A cute girl’s heart is capable of anything

Qingzhu Fengya grabbed the left and right sides of the headdress and adjusted the position slightly.

"Thank you for the gift, I like it very much."

The black-haired horse girl approached the middle-aged woman and winked at her playfully.

"...Thank you for supporting me~?"

"Yes, it is!"

The middle-aged woman's cheeks turned slightly red when she saw the black-haired horse girl blinking at her.

"I like Miss Qingzhu very much, so I will continue to win the competition beautifully next year!"

"Ok!"

Qingzhu Fengya smiled and nodded: "...I have received all your gifts and your thoughts~?"

"Even if next year is my last year in service, I will not lose to anyone!"

Qingzhu Fengya first made a fist in front of her chest, then tilted the palm of her fist forward, and then made a pistol gesture: "So... support me next year?"

"Ok!"

A middle-aged woman who pursues success becomes a nodding machine.

"..."

Standing aside, Huang Jincheng looked at the black-haired Ma Niang who was interacting with the middle-aged woman and remained silent.

...I am a fan of Qingzhu Fengya.

She raised her gaze and looked at the pink flower-shaped headdress worn by Qingzhu Fengya on her left ear.

——If I also go for a run, can I...

"What's wrong? Keep staring at me?"

After talking to the middle-aged woman, Qingzhu Fengya jumped up to Huang Jincheng with his hands behind his back: "You're not too fascinated by me, are you?"

"...It's a shame that you can say this so casually."

Huang Jincheng took a step back and opened the distance between himself and Qingzhu Fengya.

"Huh? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

The black-haired horse girl tilted her head in confusion: "I just said what was in my heart~?"

"...Do you always talk like this?"

Golden City is helpless.

"Well, yes!"

The black-haired horse girl, who didn't think there was anything wrong with the way she spoke, smiled and nodded.

————The author has something to say———

Kavin confused me.

It should be that the left ear is a mare (female horse) and the right ear is a stallion (male horse), right?

I...should have written it correctly, right? (hesitate)

Please save this school that is about to be abandoned! : Chapter 3: Cooperation

"Is it enough to send it here?"

Saito Asuka, who was holding the steering wheel, steered the car to the side and then stepped on the brakes.

Looking at the gate of Central Teresin College not far away, Saito Asuka looked at the black-haired horse girl beside him who had begun to unfasten his seat belt: "Is that guy Rudolph asking for your help again?"

"No."

Stretching his arms downward, grabbing the handle and pressing it down, Qingzhu Fengya gently pushed the door open so that he could get out of the car.

Keeping his fingers pressed against the car door glass, Qingzhu Fengya turned to look at Saito Asuka who was sitting in the driver's seat, and playfully stuck out his tongue: "I came to the Central to play with the horse girls, right?"

"Come to the center to play with Ma Niang..."

Saito Asuka was speechless as he watched the black-haired horse girl get out of the car like a slippery loach: "...We also have students at Himeji Tereson Academy, why do we have to come all the way to the center?"

"Of course it's because the person I like is at Central Treson College~?"

Qingzhu Fengya turned sideways, closed one eye and winked at Saito Asuka who was holding the steering wheel.

"Which beautiful or cute girl don't you like?"

Saito Asuka retorted.

"Well, yes!"

Qingzhu Fengya nodded: "Who doesn't like a girl who smells delicious and is soft when hugged?"

"..."

Saito Asuka subconsciously wanted to nod when he heard Qingzhu Fuga say this, but after meeting Qingzhu Fuga's smiling eyes, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times, trying to pretend that nothing happened. .

"...Anyway, be sure to remember what I said to you before."

Asuka Saito was like an old father, stressing tirelessly: "It's okay to be intimate, but don't overdo it."

"Also, you must return to the dormitory before curfew. Even if you can't make it back, you must tell me in advance so that I can cover you."

"I know, I know~?"

The black-haired horse girl pretended to cover her ears, and at the same time stuck out her tongue cutely at Saito Asuka: "Don't worry, trainer, I will definitely go back to the dormitory to rest on time."

"Okay, it's time for me to go. See you tomorrow, trainer~?"

Then, before Saito Asuka could speak, Qingzhu Fengya closed the car door and skipped towards the entrance of Central Teresin College.

