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

The black-haired girl's eyes lost focus, staring blankly ahead.

Poetry and wine appeared remarkably calm, or more accurately, serene.

A noise came from the side, and Naritaji was struggling to stand up.

She held onto the back of the seat in front of her and slowly straightened up, her movements deliberate.

After finally managing to stand up straight, Narita stood there in a daze for a while.

She stared blankly in the direction of the exit, her expression strikingly similar to that of the poet and the wine.

The two stood side by side in the exit passage, neither of them moving first.

Passengers who had recovered gradually got up from their seats and passed by them.

Narita took a deep breath, and holding onto the metal railing on the side of the passage, she took two steps toward the exit with her legs feeling weak.

Then turn back to poetry and wine.

Poetry and Wine had already stood up, casually draping the bag strap back over their shoulders.

Her expression seemed no different from usual, except that when she took a step, Shi Yujiu's movements were much slower than usual.

She walked with extreme caution, as if testing whether the paving stones beneath her feet were actually there.

The two of them slowly moved out of the exit and stood on the open ground outside.

Finally, I stepped onto solid paving stones, surrounded by a normal flow of people.

There was no deafening roar, no nauseating dive, and no dizzying inverted plunge.

Narita stood there for a full half minute before she could barely adjust her senses to the stillness.

She cleared her throat and spoke with difficulty in a somewhat hoarse and weak voice.

"...Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Jiu, it shouldn't have turned out like this..."

"Waaah..."

Before he could finish speaking, Narita clutched his chest and abdomen in pain, and his whole body slumped down.

The girl's once upright golden horse ears now drooped limply on either side of her head.

Poetry and Wine turned their heads and glanced at her.

Narita looked back pitifully; her hat had somehow been blown askew by the wind on the roller coaster and was comically pressing down on her drooping left ear.

Coupled with the blonde girl's pale face, she looked extremely disheveled.

Poetry and Wine remained silent, because she felt that she was also close to death.

"Let's find a place... where we can rest."

Her voice was extremely weak.

As soon as he finished speaking, Poetry and Wine, dragging their heavy bodies, slowly walked towards a row of benches along the roadside of the amusement park.

Narita quickly straightened his hat and followed like a puppy that had done something wrong. The two found a bench under the shade of a tree and sat down side by side.

The wooden bench had a solid and reliable feel to it, but to the two of them, even the bench seemed to be undulating slightly.

Seeing the usually energetic and cheerful Golden Retriever squad leader looking so listless, Poetry and Wine forced themselves to focus their scattered attention.

She turned her head slightly, looked at Narita Road, and sighed helplessly in her heart.

Although she was indeed feeling very uncomfortable, the other person meant well and wanted to help her relax.

"fine."

Poetry and Wine took a slow, deep breath, trying to make his voice sound as steady as possible.

"It's perfectly normal to come to an amusement park and use these rides."

She said reassuringly.

"Besides, I agreed to go up myself, you don't need to..."

Poetry and Wine originally wanted to say, "You don't need to blame yourself so much," and also to show that even after riding a roller coaster, they could still maintain their reliability and composure.

However, before he could finish speaking, a strong sense of dizziness suddenly surged into his mind like a tidal wave.

Suddenly, the tree canopy, which had been still in her field of vision, appeared as a strange double image, and the feeling of weightlessness from falling suddenly from the sky attacked her brain again with extreme realism.

The solace of poetry and wine came to an abrupt end.

Her already pale face instantly turned two shades whiter, and the calm and composure she had been trying to maintain completely crumbled.

The black-haired girl quickly closed her lips, silently raised her hand, and covered the lower half of her face tightly.

Then she turned her head to the other side in pain, her brows furrowed tightly.

"Wine, wine casserole?!"

Narita noticed his companion's unusual behavior and panicked. Forgetting his own discomfort, he quickly moved closer.

"Are you alright? Are you feeling nauseous? Do you want me to go buy you some water?"

"Don't speak."

Poetry and wine coursing through her fingers, barely a few words escaped her lips, her eyes tightly shut.

"Let me...let me rest first..."

Upon hearing these weak words, Naritaji opened his mouth slightly, but eventually closed it obediently.

She sat quietly to the side like a student being punished, not daring to even breathe loudly, only occasionally observing Shi Yujiu's profile with worried eyes.

Main character: Chapter 321, a parade where black and white are indistinguishable.

The two of them sat slumped on the bench for a long time in a strange manner.

Gradually, the seemingly endless roar and dizziness in my mind finally began to subside.

The surrounding amusement park came back to life, and the senses that had been forcibly compressed into a blank state on the roller coaster slowly returned to normal.

The laughter of children and the sounds of distant facilities gradually returned to the sensory world of poetry and wine.

"Jiusang?"

Naritaji's voice came from beside me.

