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

"No, no! We just... we just genuinely care about Poetry and Wine! Anything ambiguous... that's just too... too shameless!"

"who are you?"

Ignoring Naritaji's panic, the voice of the woman who admired Orihime instantly turned icy.

She narrowed her purple eyes slightly, the coldness in them seeming to solidify into a tangible form.

"Wouldn't such intimate behavior be impolite?"

She stared hostilely at Yongwu's hand resting on Shiyujiu's shoulder, her voice growing even colder.

"Ok?"

Sensing something was wrong, a dangerous glint flashed in the eyes of Lingzuan Qibao, who had been thinking about what to eat for dinner.

She tilted her head slightly, and the languid and nonchalant look on her face gradually faded.

"Little Jiu, aren't you going to introduce this 'new love' who's been getting handsy with you?"

Interval: Chapter 406 Asura Hell

Being locked onto by three pairs of eyes at the same time, Shi Yujiu felt a chill run down his spine.

She could even clearly feel Yongwu resting her chin on her shoulder, trembling slightly as she suppressed a laugh.

"I'm not...she's not...we didn't even..."

Haji has completely transformed into a little black cat whose tail has been stepped on and has nowhere to escape.

She stood frozen in place, her face alternating between pale and flushed, unable to offer any effective explanation, and almost lost her ability to speak.

Feeling the temperature around them getting lower and lower, Poetry and Wine gradually despaired and had the idea of ​​flying back to France to find Rifar.

"No...it's really not...we didn't..."

The sounds of poetry and wine grew fainter and fainter, and a buzzing sound began to fill my ears.

Ai Mu Zhi Ji looked at herself with disappointment, and Ling Zuan Qi Bao's expression was not good either. Yu Mai, who was watching the show, was also chuckling.

I feel so dizzy, it's like... hundreds of ducks are swirling wildly in my head.

Why... It's so annoying... So annoying, so annoying, so tired, so tired. I'm already prepared, can't you just give me a little more time? So annoying, so annoying, so tired, I'm so annoyed...

The long transoceanic flight of more than ten hours, the jet lag, and the excessive mental strain had already pushed the awareness of poetry and wine to the brink of exhaustion.

Caught completely off guard, the suffocating emotions became the final straw that broke the black-haired girl's back.

"Poetry and wine? Why do you look so pale..."

Yongwu was the first to notice something was wrong; the hand on Shiyujiu's shoulder felt an abnormal tremor.

Large, eerie black dots began to appear at the edge of my field of vision, and the glaring incandescent lights in the hall gradually blurred into a chaotic halo.

Poetry and wine felt a sudden dizziness, and their legs, which had been standing straight, suddenly lost all strength.

"If anyone is willing... no, I must kill Yumai with my own hands first..."

Before losing consciousness, Poetry and Wine had one last thought flash through their minds.

"A little wine!?"

Hey! Get out of the way!

"Clatter..." (Sound of a plastic cup falling to the ground)

Amidst the sudden gasps and chaos, the arrogant black-haired girl, like a puppet with its strings cut, slumped forward and fell completely into darkness.

Haji wine... No!!!

……

"Well."

The awareness of poetry and wine slowly returned in the hazy atmosphere.

She frowned, let out a muffled groan, and slowly opened her eyes.

The familiar snow-white ceiling came into view. It was dusk outside the window, and the orange-red sunset shone brightly through the gaps in the blinds.

This is the medical room at Treson Academy.

Poetry and wine are also frequent guests.

The girl struggled to sit up on the bed, the thin blanket slipping off her shoulders.

She subconsciously touched her leg; there was no pain, and her bones and muscles were perfectly fine. It seemed that it really was just a fainting spell caused by excessive fatigue and extreme mental stress.

"This is utterly shameful..."

Poetry and wine sighed wearily.

She's a two-time champion, yet she was cornered at the airport and rendered speechless, eventually collapsing as if fleeing.

She lowered her hand and looked around.

I thought I would face another chaotic interrogation after waking up, but to my surprise, the quiet infirmary was empty.

Narita Road, admiring Orihime, bravely dancing, diamond treasure.

None of the four of them were there.

Poetry and Wine breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against the upright pillow, staring blankly at the ceiling.

She turned her head, instinctively intending to pick up the water glass on the bedside table to moisten her dry throat.

Just then, her outstretched hand suddenly froze in mid-air.

"Ok?"

A beautifully packaged box of pastries sits on the table, with a pale yellow sticky note attached to it.

