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

After crossing two intersections, the outline of the amusement park began to appear in the view at the end of the street ahead.

The building's roof reflected the sunlight, and the edge of the dome was gilded with gold, making it a bit dazzling from this distance.

The distant rumble of machinery could be faintly heard, mixed with the clamor of the crowd.

Narita didn't stop walking. She shrugged her shoulders and quickened her pace slightly by half a beat.

Poetry and Wine looked ahead, taking in the outline of the amusement park in their field of vision, and without saying a word, followed.

The ticket booths are located next to the entrance plaza, and at this time there was already a fairly long queue that stretched out and around a bend.

Most of the people in the group were students who came in groups or families with children.

The queue wasn't moving too slowly, moving forward a bit every two minutes.

Naritaji, carrying poetry and wine, entered the queue, took out his phone to access his e-ticket, checked the validity period, then put it back in his pocket, looked ahead at the queue, and moved forward little by little with the flow of people.

The line moved forward a little further.

The staff at the ticket gate scanned the QR code on Chengtianlu's mobile phone, the gate made a crisp sound, and the green light turned on.

Walk across Narita Road first and wait on the other side.

Poetry and Wine handed over the ticket code, scanned it, the gate beeped, and she walked over and stood by Chengtian Road.

After entering the amusement park, Poetry and Wine looked up curiously at the surrounding scenery.

After all, this should be her first time visiting a place like an amusement park.

The entrance plaza unfolds before you, spacious and bright, with people moving about in all directions.

Narita stood beside Poetry and Wine, glanced around, and then looked at Poetry and Wine with shining purple-gold eyes.

"Where would you like to go first, Mr. Jiu?"

Poetry and Wine took a quick look around the square before turning their attention back to the square.

"You decide."

Naritaji's eyes crinkled when he heard this.

Without any hesitation, she opened the park map on her phone, swiped it twice with her thumb, and looked up.

"Shall we go to the carousel first?"

Poetry and wine fell silent for a moment.

'Carousel...'

She suddenly realized that this world actually did not have the concept of horses.

The black-haired girl felt a sense of unease.

"Row."

The line for the carousel wasn't long; we only waited about ten minutes before getting in.

Poetry and Wine stopped beside a white wooden ox and examined it carefully.

The wooden ox had very large eyes, and the scene of it staring at Shi Yujiu with wide eyes was unexpectedly mysterious.

"puff."

Seeing this, Naritaji couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle.

With a slightly annoyed look at Narita Road, Poetry and Wine lifted their legs and sat down, slinging their bags in front of them, leaning against the central golden pillar, waiting for it to begin.

Narita Roshi picked out a chestnut-colored ox next to her and sat down nimbly.

She placed her hands on the cow's neck, glanced back at Poetry and Wine, and looked on with a hint of eagerness in her eyes.

As the music began, the wooden ox started to turn slowly, then stabilized at a steady rhythm, rising and falling gently.

Poetry and Wine sat atop it, their hands gently resting on the reins, adjusting their center of gravity slightly with the rise and fall of the boat.

A gust of wind blew from the side, pulling her black, tousled hair back a little.

The music and noise from the square were cut into segments by the speed of the rotation, and drifted over from a different direction every time it turned an angle.

Narita sat beside him, his riding posture very formal, his back straight, the horse's ears swaying up and down with the rise and fall of the wooden ox.

The blonde girl's expression was unusually serious, and she rode a carousel with the air of a knightly duel.

Poetry and Wine glanced at her from the side, their eyes meeting.

"Let's have a duel, Sake-sama!"

The blonde girl said excitedly.

Poetry and wine silently turned their gaze away.

The carousel spun for about five minutes before slowly coming to a stop.

The two of them got off the wooden ox one after the other and met at the exit. Narita adjusted his hat and turned to look at her.

"Next?"

Poetry and Wine glanced at the map ahead, about to speak, when Naritaji's gaze fell on a certain direction ahead, stopped, and then slowly lit up.

Poetry and wine followed her gaze.

