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

Mouth! Get your teeth moving!

The slowly flowing colorful scroll around us was instantly stretched into a blurry afterimage, and the cheerful waltz music turned into a dizzying buzzing sound under the rapid spinning.

A powerful centrifugal force pressed the poetry and wine firmly against the curved back of the chair, making it extremely difficult for her to even raise her hand to stop it.

"No— Waaah—"

The mouths of poetry and wine have been blown by the wind, leaving them speechless.

"Hahaha, so fast. Look, the scenery outside has turned into lines."

The instigator, Narita, seems completely immune to this level of rotation; she's even continuing to increase the force.

The girl's clear laughter reached Poetry and Wine's ears.

Poetry and Wine closed their eyes tightly, gripping the edge of the chair beside them with both hands, their knuckles clenched so hard they turned red.

Her white cat-ear headband was nearly blown off by the strong wind.

A look of utter despair appeared on Shi Yujiu's usually aloof face.

I retract my previous statement.

Poetry and wine, swirling in a centrifuge, were thoughts etched on my mind through gritted teeth.

'This thing... is way scarier than a roller coaster.'

"Ding-dong-"

No one knows how long they were mercilessly tossed about in the centrifuge vortex, but as the waltz used for timing finally fell to its last note, this long and grueling ordeal finally came to an end.

The gears on the chassis made a dull meshing sound, and the mint green coffee cup slowly slid half a circle clockwise under the enormous inertia before finally coming to a complete stop.

The colorful paintings that had been torn into afterimages were gradually pieced back together to recreate the original appearance of the amusement park.

"call……"

Narita loosened his grip on the steering wheel, his chest heaving slightly, and the horse ears on his head stood erect with extreme excitement.

She herself was also a little dizzy. Although this coffee cup was a little less dizzying than a roller coaster, she was still not feeling very good because of Naritaji's own efforts.

It took Narita a while to recover before he turned to look at the other side.

"liquor……"

The remaining words were stuck in the blonde girl's throat.

She saw that Poetry and Wine across from her were still gripping the edge of the chair tightly with both hands.

The black-haired girl's eyes were tightly closed, her already pale face was now deathly white, and her lips had lost their original color.

The white cat-ear headband had completely tilted to the left in the strong wind, drooping comically beside its ear.

Although the cup has stopped, in the perception of poetry and wine, the whole world continues to spin endlessly.

"Sake, sake!!"

The horse ears above Naritaji's head collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the expression on his face instantly changed from excitement to extreme panic and self-blame.

She hurriedly pushed open the small door of the coffee cup and almost knelt down to get close to Poetry and Wine.

"I'm sorry! I... I accidentally... forgot to control my strength again... Jiu-san, are you alright? Do you feel nauseous? Let me carry you to a place to rest!"

Poetry and wine remained silent; she didn't even bother to shake her head.

She slowly and laboriously removed her left hand from the edge of the chair, then spun around and stepped out of the coffee cup.

The black-haired girl gently pressed her index finger against Naritaji's incessantly chattering lips.

"……Shut up."

A voice, tinged with a chill yet incredibly weak, was squeezed out from between Shi Yujiu's teeth.

"Let me... um..."

She felt a wave of discomfort.

Narita immediately shut his mouth obediently, not daring to even breathe.

She looked at Shi Yu Jiu with her purple-gold eyes full of guilt, and carefully reached out to straighten her crooked cat ear headband.

Five minutes later.

With extreme caution on Narita Road, Poetry and Wine finally found their feet firmly planted on solid ground once more.

Although she walked with a feeling of unsteadiness, as if she were walking on cotton, thankfully she didn't actually end up in the amusement park's trash cans with her light lunch.

"Sister Jiu, I promise I will never, ever drag you to any rides that involve spinning again."

On the way back, Narita-ro walked behind Poetry and Wine like a dutiful guardian, quietly making self-criticisms.

The black devil horn headband on his head had been taken off by Narita and was held in his hand, leaving only a pair of droopy golden horse ears swaying pitifully in the wind.

By this time, evening had quietly slipped into the distance.

One by one, the streetlights in the amusement park lit up, emitting a warm orange glow.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the distant Ferris wheel and castle in a soft rose gold hue, and the broadcast played music to bid farewell to the departing visitors.

Poetry and wine, one hand in his trouser pocket, he walked with a light, frivolous gait.

"okay."

Main character: Chapter 327 Could it be?