The handwriting was neat and tidy, and a crooked smiley face was drawn at the end.

"Eat something sweet now that you're awake. I won't contact you first. Message me when you've rested. As for that red-haired European bodyguard, Orihime has already 'invited' him to the playground for a chat. Get some rest."

Poetry and Wine stared at the sticky note, unsure of what to say.

"This group..."

She awkwardly grabbed the blanket and covered her eyes, trying to block out the blinding sunset outside the window, pretending that she was still dreaming.

"Fool."

The girl cursed fiercely, but her expression relaxed considerably.

　After Shi and Jiu finished packing their things and were ready to return to their dormitory, they waited until they were done.

The sun had completely sunk below the horizon, and the corridors of Tressen Academy were shrouded in the tranquil night.

After confirming that no one was waiting for her outside the medical room, Shi Yujiu quietly slipped out of the room.

She deliberately avoided the main roads with many people and chose the shady paths with few people passing by, making her way back to the Meipu dormitory without any major incidents.

Standing in front of his single dormitory room, Shi Yujiu let out a long sigh of relief.

'Thank goodness no one was waiting for me outside?'

A confident smile curved the corners of the black-haired girl's lips.

She skillfully took out her key, inserted it into the lock, and with a "click," she pushed open the door and stepped inside.

However, before her hand could even touch the power switch on the wall, in the darkness, a cool hand suddenly and precisely gripped her wrist.

"Well--!"

Poetry and Wine exclaimed in surprise, and then a powerful pull suddenly dragged her into the room.

Why does this feel...so familiar?

With a muffled bang, the dormitory door was slammed shut behind us, completely cutting off the light in the corridor.

The sudden attack sent chills down Shi Yujiu's spine. She instinctively wanted to fight back, but then she caught a familiar scent.

"too slow."

In the darkness, a cold voice rang in her ears.

Snapped.

The poet and wine enthusiast pressed the switch on the wall.

The warm yellow light instantly filled the room. Shi Yuhou, his back pressed against the door, gasped for breath, staring in shock at the person standing in front of him.

He admires Orihime.

The brown-haired girl twirled her hair with her fingers; despite being the one who brought poetry and wine into the room, she was now somewhat shy.

"Why do this?"

Poetry and Wine rubbed his wrist, which had been pinched until it was red, with a somewhat helpless expression.

"Can't you come directly to me?"

Ai Mu looked intently at the poetry and wine, showing no intention of refuting it.

"sorry."

She offered her apology crisply and decisively.

Poetry and Wine were stunned; the words they had prepared instantly stuck in their throats.

"what?"

"I lost my composure at the airport."

Ai Mu turned her head away, her tail twitching irritably behind her.

“I shouldn’t have let that rude European representative provoke me, and I shouldn’t have put you in that embarrassing situation. I didn’t control my emotions.”

Interlude: Chapter 407 Someone Sneaked Away (Third Update, more to come in this volume)

"Um……"

Poetry and Wine stroked his chin, looking at the adoring Orihime with some suspicion.

"Actually, it's mine... um?"

Before she could finish speaking, Orihime suddenly produced two exquisite horse-girl dolls from behind her back as if by magic, and stuffed them into Poetry and Wine's arms.

These are two handmade chibi-style merchandise items. One is Orihime with purple eyes and a cold face, and the other is a character with black hair and white highlights. The same highlights make her look like a sister to Orihime's "Poetry and Wine".

"what is this?"

Poetry and Wine inexplicably squeezed the little rag doll that belonged to them; its soft, squishy texture was surprisingly pleasant.

"apologize."

The voice of the woman who admired Orihime remained calm.

"Um... wait a minute."

The gaze of poetry and wine paused.

She keenly noticed that on the inside of the trench coat of the "Poetry and Wine" doll's winning outfit, there was a line of words so small they were almost invisible, embroidered with extremely fine blue silk thread.

"The prototype of this doll was an idiot."

Poetry and Wine's eyes widened instantly. She looked up in disbelief at the brown-haired girl in front of her, who remained expressionless.

"You... how could you write this?"

"you know?"

Who do you think I am?

Ai Mu Orihime slightly raised one eyebrow, her expression showing some displeasure.

"The little girl gave me that doll later, and I saw the words you left on it."

She reached out and grabbed the ears of the "Poetry and Wine" doll in Poetry and Wine's hand, squeezing them hard as if venting her resentment.

"Even as he was dying, he still called me an idiot before he died..."

Yes, before leaving that script, Poetry and Wine had met a little girl.