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

On the field, the previously steady breathing began to become rapid.

As the poet and the wine cried out shamelessly, Diamond Treasure found that his legs were actually accelerating.

"Sprint! Charge! Don't stop!"

'Ah...should we go again...?'

"If it's a Diamond Treasure, then it's definitely possible!!"

'Seriously... I can't do anything with Xiao Jiu... If I don't run fast, she'll really shout it out to the whole school...'

Driven by this strange power, the speed of the Diamond Treasure soared once again.

Narita, who had been leading the pack, sensed something was amiss behind him.

She glanced sideways slightly.

The figure that had seemed somewhat timid just moments before suddenly charged forward like an enraged wild beast.

Sweating profusely, Narita's pupils contracted slightly, revealing a look of surprise:

'Wow, so fast! It didn't have this kind of momentum just now...'

As Diamond Treasure puffed out its breath and ran wildly, it felt the wind pressing even more fiercely against its face.

He thought to himself.

'Strange...this running method is surprisingly...feasible?'

'No, this must be an illusion, right? My body must have reached its limit...'

Even though my mind was still screaming "No, no, no."

But her body, true to its nature, transformed into a silver-gray lightning bolt, closing the distance once again to the golden figure in front of her.

My lungs began to rip like bellows, and every breath I took in tasted of rust.

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, as if it were about to break my ribs and jump out.

Sweat streamed down my forehead, stinging my eyes.

On the final straightaway.

The soreness caused by lactic acid buildup comes like a tidal wave.

Diamond Treasure felt as if her legs were filled with lead, and every time she lifted her leg, she had to fight against the pull of gravity.

The surrounding scenery was stretched into blurry blocks of color as I ran at top speed, and the wind was so sharp it felt like it was going to tear my eardrums apart.

In this dizzying, almost mind-numbing realm of extreme speed.

Diamond Treasure was astonished to discover—

The golden figure in front of me did not turn into an unreachable black dot as I had expected.

On the contrary, she could even clearly see the ends of Naritaji's hair fluttering in the wind.

And the grass clippings and dirt that splashed up when her powerful legs pushed off the ground.

'You can't be kidding me... I actually... got bitten?'

The moment that thought crossed my mind.

"drop--!"

At the finish line, trainer Okita pressed the timer in his hand.

The crisp electronic tone ended, signaling the end of this temporary simulation match.

Two figures, carrying the lingering wind pressure, crossed the finish line almost one after the other.

Driven by inertia, they rushed forward for several dozen meters before finally stopping.

That was a difference that was astonishing even to a layman.

The difference is no more than one horse length.

"Haha...haha...haha..."

As soon as I stopped, the burning sensation in my lungs returned instantly.

Diamond Treasure felt a metallic taste of blood filling his throat.

She braced herself against her knees with both hands, curling up like a shrimp, greedily gulping in the air.

Sweat dripped from her chin onto the dry ground, spreading out as small, dark spots.

"Strange...? Phew... Is it real or not..."

She was breathing heavily as she stared at the ground.

My pupils dilated slightly after the violent contraction, and my mind was filled with a jumble of information.

"It seems... I haven't been left behind... we're evenly matched...?"

This strong sense of incongruity even made her wonder if the timer was broken, or if Naritaji had given up at the last minute.

Just then, a light footstep approached.

"You've worked hard, Qi Zi!"

Narita, who had just been sprinting, was now slightly out of breath, with beads of sweat on her cheeks, but her mental state was surprisingly good.

She walked over with a bright smile, and her whole being seemed to sparkle in the sunlight.

The blue and white figure being pursued is called Miracle: Chapter 59 Running to the last moment, committing suicide to return to heaven!

"That sprint was really amazing! I didn't expect you to be able to keep up with my pace until the very end, you're really strong!"

Narita expressed his sincere admiration, making a lively gesture with one fist.