Poetry and Wine waved his hand, his expression improving considerably.

"I am fine."

Narita wanted to say something more, but just then, a clear voice came from the direction of the square.

"Attention, guests! Today's parade will begin at 12:00 noon on the central avenue. All are welcome to attend. Please refer to the signs within the park for the parade route."

Both of their ears twitched slightly at the same time.

The broadcast was repeated twice before naturally switching back to upbeat background music.

Upon hearing the broadcast, Naritaji's gaze, which had been focused on poetry and wine, involuntarily shifted away.

She slowly took her phone out of her pocket and glanced at the time.

11:20.

Narita looked up, glanced past the crowd, and looked towards the direction of Central Avenue.

She didn't speak immediately, but she gazed at the central avenue for a significantly longer time than she would have just glanced at it casually.

The blonde girl's brow twitched slightly, and a conflicted look flickered in her eyes.

She glanced at the crowds that were beginning to gather on Central Avenue, then turned her head to look at the restaurant area where signs were faintly visible in the opposite direction, and then looked down at Poetry & Wine, which hadn't fully recovered yet. Her expression was as varied as if she were answering an extremely difficult multiple-choice question.

"Want to go see the parade?"

Poetry and Wine leaned back on the wooden back of the bench, looking at Naritaji's hesitant and conflicted expression, and spoke in a calm tone.

"what……"

Narita, feeling a little embarrassed that his thoughts had been seen through, scratched his head and then nodded obediently.

"Hmm, I heard that the parade at this amusement park is very special, with many limited-time performances... Since I'm here to scout out the place, I feel like I should go and see it."

She paused here, her tone becoming somber again.

"However, the march doesn't start until noon and will probably last for almost forty minutes."

"If we wait until after the parade to eat, it will be the peak dining time in the entire amusement park, and the restaurants will definitely be packed. The lines will be incredibly long. You just experienced..."

"After what happened, I definitely need to eat something and rest now. I can't go back to being in crowded places."

Naritaji weighed the options in his mind for a moment, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he shook his head vigorously, causing the horse ears on his head to sway.

"Forget it, let's skip the parade! Let's rest for a bit and go straight to eat!"

Seeing her resolute yet righteous demeanor as she forcefully gave up her beloved possession, Poetry and Wine sighed silently in their hearts.

This golden retriever class monitor is really a very straightforward and easy-to-understand creature.

It doesn't seem much smarter than Diamond Baby.

However, it seems that the Narita Road family and the Lingzuan Qibao family are related?

The black-haired girl shook her head, not thinking much of it.

"Let's go eat first."

Poetry and Wine, supporting themselves on their knees, slowly stood up from the bench. Although their calves were still trembling very slightly, it no longer affected their normal movement.

"Right! We should go first..."

Just as Narita was about to agree, he heard Poetry and Wine continue speaking in a flat, monotone tone.

It is 11:20 now.

Poetry and Wine took out his phone, checked the time, and began to make plans in a clear and organized manner.

"We'll go to the restaurant now, avoiding the midday peak. We can order and eat, and finish around 11:50."

Narita paused for a moment, then subconsciously followed her train of thought.

"...Yes, there is definitely enough time."

"After we finished eating, we walked over at exactly 11:55."

"Not only can we catch the parade, but because everyone is heading that way, we can also find a good spot on the outskirts with a good view."

Poetry and Wine turned his head, his dark eyes quietly looking at Narita Road.

"Most importantly, after the parade ends at one o'clock, everyone who watched it will be hungry and tired, and they will all rush to the food area. And at that time..."

Naritaji's eyes widened little by little as he listened to the words about poetry and wine.

Her purplish-gold pupils reflected the calm face of the black-haired girl, and Naritaji's expression turned somewhat surprised, as if he were seeing a strategist who had made a well-thought-out plan.

"At that time, the food and beverage area is packed with people, while the amusement facilities will experience a low in visitors."

Poetry and Wine pushed the bag strap over their shoulders and made their final summary.

"We can take advantage of that time difference to go and play those popular attractions that usually require queuing for one or two hours."

Three birds with one stone.

Perfect logic, impeccable time management.

Narita went through the entire plan in his mind.

She seemed to be completely illuminated, and even her aura instantly switched from being listless to shining brightly.

"Jiusang..."

Narita clenched his fists and placed them on his chest, his tone filled with undisguised admiration. The horse ears on his head stood up with a "whoosh" and even twitched excitedly twice.

"You're a genius! This plan is perfect!"

She had completely cast aside the gloom brought by the roller coaster, and the class monitor, now fully recharged, was brimming with energy.

Poetry and Wine watched as she instantly transformed from a listless golden retriever into a golden retriever wagging its tail, and the corner of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, but he didn't accept the overly enthusiastic praise.

She suddenly realized that she might have talked too much.

I hadn't said this much the day before.