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

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The poet and the wine were once angry because the other person said that his favorite horse girl was himself, but the doll he was holding was of Orihime, whom he admired.

So she left a message on the doll.

"The prototype of this doll was an idiot."

Now, the love of Orihime has been returned in full.

"you--!"

Poetry and wine mingled, and her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and anger. She squeezed another doll that admired Orihime fiercely.

"Ai Mu is a petty woman."

The girl muttered to herself, full of resentment.

Seeing the vibrant scene of poetry and wine, the gloom in Orihime's eyes dissipated considerably.

"So, we're even. Do you forgive me?"

Faced with Orihime's softened attitude, Poetry and Wine could only sigh helplessly.

She haphazardly stuffed the two dolls into the bedside table.

I'll reluctantly forgive you this once.

"I've got it."

Ai Mu Shi nodded slightly, seemingly preparing to end the visit.

She turned around, her hand already on the doorknob.

Poetry and wine secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, she hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

But why does Orihime always mysteriously spawn next to my room?

The black-haired girl fell into deep thought.

She was about to walk to the bed and throw herself into the soft blankets.

"Click".

The door lock was turned halfway open, but then suddenly released.

Without warning, Ai-hime turned around and took a big step forward.

She easily stepped into a safe distance between poetry and wine.

Amidst the astonished gazes of Shi and Jiu, Ai Mu Zhi Ji raised a hand and slapped it onto Shi and Jiu's shoulder.

She pressed the poetry and wine against the wall behind her ear, trapping herself tightly between the door and her arms.

"?"

What are you going to do?

Poetry and Wine instinctively wanted to back away, but found their backs pressed against the cold wall, with nowhere left to retreat.

Ai Mu's Orihime remained silent, her brows furrowed as she gazed at Shi and Jiu's faces.

From learning that poetry and wine had reached Europe, to seeing that vibrant person at the airport today, yet being embraced by someone else.

The lover Orihime felt a jealousy that was about to consume her.

During her two weeks in Europe, filled with poetry and wine, she suppressed her emotions.

But now that poetry and wine were right in front of her, she no longer wanted to restrain herself.

Ai Mu lowered her head slightly, and with her other hand gently pinched Shi Yu Jiu's chin, forcing her to raise her head.

Then, in the sudden contraction of his pupils, where poetry and wine were at their peak, the lover Orihime lowered her head without hesitation and kissed him.

Between breaths, Poetry and Wine could clearly feel the cool temperature of Orihime's lips.

"Well……"

Poetry and wine once again left my mind blank.

She, who was always stubborn, had all her strength drained away at this moment, and could only lean stiffly against the door, her hands helplessly clutching the hem of Orihime's clothes.

A few seconds, or perhaps centuries later, the woman who admired Orihime stepped back slightly.

The two were so close that their breaths mingled.

Looking at Shiono, whose lips were slightly red, eyes were hazy, and whose ears were flattened into airplane ears from fright and embarrassment, Ai Mu looked at Shiono with deep affection.

She leaned close to Shi Yujiu's flushed ear and spoke softly.

"I hope you will forgive me. This is my humblest request."

Ai Mu straightened up, her purple eyes regaining their cool and aloof expression.

"It was also my order."

After saying that, she didn't give Shi and Jiu any time to react. She deftly opened the door and turned to walk into the night.

Yes, Ai Mu is from Kurita's dorm, so she shouldn't be here.

What? She has to rush back before the dorm check...?

The footsteps in the corridor gradually faded away.

In the single dormitory room, Shi Yujiu slowly slid down the door panel and sat on the floor.

She buried her face deeply in her arms.

“Idiots… all of them are idiots…”

A voice, trembling with sobs, echoed in the room.

And there was the sound of a black-haired girl's heartbeat.

……

The morning sunlight shone on the girl's face.

Poetry and Wine sat on the edge of his single dormitory bed, staring blankly at his hands.

All night long, she had some bizarre dreams. One moment she was in a French manor being surrounded by four people, and the next she was in her dormitory being surrounded by four people.

"why?"

Poetry and Wine irritably scratched his black hair with white highlights, walked to the sink, turned on the tap, and splashed cold water hard on his face.

Cool water droplets dripped down my chin, enhancing the feeling of poetry and wine.

'You'll regret it if you fall for Orihime.'

The girl secretly vowed in her heart that she would not be as passive as she was yesterday.

She then took a deep breath, changed into Treson's uniform, pushed open the door, and walked out of the dormitory.

With only one week of vacation left, Poetry and Wine planned to check in with Minamisaka about their training plans before getting back on track.

We didn't encounter many people on the way to Canopus.

Until I stood in front of the familiar door.

Poetry and wine pressed down hard on the doorknob.

"Squeak-"

P.S.: I've transformed into a dragon.

This volume features a short story about the support cards:

Memories of the Nobles