A cute girl’s heart is capable of anything

"……Let's go."

She took the hand of her lover next to her and stepped forward.

"If you are hungry, remember to tell me?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know."

Qingzhu Fengya stuck out her tongue playfully at her, and was pulled away by the blue-haired horse lady in front of her.

"Where do you want to take me Aldan?"

"Of course, somewhere fun."

Mejiro Aldan replied with a smile.

"..."

Not far away, a petite horse girl who had covered herself tightly was hiding behind a telephone pole, looking at the backs of Mejiro Aldan and Qingzhu Fuga as they gradually receded.

...In the end, he still came over.

The ears hidden under the hat drooped due to the owner's depressed mood.

If onee-sama finds out that I'm secretly following her...

...Onee-sama, you will definitely hate me, right?

Unable to control his divergent thoughts, Mi Yu began to retreat.

Ugh... I'd better go back after all.

Disgusted by her current self, the petite horse girl took a step back.

"...Rice bath?"

But when she was about to leave, a sudden voice behind her startled her.

She turned around hurriedly, and then she saw a Miura Bourbon appearing next to her.

"You are Miyu, right?"

After turning around, Miura Bourbon asked again.

However, this time his tone became firmer.

Why, why, why are the Bourbon students here? !

"Why are you dressed like this?"

no!We must find a way to deal with it quickly!

"That... May I ask who are you?"

Miyu lowered his voice as much as possible so that Miura Bourbon couldn't hear his own voice: "Did you admit the wrong person?"

"No, I did not admit the wrong person."

However, none of her little moves were hidden from her friends.

After hearing these words from the petite figure standing in front of him, Miura Bourbon confirmed his suspicion: "Why are you dressed like this?"

"I'm not……"

"..."

Looking at the petite black-haired horse girl in front of him who was trying to defend himself, Miura Bourbon fell into a brief silence.

... Mi Yu looked like she didn't want others to recognize her.

Looking at the blue rose headdress pinned to her bangs, Miura Bourbon thought about it and finally decided to cooperate.

"That's not Miyu's Miyu. What are you doing here?"

"I told you that I am not Mi Yu..."

The petite horse girl wanted to argue, but she shut her mouth midway through.

...No, it’s too suspicious to be like this.

Seeing the eyes of people around her glance at her body from time to time, Mi Yu tensed up, then reached out and grabbed the arm of her friend in front of her, and trotted and pulled her into an alley.

"call……"

After taking off the hat on her head, she took off the sunglasses and black mask that were used to cover her face. The petite horse girl shook the ears on her head and exhaled a sigh of relief.

...Although it is winter now, the outfit just now was still too boring.

"Miura-san...why can you recognize me?"

"Huh? Isn't this a simple matter?"

Miura Bourbon was confused: "Besides, Miyu, you don't intend to hide your intentions, right?"

"……what?"

Miyu, who was confused by Miura Bourbon's words, was stunned for a moment, and then looked up in the direction pointed by the other person's raised palm.

Ah...it turns out that Bourbon-san recognized her through her earrings.

Looking at the blue rose on his head, Mi Yu understood.

"What happened to you today?"

Looking at the clothes worn by the petite black-haired horse girl, Miura Bourbon asked doubtfully.

"...I'm following onee-sama."

"sister?"

Miura Bourbon was confused.

"It's...Miss Qingzhu."

"Miss Qingzhu, ah..."

After reacting, Miura Bourbon nodded, and then slowly showed a puzzled expression on his face.

"——Why are you following?"

"No! I'm not following you!"

Mi Yu was like a kitten whose tail was stepped on, and his fur suddenly exploded: "I just... I just..."

The petite black-haired horse girl hesitated, but couldn't find any reasonable reason.

Ugh——I'm going to be stared at strangely by Bourbon-san.

Xiao Miyu screamed loudly in his heart.

"...Although I don't know what you are doing, you must not do anything bad."

Miura Bourbon said: "If you are discovered, you will be taken to the police station."

"No! I definitely don't have that idea!"

Mi Yu blushed and retorted loudly.

"Really?"

Miura Bourbon questioned.

"real!"

The petite black-haired horse lady kept nodding her head with a flushed face, trying to make her friend believe what she just said through these two short words.

"Then what do you want to do here dressed like this?"

Miura Bourbon asked this question again.

"I am... this is..."

The petite horse girl was so anxious that she almost burst into tears.

...I really didn’t do anything idiotic!

……

"Um umm."

After swallowing the last pearl, Qingzhu Fengya made a satisfied sound.

"Finished?"

Mejiro Aldan, who was sitting on the chair with Aotake Fuga, asked knowingly.

"Hmm...it's a bit too sweet."

Qingzhu Fengya looked at the merchant label printed on the milk tea cup, tilted her head and thought about it, and then gave her own rating.

"Don't you like sweet drinks?"

"But... this is too sweet~?"

The black-haired horse girl smiled and said: "Sweet and overly sweet, but they are two different tastes, right?"

"Then I'll buy you something slightly sweet next time?"

"Ok!"

Qingzhu Fengya smiled and nodded, watching Mejiro Aldan take out his mobile phone and looked at the current time.

"...It's almost eleven o'clock. Are you hungry?"

"Well, I'm hungry."

Qingzhu Fengya touched her belly and smiled.

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Please save this school that is about to be abandoned! : Chapter 312: A little central shock

"……What did you say?"

Rudolf, who was sitting on the chair, frowned: "Qigang, you said that the Ma Niang Association wants Qingzhu Fengya to participate in this year's Arc de Triomphe?"

"Yes, President."

The angry person on the other end of the phone replied: "Because of Qingzhu Fengya's outstanding performance in the Japanese competition in the past two years, the Ma Niang Association believes that she will definitely win the Arc de Triomphe if she participates in it, so..."

"So you want her to sign up for the Arc de Triomphe?"

Rudolf, who interrupted Qigong's words, stood up and walked to the window.

"Ah."

"yes……"

Hearing Qigang's answer, Rudolf, who frowned, raised his symbolic finger and tapped the window sill rhythmically: "...Those guys from the Jockey Club haven't given up on the 'Arc de Triomphe Award' yet."

Did you come up with this idea because of Qingzhu Fengya's strength in the competition in the past two years and her excellent results...

"President, what is the response from the Equestrian Association?"

The voice coming from the cell phone interrupted Rudolph's symbolic thoughts.

"...I will personally ask Qingzhu Fengya about her wishes."

Rudolf thought for a moment, then answered: "But whether she is willing to participate or not depends on Qingzhu Fengya's choice."

"Even if I were the 'Emperor', I have no right to force her to participate in a competition she doesn't want to participate in."

"Yes, I understand."

The air groove on the other end of the phone clicked, and then I was about to hang up.

"Wait, there's one more thing, the air tank."

Just when she was about to press the red hang-up button, the sound coming from the speaker stopped her movements.

"What happened to what I asked you to do earlier?"

"..."

After hearing Rudolph symbolically say these words, Qi Groove fell into silence and did not answer her question immediately.