Poetry and wine quietly interrupted the golden-haired squad leader's rambling behind him.

"Huh?"

"I don't blame you."

Poetry and Wine tilted their heads slightly, their dark eyes regaining their calm.

Upon hearing this, Naritaji's droopy ears did not immediately perk up.

The blonde girl looked down at the two people's long shadows cast by the setting sun, and nervously kicked a pebble at her feet.

"But... I feel like I went a bit too far today."

Narita's voice was muffled as she spoke with immense self-reproach.

"I told you I was here to relax with me, but I kept dragging you to do those grueling activities. You didn't really have any fun today, did you, Mr. Jiu?"

Poetry and wine came to a halt.

She turned around and looked at the golden retriever in front of her, which was almost curling up into a ball because of its reflection.

"Narita Road."

Poetry and Wine, unusually, called her by her full name.

"Ok?"

The blonde girl instinctively straightened up.

“We’ve talked about this before.”

With his hands in his pockets, Shi Yujiu looked at the other person with a hint of helplessness.

"You said that because you are the class monitor, you naturally bear everyone's expectations. That's just your personality."

Narita was taken aback, wondering why the topic had suddenly jumped to this point, but he still nodded obediently.

"Um... I did say that."

"So, carrying all this burden, and having to consider everyone's feelings, including insisting on dragging me here to relax today..."

The tone of the poem and the wine remained calm, yet it carried a hint of inquiry.

Don't you feel tired?

Narita's purple-gold eyes widened slightly.

Looking at the aloof, black-haired girl in front of her, she suddenly seemed to understand something, and her previously tense shoulders slowly relaxed.

The warm glow of the setting sun fell on her profile, and the blonde girl couldn't help but smile up at the corners of her mouth, revealing a slightly mischievous smile.

"In the past, I might have felt a little tired occasionally."

Narita took a half-step closer, half-jokingly, and the horse ears on his head swayed slightly.

"But things are different now. With Jiu-san by my side, I'm not carrying these expectations alone, right?"

Poetry and Wine glanced at her with some displeasure, but did not answer immediately.

A gentle breeze swept through the amusement park streets at dusk, ruffling the two people's hair, which was of different colors.

After a long pause, Poetry and Wine shook their heads very slightly.

"You think too much."

She ruthlessly shattered Naritaji's illusions.

But before Naritaji could show his disappointment, the cool voice of Poetry and Wine rang out again.

"Other people's expectations are none of my concern. At most, I can only bear the expectations of you."

Narita was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

She opened her mouth, her cheeks quickly flushing a striking crimson, and even the horse ears on her head seemed to freeze in mid-air due to the immense impact of those words.

The blonde girl was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

Poetry and Wine ignored her computer crash and simply looked away, their gaze falling on the zipper of their backpack.

The white half-heart pendant swayed gently as she turned around.

"I was just here to scout out the location. And..."

Looking back on the experience of today's journey.

Although my body has suffered unprecedented torment, strangely enough, I don't find it unpleasant when I think back on it now.

Well, actually, I really dislike being tortured in crowded places like this when it comes to poetry and wine.

She was just thinking that Narita had helped her so much, and that she was considered his friend, so she should naturally give back in some basic way.

"And today..."

Poetry and Wine turned to look at the amusement park exit ahead, which was already dyed red by the setting sun.

"It's not too bad."

She said with a hint of helplessness.

Narita paused for a moment, followed her gaze to the swaying white pendant, and then looked down at the same black pendant on his bag.

The next second, the blonde girl's previously droopy horse ears stood up again, full of energy.

"Ok!"

Narita quickly caught up with her and walked alongside her again.

The evening breeze ruffled the two people's hair of different colors, casting long shadows on the street bathed in the afterglow.

"Hey, Mr. Jiu, let's scout out another place next time! I promise I'll find one that's all flat ground!"

"...It's so annoying."

The last rays of the setting sun disappeared completely below the horizon.

The tram made a regular "clanging" sound on the tracks, pulling the two back from the amusement park to Treson Academy.

In the Lidong dormitory building.

As Narita walked backwards toward his dormitory, he waved his arms vigorously, bidding farewell to poetry and wine.

Poetry and wine stand still, one hand in their pocket.

She nodded slightly, watching the other person's golden horse ears disappear around the corner.

Only after the golden figure was completely out of sight did Poetry and Wine turn around and head towards their dormitory.

Push open the door to the single dormitory room.

Poetry and Wine breathed a long sigh of relief.