"...this girl."

Looking at Qingzhu Fengya's retreating back, Saito Asuka shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Forget it.

Asuka Saito stepped on the clutch and turned the steering wheel outward.

They must have seen Qingzhu Fengya's performance in Central Teresen College more clearly than he did.

...Since her parents didn't say anything, what could he, who was just her trainer, say?

Sigh...go back, go back.

……

"Is that Senior Golden City?"

In Central Tereson College, many horse girls looked at Golden City standing on the training ground and whispered.

"Why did she come to the training ground?"

"Are you done with the modeling work?"

"..."

Huang Huangcheng clenched his hands as he listened to the voices that came from the mouths of the horse girls around him and then penetrated into his ears.

...Running is something that every horse girl cannot refuse.

For horse girls, running is an instinct engraved in their bodies.

They want to run, they love running.

If I can get an excellent result in the competition, will that prove...

I'm not a 'vase' whose only appearance is worthy of praise?

Thinking of the black-haired horse girl she met at work today, Huang Jincheng took a deep breath.

No matter what the final result is, give it a try.

...No matter what, she didn't want to see the familiar yet unfamiliar version of herself in the mirror again.

With this thought, she bent down and got ready to start according to the posture taught by the trainer before.

——No matter what the cost, you must definitely find the real 'me'!

I don’t want to be regarded as a doll with a gorgeous appearance anymore!

"Bam—!"

Use the soles of your feet to start.

The knowledge she gained from her teachers and trainers was not forgotten as she was busy with modeling work this year.

They were hidden in the girl's mind, and when she needed their help, they emerged from the depths of her mind like instinct and appeared in her mind.

Slowly, she stopped trying.

Breathing, body posture, frequency and size of step movements.

Known as 'the once-in-a-hundred-year-old beautiful girl Ma Niang', she is quickly adjusting her condition.

Run, speed, sprint!

The racing girl named 'Golden City' experiences the speed of the wind on the training ground.

The wind... is really comfortable.

Huang Jincheng felt that the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart were being carried away by the wind blowing in front of him, until there were no traces left.

Huang Jincheng, who did not allocate his energy and just wanted to run heartily, once again rushed past the sign with the black-haired horse girl, and finally gradually slowed down his running speed due to exhaustion of energy.

"Ha ha……"

The clothes were soaked with sweat and clung tightly to her body, perfectly exposing her curvy body.

The platinum hair stuck to her forehead, making her feel itchy.

But Huang Jincheng, whose fog in his heart has been dispelled, is quite satisfied with himself now.

Sure enough... I am more suitable for a 'horse racing girl' than a 'model'.

Huang Jincheng's legs weakened and he fell on the grass with a happy smile on his face.

Running makes me happier.

"Want some water?"

While she was lying on the ground panting, a thin white arm holding a mineral water bottle suddenly appeared in her sight.

Looking along his arm, Huang Jincheng saw that Qingzhu Fengya had touched his side at some point and was squatting on the ground looking at him with a smile.

"……when did you come?"

Huang Jincheng propped up his upper body, took the mineral water from Qingzhu Fengya, unscrewed the bottle cap without ceremony, and took a few sips.

"When did you come? Let me think about it..."

The black-haired horse girl poked her chin with her index finger, tilted her head and pretended to think for a while, and finally snapped her fingers: "I was already here when you were standing on the starting line~?"

"That means you were there from the beginning, right?"

Huang Jincheng drank it all in one breath, then stood up and shook off the grass clippings stuck to his body.

"Thank you for the water."

"You're welcome."

Qingzhu Fengya held her chin with both hands and looked up at Huang Jincheng who stood up with a smile: "I'm also very happy to be able to chat with such a beautiful girl like you~?"

"……Thank you for the compliment."

Although Huang Jincheng felt a little unhappy when she heard Qingzhu Fengya's evaluation of herself, she still nodded in response to the black-haired horse girl out of politeness.

Never turn back into that strange self...!

"That's right."

Qingzhu Fengya, who stood up, paused for a moment, then as if he remembered something, he raised his head and smiled at the white-blond horse girl in front of him.

"Would you like to cheer for the game?"

The black-haired horse girl winked at her playfully.