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

The moonlight streamed quietly in through the window.

Poetry and wine kept me awake all night again.

The next day was Saturday, so there was no school.

When poetry and wine awaken, it is just dawn.

To be precise, she wasn't asleep at all.

She lay in bed all night staring at the ceiling, her mind racing with all sorts of random thoughts.

Until the sky outside the window changed from pitch black to deep blue, and then from deep blue to grayish-white.

She sat up and tiptoed out of bed.

The diamond-cut treasure across from them was still asleep, its long silver-gray hair scattered on the pillow, its breathing even and steady.

He didn't look at the poems and wine much, grabbed his coat, and went out the door.

The corridor was quiet; most people were still asleep.

She went to the bathroom to wash her face, and she looked terrible in the mirror.

There were two dark bluish-black patches under his eyes, and his face was as pale as paper. He looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness.

'How ugly...'

Poetry and Wine stared at themselves in the mirror for a few seconds, then looked away and went out to the cafeteria.

On Saturday morning, there were very few people in the cafeteria.

Poetry and Wine casually grabbed a piece of bread and a glass of milk, then found a corner to sit down.

The bread was dry and tasteless when I bit into it.

She chewed mechanically, her mind blank.

"Poetry and wine as classmates?"

A voice came from the side.

Poetry and wine raise their heads.

Fujiki stood in front of her, holding a plate, looking somewhat surprised.

"You're here for breakfast so early?"

"Ah."

The voices of poetry and wine are hoarse.

Fujiki looked at her face, his brows furrowing slightly.

"You don't look well... Didn't you sleep well?"

"good."

Poetry and Wine lowered their heads and continued munching on their bread.

Fujiki sat down opposite her.

"Oh, by the way, I just happened to run into you—"

She paused.

"Your previous application to change dorm rooms has been approved, and there are now available rooms."

The act of chewing poetry and wine paused for a moment.

"……what?"

“There’s a room available in the Miura Dormitory.”

Fuji Stone says.

“You can move in today.”

Poetry and Wine paused for a few seconds.

She originally thought she would have to wait a few more days.

I didn't expect it to be so fast.

"it is good."

she says.

"I'll go pack now."

"So eager?"

Fujiki looked at her with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"Don't you want to spend a few more days with Diamond Baby? At least tell her—"

"no need."

Poetry and wine interrupted her.

"I don't have much stuff, I'll be able to pack quickly."

The blue and white figure being pursued is called Miracle: Chapter 97 The despicable Riko Kashimoto is extremely wicked.

Poetry and Wine stood up and threw the unfinished bread into the trash can.

What is the room number?

"...Miura House 203."

Fujiki watched her departing figure, hesitant to speak.

The black-haired horse girl, who had the air of an entertainer, ultimately said nothing.

When I returned to Lidong Dormitory, the corridor was still very quiet.

Poetry and Wine quietly pushed open the door.

Inside the room, Diamond Treasure was still asleep.

She was fast asleep, her silver-gray horse ears drooping softly, occasionally twitching in her sleep.

A slight upturn at the corners of his mouth suggested he was having a sweet dream.

Poetry and Wine stood at the door, staring at that sleeping face, stunned for a few seconds.

Then she looked away and went to her bedside.

She didn't have many things to begin with.

An old gym bag, a bunch of changes of clothes, some training equipment, and a few books.

It won't take more than ten minutes to tidy up.

She carefully placed the items into her gym bag one by one, moving very quietly and trying not to make a sound.

All that remained on the bed were the bedding and pillows provided by the school.

Only a desk lamp and a few pens remained on the desk.

It looks like—

It's exactly the same as when I first moved in.

It was as if she had never lived here.

Poetry and Wine picked up her sports bag, rolled up her excess clothes, and took one last look at the room.

Diamond Treasure is still asleep.

A peaceful sleeping face.

Poetry and wine's gaze lingered on her face for a second.

Then she turned around, pushed open the door, and went out.

The door closed gently behind me.

It made a barely audible "click".

Miura Dormitory is next to Kuri-dong Dormitory, and it only takes a few minutes to walk there.

The head of the dormitory in Meipu Dormitory is Ling Amazon. It is said that Ling Amazon's parents often interact with Ling Zuan Qi Bao's parents.

Room 203 is located in the middle of the second-floor corridor.

Poetry and Wine stood at the door, took a deep breath, and knocked.

No one answered.

She knocked again.

Still no one.

It seems my roommate isn't here.

She took out the key given to her by Fujikishi, opened the door, and went inside.

The room layout is similar to that of Lidong Dormitory, with two beds, two desks, and a wardrobe.

The bed on the left is completely empty.

It seems someone just moved out, so there's no roommate.

The bed on the right is empty, with only a mattress and pillow provided by the school.

Poetry and Wine placed the gym bag by the bed and began organizing his things.

The clothes were hung in the closet.

Training equipment is placed under the desk.

Several books were placed on the desk.

That's all.

She sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the unfamiliar room.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting dappled patterns on the floor.

The room was quiet, with only the occasional chirping of birds coming from outside the window.

She suddenly felt very tired.

I haven't slept well for two nights in a row, plus the anxiety and stress that have accumulated over the past few days.

She couldn't hold on any longer.

Without much thought, Shi Yujiu lay down on the bed.

The mattress was a bit hard, and the pillows weren't very comfortable either.

But she couldn't care less about any of that now.

My eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Consciousness began to fade.

'Just a little nap...'

She thought to herself.

Just a little while…

Then, everything went dark.

at the same time.

Li Dongliao, the original room.

When Diamond Baby woke up, it was almost noon.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting long, thin streaks of light on the floor.

Tiny dust particles floated in the air, slowly swirling in the beam of light.

She rubbed her eyes, yawned widely, and slowly sat up.