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

"How about we go for a walk in the forest near the school this weekend?"

Lingzuan Qibao paused for a moment, his tone becoming somewhat serious.

"It's that kind of... 'forest bathing'."

"I don't go shopping, I don't train, I just listen to the birds singing and smell the leaves in that lush green place."

"Hmm, camping?"

Upon hearing the term "forest bathing," Poetry and Wine paused slightly.

She instinctively pressed her chest.

For her, who suffers from heart disease, crowded places and excessively noisy environments have always been a huge burden.

I've been in the arcade for so long, my face is already a little pale.

'Forest bathing...that sounds really nice.'

Poetry and wine hesitated for a moment.

Are there just the two of us?

She asked in a low voice.

"Yeah! Just the two of us."

Diamond Treasure tilted its head, its silver-gray horse ears fluttering lightly in the wind.

"I'll bring some delicious lunches, and we can find a sunny patch of grass and laze around like this all day."

As she spoke, a longing look appeared on her face.

Diamond Treasure stretched lazily, then stared intently at Poetry and Wine with its clear, light green eyes.

"Xiao Jiu, I want to go with you."

"Not as a horse girl and trainer, but just... as 'Diamond Treasure' and 'Poetry and Wine'."

Poetry and wine fell silent for a moment under that gaze.

do not know why.

She seemed to find it hard to refuse this person's expectations.

Whether on the track or off the track.

"…knew."

Poetry and wine went too far, and he tried to use a stiff tone to cover up his inner turmoil.

"Yay! It's settled then!"

Diamond Treasure happily jumped a little step on the spot.

Then, as if remembering something, he leaned closer with a mischievous grin.

"Xiao Jiu, you should also prepare some clothes suitable for hiking. You can't keep wearing this old-fashioned formal attire, can you?"

"I know what I'm doing in those situations."

Although he still verbally offered a token rebuttal.

But with poetry and wine, I felt that the heavy burden that had been weighing on my heart had indeed lightened a bit.

……

The setting sun bathed Treson Academy in a warm orange-red hue.

After a full day of travel.

Diamond Treasure and Poetry and Wine walked side by side on the tree-lined path leading to the dormitory area.

The hands that had been tightly clasped were reluctantly released by Lingzuan Qibao as they approached the fork in the road.

The warmth in her palms faded, and the cool evening breeze slipped between her fingers, causing Shi Yujiu to unconsciously curl her fingers slightly.

"Then, I'll go this way back to Lidongliao."

Standing at the fork in the road leading to the student dormitory and the trainer dormitory, Diamond Treasure stopped and turned around.

She was still tightly clutching the carrot-shaped pillow she'd grabbed from the arcade, a bright smile on her face.

"Thanks for today, Xiao Jiu."

Diamond Treasure tilted its head slightly, its light green eyes reflecting the somewhat bewildered figure of Poetry and Wine.

"Although you kept saying 'anything is fine' throughout, which is just empty platitudes..."

"Even though you're terribly bad at claw machines, and even though you have to watch your surroundings when you eat a parfait..."

She sounded like she was nagging.

But his tone was full of laughter.

"But I'm very happy."

"Very, very happy."

Poetry and Wine stood still, hands back in their pockets, trying to regain their authority as trainers.

She turned her head away, looking at the leaves rustling in the wind by the roadside, her voice muffled.

"...Whatever makes you happy. After all, this is a necessary process to help you adjust your mindset."

"Hehe, you're being stubborn again."

Diamond Treasure took two steps back and then waved his hand forcefully.

"See you at the training ground tomorrow! And—"

She suddenly stopped what she was doing and pointed seriously at the poetry and the wine.

"Don't forget our weekend promise! Forest bath! I'll prepare a super luxurious bento box, so you absolutely, positively can't stand me up!"

"Understood. I never break my word."

Poetry and Wine nodded.

"That's good~ Bye-bye~!"

Diamond Treasure hummed an off-key tune.

She hugged the large doll, then turned and ran briskly towards the direction of Lidongliao.

Her silver-gray hair danced in the setting sun and quickly disappeared around the corner of the dormitory building.

……

After turning the corner, Diamond Treasure's pace gradually slowed down.

She buried her face in the soft carrot-shaped pillow in her arms and took a deep breath.

"Hmph~ A great victory!"

She couldn't help but cheer softly in the empty corridor.

"Honestly, she's just cute when she's being honest."

Lingzuan Qibao looked up at the night sky that was gradually darkening, filled with boundless anticipation for her weekend forest bath.

"The weekend...come on soon."

……

Only after the figure of the Diamond Treasure had completely disappeared did Poetry and Wine slowly withdraw their gaze.

She stood at the fork in the road, not in a hurry to go back to her dormitory.

The surroundings became quiet.

The exhaustion she had been suppressing surged up like a tide.

"call……"

Poetry and Wine leaned against the lamppost, somewhat exhausted, and raised his hand to gently press it against his left chest.

There.

My heart is beating erratically.

The stirring sound appeared in the perception of poetry and wine.

'This body is terrible...it's nowhere near as healthy as my real self.'

'I hope nothing bad happens in the future…'

For this body, today's level of travel is already beyond its capacity.

but…

She slowly raised her right hand, gazing at her palm in the dim light of the streetlamp.

…the warmth in the silver-gray girl's palm.

Poetry and wine. With my eyes closed, the image of the diamond treasure's expectant gaze at the end comes to mind.

"Go for a forest bath as part of 'diamond treasures' and 'poetry and wine'."

"What an... idiot who's impossible to refuse."

Although I am very tired, my heart is aching slightly.

But at this moment, she felt more alive than ever before.

Poetry and Wine straightened up, straightened their slightly disheveled collars, and walked towards the trainers' dormitory against the night breeze.

As the night grew darker, the crisp sound of footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

The blue and white figure being pursued is called Miracle: Chapter 74 Daily Life

After that shopping trip, full of unexpected twists and turns, came to an end.

Poetry and wine in the life at Tressen College is like a river that, after a brief flood, finally returns to its course.

The usual routine has been restored.

The effect of winning the debut competition is like a pebble thrown into a deep pool.

Although it stirred up ripples within the academy.

The fact that "the diamond treasure has an amazing end" became a hot topic of discussion among students during breaks when they gathered in groups of three or five.

But the ripples will soon subside.

For the parties involved.

The glory that shone under the spotlight has quickly cooled.

The cold victory transformed into a series of warm and reassuring balances in the bank account.

The following week.

Time seemed to be fast-forwarded, and the days flew by.

Yet, in the gaps between each dawn and dusk, it is stretched out exceptionally long.

……

It is highly likely that it will happen at the Tressen training ground one morning.

The crisp fragrance of grass dampened by the night dew mingled with the slightly fishy smell of churning earth.

When the eastern sky was still a murky gray-blue, and the first rays of dawn had not yet fully pierced the thin morning mist.

Two figures stood on the empty track.

"You need to open up your hip joint's range of motion a bit more, Qi Zi. Your stride length is only 85% of your best right now."

Poetry and Wine: One hand holds a stopwatch, the other is in the pocket of his black trench coat.

She wasn't looking at the track, but rather at the numbers ticking on the stopwatch.

The clear, cool voice pierced through the damp morning mist and echoed across the empty playground.

Sunglasses sat on her high, straight nose, obscuring her deep black eyes.