies, not for regular meals."

"understood."

Poetry and Wine tossed the curry packet into the shopping basket, then turned away, lost in thought.

The shopping basket gradually filled up.

Water cup, toothbrush and toothpaste, towel, shampoo, sports equipment, several packs of instant food, and a large bag of snacks that Narita Road forcibly stuffed into the bag.

"That's about enough..."

Poetry and Wine looked at the shopping basket that was almost overflowing, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"These things...it's inconvenient for me to carry back by myself."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I told you, leave all the heavy stuff to me."

Narita patted his chest, as if to say, "I've got this covered."

"And look, half the basket is full of snacks, you can take that part!"

"..."

Poetry and Wine glanced at her with a hint of helplessness.

"You bought the snacks yourself, didn't you?"

"We've been discovered."

Narita smiled, showing no sign of shame.

"If you don't share, it'll be lonely eating alone. So..."

She leaned closer, her eyes filled with earnestness.

"If you have time in the future, you can come to my room. We can eat snacks together and watch football games together."

"You still watch football matches?"

Poetry and Wine looked at the blonde girl beside them with some surprise upon hearing this.

"That's right, my specialty is super long soccer passes."

"So, are you considering it?"

"Then let's forget about it."

Poetry and wine gave a perfunctory reply, then turned and walked towards the cashier.

After paying the bill, Cheng Tianlu carried a large bag full of daily necessities in one hand and a bag of snacks in the other.

Poetry and wine wanted to help share some of the burden, but Narita refused, citing "your body is not fully recovered yet."

In the end, the black-haired girl could only reluctantly follow behind Naritaji, carrying her newly bought water bottle and a few light packets of instant food.

As the sun sets, it bathes the entire campus in a warm orange-red hue.

The two walked slowly along the path back to their dormitory.

Narita hummed an unknown tune, his steps light and quick.

Poetry and Wine followed quietly behind her, their gazes occasionally falling on her ponytail that swayed gently with each step.

"By the way, poetry and wine."

Narita suddenly turned around and said with a smile.

"If you're free tomorrow, would you like to go to the cafeteria for breakfast together? I can introduce you to the other students..."

Before he could finish speaking...

A brown-haired figure emerged from the fork in the road ahead and appeared in front of the two without warning.

Naritaji's words came to an abrupt end.

The woman was wearing a standard red and white tracksuit from Tresson, with a towel soaked with sweat draped over her shoulder.

His brown hair was slightly messy, plastered to his forehead and cheeks.

The other person's purple eyes were lowered, seemingly completely immersed in their own world, indifferent to everything around them.