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

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What if... what if we lose again? Wouldn't that implicate Miss Poetry and Wine?

She couldn't bear that kind of pressure.

However, Poetry and Wine seemed to have anticipated her reaction.

She stepped forward, smiled confidently, and said with an undeniable air of dominance.

"Because I'm really looking forward to it, looking forward to the miracle called 'Diamond Treasure'."

The movements of the Diamond Treasure came to a halt.

Looking into the sincere eyes of Poetry and Wine, she couldn't bring herself to refuse.

"...Expecting it, isn't it~"

Diamond Treasure lowered its head, looked at its toes, and remained silent for a long time.

Finally, Diamond Treasure seemed to have made some difficult decision.

She raised her head, a hint of determination in her eyes.

"I see... umm, then..."

"Please assume I 'win'!!"

She mustered all her courage and spoke out loud.

"If I win the next selection competition, then we can discuss signing a contract!"

"If we lose... let's just pretend this never happened! That way, we won't drag you into this..."

"goodbye!!"

After saying this, Diamond Treasure exhausted all its strength.

Her face turned as red as a tomato, and she turned and fled like a startled rabbit.

Poetry and Wine stood still, watching the figure disappear into the night, without chasing after it.

The night breeze ruffled her long hair, and a confident smile curled at the corners of her lips.

'Heh... so you actually offered me contract terms?'

'This horse girl is interesting; she's actually going to test my abilities as a trainer?'

'What an interesting fellow.'

The poem and wine in his memory gave a wicked smile, and he gripped the notebook tightly in his hand.

'Just you wait, Diamond Treasure. I'll be with you for your tenth match...and we'll take the victory!'

……

The memory ends.

The consciousness of poetry and wine has returned to the present.

In the morning light.

Poetry and wine stood on the path, slowly opening their eyes.

As she recalled what had just happened, the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

"So... that's how it was agreed upon?"

To be able to do all that, that poet and wine guy must be a god!

P.S.: I took the CET-4 and CET-6 exams today. I only printed out my admission ticket last night, and now I'm looking for a music radio station that broadcasts in the morning.

I want to join the Boxer Rebellion.

The blue and white figure being pursued is called Miracle: Chapter 44 Yes

"Signing only if you win, otherwise pretending nothing happened?"

Case solved.

No wonder there's no phone number.

Moreover, yesterday's poetry and wine were so focused on pretending to be profound and angry that they actually forgot about such an important matter!

I glanced at the time; there were still seventy minutes left.

Poetry and wine—I immediately put away my phone.

Then it turned around and rushed towards Lidongliao like an arrow released from a bow.

……

A few minutes later, at the main gate of Lidongliao.

A woman with short black hair and an elegant demeanor was bending down to trim the lush hydrangea in the pot by the door.

Hearing hurried footsteps, she straightened up, still holding the gardening shears she had just used.

"Oh my, so early? Isn't this the Poetry and Wine trainer?"

Fujikishi looked over with a smile in his blue eyes.

"Why are you running in such a hurry? Who are you looking for?"

Poetry and wine paused, taking a moment to catch their breath.

She nodded, maintaining a calm expression.

"Good morning, Fujikishi. Hmm, I'm looking for the Diamond Treasure."

"Excuse me, which dormitory does she live in?"

Fujiki raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised that the trainer didn't know his assigned dormitory number.

But she still kindly pointed upstairs:

"Room 302. You can go up directly, since it's an emergency. I'll help you register as a visitor later."

"Thank you so much for your help."

After thanking him for his poem and wine, he didn't bother with further pleasantries and rushed into the dormitory building.

After climbing the stairs for a while.

When Poetry and Wine arrived breathlessly at the entrance of 302.

Ok?

The door to dormitory room 302 was tightly closed.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

'Not here? Did they go to the cafeteria? Or have they already gone to the training ground?'

Just as Poetry and Wine were feeling a bit of a headache in the corridor.

"Da, da, da."

A series of steady, powerful footsteps came from the stairwell.

A woman with short brown hair and two windmill-shaped hair ornaments, one red and one yellow, was walking over with a book in her hand.

She stopped in her tracks, somewhat surprised, when she saw the figure standing at the entrance of room 302.

"Eh? Miss Poetry and Wine?"

Yae Muti blinked her brown eyes and said in surprise, "What are you doing in the dormitory area?"

Poetry and Wine turned around and recognized the racehorse girl.

This is one of the students from the same cohort of Diamond Treasures that I saw in the materials yesterday.

Image: "Yae Musou", Location: "Images/1765696046-100457638-114208296.jpg"

"Yae Mutaka?"

"it's me."

Yae no Invincible nodded and politely performed a martial arts salute.

"Are you looking for Miracle-chan? What a pity, she just went out with her textbooks."

What? I just missed it.

Poetry and Wine sighed inwardly.

We need to think of a way.

After a moment of contemplation, she decided that she couldn't run around like a headless fly.

'As contemporaries and acquaintances, Yae Invincible should have the contact information for the Diamond Treasure, right?'

Poetry and Wine looked at Yae no Musou and said in a sincere tone.

"In that case, could you please send her a message for me?"

Yae Muti was taken aback by what he said, and his expression became somewhat subtle:

"Hey? Miss Poetry and Wine... Don't you have Qi Zi's contact information?"

Poetry and Wine shook their heads somewhat awkwardly, their feigned indifference almost failing them.

Yae no Musou didn't ask any more questions.

She readily took out her phone and opened the chat interface.

"No problem, it's my duty. What message do you need me to convey?"

"Please tell Qibao that I have a meeting this morning and there is no need for training. Let her arrange her own time."

"Ok?"

The words had barely left his mouth when...

Poetry and Wine keenly noticed that Yae Muti's gaze towards them had undergone a very subtle change.

It was a complex look in his eyes, a mixture of admiration, sudden realization, and a hint of "I see."

"So that's how it is..."

Yae Muti stroked his chin, sighing thoughtfully:

"Miss Poetry and Wine is really hardworking. Even as a newcomer, she has to practice so diligently?"

"No wonder Qi Zi didn't go to class yesterday morning, and Lie Yan Kuai Ju was also hesitant to say why."

"I knew it! I thought Qi Zi, who usually hates swimming class, was skipping because she didn't want to swim. Turns out she was secretly training behind our backs!"

Yae Mutsuki looked at the poem and the wine with reverence, as if he were seeing a dedicated and passionate teacher.

"That's understandable, after all, the debut battle is just around the corner. But Miss Poetry and Wine, you should also remember to balance work and rest."

After saying that, she quickly operated her phone.

"Okay! I've sent her your notification."

"By the way, this is my LINE ID, and also Qi Zi's. I've given them to you. You can contact me directly if you need anything in the future."

"…Thanks."

Shi and Jiu, emboldened by Yae's invincible words, nodded blankly and added him as a friend.

"I'm off to class now, goodbye, Miss Poetry and Wine!"

Yae Muti smiled, waved, and walked away energetically, carrying her books.

Only Poetry and Wine remained in the corridor.

She looked down at the business card she had just received on her phone screen, and pondered the words that Yae no Musou had just said.

Suddenly, Poetry and Wine discovered an extremely terrifying logical flaw.

and many more.

Yae Musou just said...