It's... a roller coaster.

The track plunged down from the height, the carriage paused briefly at the highest point, and then roared down with a series of screams, disappearing into the curve.

I stared at the poem and the wine for a full three seconds before I looked away.

Are you interested?

"Ah."

Narita said in a very frank tone.

"I really want to experience it!"

Poetry and Wine looked at her with some suspicion before speaking.

"I can barely accept it."

"Oh, really? That's perfect."

Naritaji's response was so quick that Poetry and Wine realized they had probably been tricked.

But the words were already out, so she paused for two seconds and pushed the bag strap over her shoulder.

"Let's go."

The line for the roller coaster lasted for nearly twenty minutes.

The waiting area's railings divided the crowd into several winding lanes, allowing one group to pass at a time.

Poetry, wine, and Narita Road moved forward in the queue.

Their position allowed them to see the train carriages departing one after another from the departure area ahead, then rushing back from afar with screams.

After the train stopped, the passengers got off, and their expressions varied.

Some came out smiling, while others stood still, leaning against the railing. One middle-aged man stood there silently, taking deep breaths for almost a minute after coming out.

Seeing the middle-aged man's behavior, Shi Yujiu couldn't help but clench her hands quietly, but she still pretended to be indifferent and calm on her face.

Narita followed her gaze and glanced at her.

The blonde girl also felt a little nervous, but she patted her chest to encourage herself.

"It's okay, it only lasts a moment."

"Ah."

Soon it was their turn.

The staff pressed down the safety lever, and it clicked to lock in place.

Sitting in the chair, you feel the barricades holding you in place, making your space very small.

She looked down to check, then gripped the bag strap tightly again.

Narita sat next to her, his hands on the bar, looking ahead with a calm, even composed, expression.

The carriage slowly moved forward, heading towards the starting ramp, and then began to climb the slope, making a clicking sound as it went up step by step.

At first, the pace was so slow that you could feel the altitude gradually increasing.

The surrounding sounds faded into the distance, the wind grew stronger, and the outline of the entire amusement park slowly unfolded from this height.

The square, the crowd, and the carousel all shrank.

Poetry and Wine glanced down.

'Hiss~'

The black-haired girl swallowed hard, her expression blank, and clenched her fists even tighter.

Main character: Chapter 320 Don't ride roller coasters

The carriage stopped at its highest point for nearly two seconds, during which time Shi and Jiu heard no sound at all.

She felt the carriage shudder slightly as it reached its highest point.

Poetry and Wine glanced down.

Then she quickly looked away, staring at the tracks ahead, a very clear thought popping into her mind.

You shouldn't have looked down.

The wind whistled past the black-haired girl's ears, and then—

"?!"

With a loud bang, the roller coaster plunged down.

The speed was so fast that there was no time to think about poetry and wine; all that could be heard was the sound of the wind and screams.

A tremendous pressure pushed her back into the seat, the bar firmly holding her in place, leaving her with almost no room to move.

The track in my line of sight is rushing towards me at an unreasonable speed.

'Don't……'

Dive!

'No…'

Surge!

'Is it not over yet?'

Turn left, turn right.

'What kind of design is this?!'

Wow! A headstand!

Just when poetry and wine thought all the torment was about to end.

The roller coaster then delivers a super extreme plunge as the ultimate reward for this perilous journey.

'...'

Poetry and wine feel as if their internal organs are undergoing a social practice they have never experienced before.

Especially the heart.

In a daze, she recalled the suffocating feeling of her lungs burning when she ran with all her might on the track.

'I want to...I want to die...'

After an unknown amount of time, the journey finally came to an end.

The carriage slowed down, gradually decelerating, before gliding into the terminal platform and finally coming to a steady stop with a dull mechanical thud.

Scattered laughter and voices came from the surroundings. The staff came over and released the pressure bar. With a click, the pressure bar popped up.

Poetry and wine remained seated, unmoved.

Her hands were still gripping the bar, her five fingers tightly clenched, her knuckles slightly white.