A cute girl’s heart is capable of anything

As soon as Saito Asuka said the last word, she dwarfed her body, kicked off her feet and rushed out.

...The feeling coming from the soles of my feet when running is completely different.

Qingzhu Fengya thought in his heart.

But it doesn't matter!

A cute girl’s heart is capable of anything~?

"It still has some influence on her."

Nakayama Megumi said while looking at the black-haired horse girl running on the training field.

...After all, this is an unfamiliar venue.

Saito Asuka glanced at Nakayama Megumi beside him, but did not say the words in his heart.

"Don't you want to time it?"

"Huh? Oh."

Saito Asuka was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses.

"It's not necessary."

Mr. Trainer shook his head: "I brought her here today just to help her get familiar with the grass this morning."

"Well... I'd better go get her a bottle of water."

Looking at the black-haired horse girl who had already completed half a lap, Nakayama Megumi frowned and thought for a moment, then turned and left.

"Buy me a bottle too."

Saito Asuka shouted at Nakayama Megumi's retreating back.

"You're not the one running."

Zhongshan Hui said without looking back.

"Hello..."

Although he knew that she was just saying it casually, Saito Asuka still couldn't hold it back and muttered dissatisfiedly at her back: "...Don't say that."

"..."

But Zhongshan Hui, who had gone far away, could no longer hear what he said.

...really.

Saito Asuka sighed.

You would definitely bring me a bottle if I said so, why did you have to say this specifically?

After mentally complaining about his fiancée, Saito Asuka turned his head and once again focused his attention on the running black-haired horse girl.

...Compared to the beginning, she looks a little more relaxed now.

Looking at the black-haired horse girl who had already completed a lap, Saito Asuka nodded with satisfaction, then lowered his head and wrote something in the open black notebook.

Hmm... She has to be allowed to do this here.

Saito Asuka, who held the end of his pen against his chin, stared at Qingzhu Fengya, lowering his head from time to time, writing something in a notebook that was four-fifths full.

"The water you asked for."

Two minutes later, Nakayama Megumi, who came back with three bottles of water, put one bottle of water into Saito Asuka's arms, and then put the other two bottles of water aside.

"How many laps is it?"

"It's the last lap."

Saito Asuka unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and poured water into his mouth.

"Ha... came to life..."

Saito Asuka wiped the corners of his mouth and murmured contentedly.

"Choked?"

Seeing Saito Asuka's actions, Nakayama Megumi smiled like a child who succeeded in playing a prank.

"..."

Saito Asuka did not answer, but glared at her rather resentfully.

... This guy definitely did it on purpose.

"How is Fengya running?"

As she spoke, she moved closer to Saito Asuka and lowered her head to look into the black leather notebook spread out in his hand.

"...You have written so much? You have worked very hard."

she said teasingly.

"I said..."

"Trainer!"

Saito Asuka, who looked helpless, just started to speak, but was interrupted by Qingzhu Fuya who had already crossed the finish line.

After crossing the line, Aotake Fuga wanted to run to Saito Asuka, but stopped after seeing that the distance between him and Nakayama Megumi was quite close.

"Oops? Did I come at the wrong time?"

The black-haired horse girl lightly covered her lips, and her teasing eyes wandered back and forth on the two people in front of her.

"It came just fine."

Saito Asuka waved to Qingzhu Fengya: "Come here, I have something to show you."

"what? What?"

Qingzhu Fengya walked up to Saito Asuka with a smile and looked at the notebook filled with dense writing.

"How do you feel after running?"

Saito Asuka asked, who was not in a hurry to tell what was on his mind.

"Well...it feels okay."

Qingzhu Fengya tilted her head and thought: "...It's just that the grass is a little soft."

It’s okay…

Saito Asuka was silent for a moment, and then handed the black leather notebook in his hand to the black-haired horse girl.

"Look, when you ran there, was there something wrong with the way you exerted your strength?"