Those purple-gold gradient eyes were filled with recognition of the competitor, without a trace of hypocrisy or politeness.

"...Huh?"

Lingzuan Qibao, who was still questioning his life, was stunned when he heard this, and slowly straightened up.

Faced with such an overly direct compliment, she subconsciously shrank back.

Lingzuan Qibao scratched her messy hair, which was soaked with sweat, looking somewhat helpless.

"Wow... Ah, no, nothing like that..."

Her eyes darted around, and she stammered.

A shy smile, both awkward and polite, appeared on her face.

"Is it because you didn't go all out just now, Koji...? Is my skill level... like that...?"

"That's not true!"

Narita immediately shook his head, then put his hands together in prayer.

She looked at the diamond-studded treasure with sparkling eyes, her tone incredibly sincere.

"I haven't run this enjoyably in a long time!"

"Thanks to you, today's training session was truly of very high quality."

After speaking, she gave a slight bow in greeting.

Narita Jiro smiled gently.

"If there's another chance, I'll look forward to your guidance again, Qizi!"

Faced with Narita Road's high praise, Lingzuan Qibao's cheeks, which had just calmed down, became slightly hot again.

"Actually... it's not because of strength."

She scratched her cheek somewhat embarrassedly, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards the audience seats above.

There was a figure wearing sunglasses, arms crossed, trying to act nonchalant.

"It's mainly because of that guy upstairs..."

Lingzuan Qibao sighed helplessly, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"If it weren't for Xiaojiu shouting those weird things... even spouting nonsense like 'Number One in Japan'..."

"I'll probably slow down halfway through because I'm too tired. After all—"

She shrugged and said, half-jokingly:

"If I don't finish running quickly to stop that sound, I feel like I'm going to be famous throughout the whole school tomorrow."

"Hehe, is that so?"

Following the gaze of the diamond treasure, Narita looked up at the audience seats.

Against the afternoon sunlight, she saw the figure standing by the railing.

Although the "trainer" wearing sunglasses couldn't be seen in expression, he exuded a unique aura.

At that moment, the trainer was silently watching the Diamond Treasure below.

Narita politely looked away, still wearing a gentle smile.

"It seems that Qi Zi has met a very enthusiastic trainer who believes in you wholeheartedly."

"Isn't that a bit too enthusiastic...? She's usually so aloof..."

"I don't know what happened today that made things so abstract..."

"Diamond Treasure muttered under its breath."

however.

While Diamond Treasure was speaking.

Deep within Naritaji's usually resolute purple-gold eyes, a barely perceptible hint of sadness and envy flickered.

'That's great...'

She sighed silently in her heart.

Even in full view of others, even if others see it as ridiculous or shameful.

They can also shout for someone without any restraint and with all their might.

That kind of disregard for image and consequences.

It is a pure passion that bursts forth simply to convey "expectation".

It's something completely different from the "expectations everyone" that I carry.

Narita looked at the diamond-shaped treasure in front of him, who was shyly rubbing the corner of his clothes.

The inexplicable jealousy that arose in my heart was quietly amplified at this moment.

'That clumsy yet straightforward bond... it's almost enviable.'

"It's time to go, Xiaolu. It would be troublesome if fans who heard the news came and blocked our way for autographs, or even caused a traffic jam!"

Trainer Okita glanced at the gradually stirring crowd and walked over with great professionalism.

He timely interrupted the friendly exchange.

"Ah, okay, I understand, Mr. Trainer."

Narita immediately dropped his relaxed expression.

She turned around and waved to the Diamond Treasure again.

"See you next time, Kiko!"

"Okay, bye-bye!"

Diamond Treasures also waved to us generously.

Then they watched as the golden figure quickly left the field, escorted by the trainer.

after awhile.

As the protagonist Naritaji left, the audience who had gathered to watch the spectacle dispersed, still wanting more.

The once noisy training ground, like a beach after the tide has receded, has returned to its former emptiness and tranquility.