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

Poetry and wine made me feel a sudden darkness before my eyes, as if my chest was about to explode.

She fell heavily onto the grass of the stadium in full view of everyone and never got up again.

Riko Kashimoto, who was off the track, rushed onto the track faster than the medical staff.

……

What followed was a long period of treatment.

Because poetry and wine are inherently impoverished.

All the exorbitant medical expenses, hospitalization fees, and rehabilitation costs were silently paid by Riko Kashimoto.

When Poetry and Wine finally recovered enough to walk normally, they felt guilty and wanted to apologize to their trainer.

What awaited on the office desk was only a cold, hard "Termination Notice".

After that, she never saw Riko Kashimoto again.

She only saw in the news that the promising new trainer had caused a major accident while serving as a horse girl due to "serious negligence".

He was publicly criticized by the URA committee and severely punished with a three-year suspension of his trainer's license.

Three whole years.

Because of her concealment, Riko Kashimoto bore all the blame and responsibility, losing three of her most precious years.

Poetry and wine lingered near the school countless times, wanting to apologize to Riko Kashimoto.

But Riko Kashimoto was adamant and refused to see her again under any circumstances, even returning her letters unopened.

Left with no other choice.

During these three years, with his body ruined, Shi Yujiu could only study training knowledge on his own while trying to return to the competition in a different capacity.

I hope to continue to fulfill my dreams.

And then, we arrived at the present.

……

The memory ends.

In reality, poetry and wine seemed to be painfully clutching their heads, feeling a throbbing sensation in their temples.

'What kind of god am I in this world...?'

'Concealing his illness, dying suddenly on the field, implicating his trainers... and then blocking the path to the Diamond Treasure—he did so many outrageous things?'

Poetry and Wine raised their heads somewhat uneasily, looking at Riko Kashimoto, who exuded suppressed anger and had sharp eyes.

He ruined what should have been a glorious three years for the other party.

This kind of hatred cannot be resolved by a few apologies.

'I already hate dealing with interpersonal relationships... and now I have to take the brunt of this incredibly heavy blame.'

Poetry and Wine pursed their slightly pale lips.

But no matter what, since she inherited this identity, she has no choice but to bear the consequences of this sin.

She took a deep breath and hesitated for a moment.

Then, standing up and speaking softly, Poetry and Wine cautiously probed the question.

"Miss Riko... I was..."

"Shut up."

Riko Kashimoto coldly interrupted her, a flash of extreme disgust in her eyes.

"I am standing here now simply as a trainer who has re-entered Treson Academy and passed all the auditions."

She examined the poetry and wine with a cold gaze, as if they were complete strangers.

"And you, now you are the trainer Poetry and Wine, no longer that willful high school student."

Riko Kashimoto turned around, her long black hair whipping out in a resolute arc.

She clearly didn't want to engage with poetry and wine any further and planned to change seats.

Before leaving, she stopped in her tracks.

With her back to poetry and wine, Riko Kashimoto left a warning in a cold tone.

“We have nothing to do with each other anymore. Don’t expect me to accept your apology; it means nothing to me.”

"You'd better understand..."

Riko Kashimoto tilted her head slightly, her golden eyes reflecting the lights of the hall.

"How fragile is the bridge to dreams?"

After saying that, she strode away without looking back.

The high heels clicked crisply on the floor, and Riko Kashimoto eventually chose to sit down in a corner at the other end of the venue.

Poetry and wine stood still, watching that figure from behind.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

In the end, he could only let out a silent sigh and sit back down in his chair.

The difficulty of this script world seems to be higher than I imagined.

Poetry and Wine sat on a chair on the side of Section C, back straight, hands folded on their knees.

After some time.

The lights in the venue were dimmed slightly.

The previously noisy conversation was muted and quickly subsided.

The trainers around them stopped exchanging pleasantries, sat up straight, and turned their gazes forward.

Soon, the spotlight shone on the podium.

A petite figure, dressed in a blue and white dress, strode quickly onto the stage with energetic steps.

She was holding a large folding fan with the words "Chairman" written on it.

Despite his short stature, he exudes an aura that can dominate the entire scene.

"brush--!"

The folding fan suddenly unfolded, making a crisp sound.

"welcome!!"

Yayoi Akikawa, the chairperson of Treson Academy, shouted in a loud, penetrating voice.

Her face was beaming with a hearty smile.

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"Good morning, trainers! I am Yayoi Akikawa, the chairperson of Treson Academy!"

She waved her folding fan, her eyes sweeping over everyone in the audience.

"Gentlemen!!"

"We have gathered you all here today not for anything else, but for the future of Treson, for those dreams that are running..."

The chairman on the stage was giving a passionate speech.

Although the poet and the wine in the audience remained expressionless, their pens were flying across their notebooks, jotting down key points.

However, her pen would occasionally pause between taking notes.

A barely perceptible hint of worry flashed in his deep black eyes.

My thoughts drifted off into the distance.

'...Although I've already asked Yae Invincible to relay the message.'

Poetry and Wine sighed inwardly.

'I wonder how things are going with Diamond Treasure...'

……

at the same time.

In a spacious and bright classroom at Treson College's senior division.

Sunlight streamed onto the blackboard, and chalk dust danced in the beams of light.

A warm, drowsy atmosphere filled the air.

"Diamond Treasure! Please stand up and answer this English reading comprehension question!"

On the podium, the English teacher pushed up his glasses, and his stern voice boomed like thunder.

"Eh—?!"

The sturgeon girl, who was lying on the table with huge dark circles under her eyes, lost in thought, heard her name called.

As if she had been electrocuted, she sprang up from her seat with a "whoosh".

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"Yes Yes!"

Lingzuan Qibao hurriedly straightened up.

The chair she pushed aside made a screeching sound as it scraped against the floor, drawing the attention of the entire class.

The English teacher on the podium rested his hands on the table, staring intently at her, waiting for what she would say next.

Feeling the teacher's gaze, which was like a searchlight, and the curious looks from the students around them.

Lingzuan Qibao broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

She hurriedly picked up her textbook, her eyes scanning the pages frantically.

"Ah... um... this question requires... requires..."

The English letters in the book looked like twisted tadpoles to her at that moment, unable to form any meaningful sentences.

Lingzuan Qibao looked up at the writing on the blackboard in despair, then looked down at his own books.

His fingers gripped the corner of the page tightly, crumpling the pages.

"Ugh..."

She stammered for a long time, but couldn't come up with a single complete word.

'It's over...'

The diamond-studded treasure was on the verge of tears.

'It's all my fault for thinking about that strange dream I had last night... and then the teacher called on me at this time...'

'My best skill is actually avoiding the teacher's gaze and speaking without being called on.'

Time ticked by, and the air in the classroom seemed to freeze.

The teacher standing behind the podium began to furrow his brow, and his expression became increasingly serious.

Seeing that things were going badly, I knew I would get scolded if I didn't answer.

Just as Lingzuan Qibao steeled himself, closed his eyes, and was about to randomly guess a "B" or "D" and leave the rest to fate.

"...Qi Zi, choose C."

A very faint sound came from beside me.

It was Yae Mutsuki sitting at the table next to her.

The brown-haired horse girl, who always maintained a dignified and martial-like demeanor, was currently staring intently at the blackboard.

Her lips moved almost imperceptibly, delivering a life-saving assist.

Diamond Treasure felt as if he had been granted a pardon and answered loudly without thinking.

"It's C! The answer to this question is C!!"