Asuka Saito said, he stretched out his hand and gestured: "If you were a little bit at that time..."

"Ugh...!"

Standing next to him, Fengya Qingzhu, who separated Saito Asuka and Nakayama Megumi, made an unknown sound.

Looking at the trainer and Ma Niang who were undergoing the first day of training, Nakayama Megumi did not disturb them. Instead, she bent down to pick up her bottle of water and then walked gently towards the bench not far away. .

...Now that the training has begun, as an unrelated person, it is better for her to stay away.

……

"...Qingzhu Fengya's journey is coming to an end."

One of the three goddesses sitting at the round table suddenly spoke.

"You don't mean to say that her end is the 'Arc de Triomphe', right?"

Dali Arab was stunned for a moment, then asked.

"Ah."

Godolphin Arabia nodded solemnly.

"The 'origin' in Qingzhu Fengya's chest is almost full."

Godolphin Arabia looked at the black-haired horse girl on the screen, holding the side of her face with one hand.

"'Origin' is a microcosm of the life of a racehorse girl."

Under the gaze of her companions, she continued: "The 'origin' is about to be filled, which means Qingzhu Fengya's competition career is coming to an end."

"Judging from the current situation, isn't the 'Arc de Triomphe Award' the most likely choice?"

"..."

Dali Arab and Bayer Türkiye looked at each other.

'Arc de Triomphe'...

Please save this school that is about to be abandoned! : Chapter 357: Give that kid a call

"...In other words, the 'Arc de Triomphe' is the end of my 'trip'?"

At night, Qingzhu Fengya, who was pulled into the pure white space by the three goddesses, pressed her chin against her chin and murmured to herself, "Is it because I chose this as my retirement battle?"

"Yes."

Dali Arab, who was sitting next to Qingzhu Fengya, nodded: "When you finish the 'Arc de Triomphe' competition, your running on the field will be brought to an end."

"At that time, your 'origin' will be completely filled in, making you a retired horse racing girl with a 'history'."

"Does this mean I will be able to open the [Field] by then?"

The black-haired horse girl's eyes sparkled and she asked impatiently.

"Well, that's right."

Seeing Qingzhu Fengya staring at them excitedly, the three goddesses looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Wow... then this is really good news~?"

The corners of Qingzhu's elegant mouth couldn't help but raise upwards: "...I've long wanted to see what my [Field] is like... Oops~?"

"Compared to your body, is [the field] more important?"

Dali Arab couldn't hold it back anymore and stretched out his hand to knock the black-haired horse girl on the head, like a naughty child who was lecturing her for worrying: "...can you sort out your priorities?"

"But...I'm really looking forward to it~?"

Even when Dali Arab knocked her on the head, Qingzhu Fengya still had a smile on her face: "This is my [field] alone."

"You... ugh..."

Dali Arab sighed, then turned to look at the two companions sitting next to him.

...You should also talk about her!

"Green bamboo is elegant."

Bayer Turkey looked at the black-haired horse girl in front of him, and his tone rarely became serious.

right!right!Preach and preach to her!

"How sure are you of the 'Arc de Triomphe Award'?"

"..."

"'Arc de Triomphe Award'..."

Qingzhu Fengya blinked, and then replied with a smile: "I don't know."

"The opponents you have to face this time are top horse girls from all over the world."

Godolphin Arab said: "...The pressure on you this time is not small."

"Stronger than the girls I've met so far?"

"We don't dare to jump to conclusions."

Dali Arabia shook his head: "But each of the horse ladies who came to participate in the 'Arc de Triomphe' has the ability to reach the top."

Dali Arab, who met the dark eyes of the black-haired horse girl, continued: "...and the Arc de Triomphe Prize Competition is the number one event in the world."

“There are countless horse girls who want to win this competition to prove themselves.”

"And Neon is extremely eager for you to win the 'Arc de Triomphe' competition."