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

She raised her arm and looked at her somewhat slender arm.

'This... counts as a complete orthodox style?'

Poetry and wine blinked, their gaze falling back to their chests.

A flat area.

It could even be described as excessively flat.

The shirt hung loosely on his body, with almost no curves in the front, looking like a garment hanging on a hanger.

'No way?'

The black-haired girl fell silent.

'After becoming a "traditional" version, there should be... at least some changes, right?'

She recalled how she had been when she was a true orthodox person.

Although he wasn't particularly tall, at least his clothes weren't as loose and baggy as they are now.

My arms also had some muscle definition, not the thin, stick-like shape they have now.

But now...

She glanced at herself in the mirror again.

A full-length mirror hangs on the wall of the infirmary. Poetry and Wine stand there, their entire reflection perfectly mirrored.

Petite.

This is the first impression most people get.

The person looked like...

A malnourished primary school student.

Is this truly a "completely orthodox" approach?

The question of poetry and wine lingered in my mind once more.

'How do I see it...'

They're just kids, aren't they?

"What does that mean?"

She looked away and turned to look at Dr. Yamada.

The look in Shi Yujiu's eyes betrayed an undisguised bewilderment.

"That's what it means."

Dr. Yamada seemed to notice her confusion and opened a data comparison chart on his computer.

A complex radar chart appeared on the screen, labeled with various physiological indicators.

Skeletal development, etc.

Each value is marked with a line of a different color.

The blue lines represent standard values, and the red lines represent the values ​​for poetry and wine.

And that red line, in almost all items, far exceeded the blue standard line.

"Many of your statistics have actually reached the level of active female racehorses."

Dr. Yamada pointed to a data point on the screen.

"These numbers all indicate that your physical development has entered the final stage."

"Generally speaking, most freshmen are still in the middle of their normalization process when they enroll."

She clicked on another comparison chart, which displayed several curves of different colors.

"This is the average number of new students in previous years."

"You're here."

Her fingers landed on the red curve.

That curve overlaps with the green curve labeled with the active female horse girls, and is even higher at some data points.

"Your physical maturity has reached the level of some active female racehorses."

Dr. Yamada's tone was somewhat incredulous.

"This is very rare among new students."

Poetry and Wine stared at the dense data on the screen, then looked down at themselves.

She reached out and scratched her arm.

Feeling his frail body, Shi Yujiu's eyes gradually became vacant.

'How do I look like an active horse girl?'

Has Godolphin Arab been dealt with yet?

Poetry and Wine looked up at their petite reflection in the mirror.

She sighed, somewhat disappointed.

'You don't look "mature" at all.'

She recalled the shocked expression on Dr. Yamada's face when he saw the data.

'Why does a racehorse girl with such a high degree of authenticity have this kind of body?'

Poetry and wine lowered their heads, looking at their own boundless figures.

The shirt hung loosely on his body, with no curves in the front.

'...'

She silently withdrew her gaze and stared blankly ahead.

Could it be?

Poetry and Wine bit their lips.

Is it because I'm not eating enough?

The thought suddenly popped into her head, startling her for a moment.

'Am I going to have to stay like this forever?'

Will this affect my former self?

This realization left her feeling somewhat helpless.

If someone asks me in the future, "Are you in junior high school yet?"

She replied, "It's almost completely professionalized; I'm ready to compete."

Then, seeing her petite figure, which resembles that of an elementary school student, the other person would probably think she was joking.

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Poetry and Wine withdrew their gaze and looked up at Dr. Yamada.

Her expression was deliberately calm, but her dark eyes held a hint of sadness that she couldn't hide.

"so what?"

"so……"

Dr. Yamada closed the medical record folder and walked to the poetry and wine section.

Her expression turned serious.

"From a physiological point of view, you have excellent physical qualities. Most of the core indicators show that your body already has the foundation to become an excellent racehorse girl."

"but."

She paused, then her tone became even more stern.

"Your health condition is not ideal."

She turned around and opened another data page on the computer.

"Anemia, underweight, malnutrition, micronutrient deficiency..."

Dr. Yamada read out each item one by one.

"By the way, do you sometimes experience sharp pains in your heart?"

Her finger moved to another data point.

Upon hearing this, Poetry and Wine instinctively looked away.

She didn't really want to talk about anything related to her heart.

Anyway, she hadn't paid much attention to these things since she came into this world.

Dr. Yamada, on the other hand, was intently looking at the poem and the wine.

"If this continues, not only will they be unable to reach their full potential, but it could even cause permanent damage to their bodies."

Poetry and Wine listened quietly, their faces still showing little expression.

But her mind was in complete chaos.

"Poetry and Wine, are you listening?"

Dr. Yamada's voice interrupted her thoughts.

Poetry and Wine raised their heads and nodded.

"I'm listening."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Dr. Yamada looked at her intently.

"Your physical condition can't continue like this. You must start adjusting your diet and supplementing your nutrition immediately. Otherwise, it will not only affect your development, but may even cause permanent damage to your health."

Poetry and Wine nodded.

"I see."

I was originally brought into this script by Godofa Arab in order to repair my body, but now it seems very strange.

"I need to develop a nutritional conditioning plan for you."

Dr. Yamada picked up a document from the table and handed it to her.

"This list outlines the nutrients and dietary plan you need to supplement. You can come back for a follow-up check-up when you have time."

Poetry and Wine took the document and glanced at it carefully.

The table above lists a detailed diet plan and nutritional goals.

Main character: Chapter 281, isn't it?

Poetry and wine focus on the daily dietary requirements.

'so much?'

She silently did the math in her head.

Based on my current approximate daily food intake.

To meet that requirement, it would mean eating more than twice as much as we do now.

'Can you eat this?'

"This plan is not a suggestion, but a doctor's order."

Dr. Yamada looked at her intently.

“You must strictly follow the plan. If I find that you are not following the plan, I will contact the chairman directly and request mandatory supervision of the meals.”

Poetry and Wine paused for a moment.

Then she nodded.