A cute girl’s heart is capable of anything

With such an attitude that he was unable to use his full strength, he entered the G1 level and faced an opponent strengthened by his 'essence'.

Wouldn't this be a little too cruel for this child?

They looked at the black-haired horse girl on the screen who had finished taking a bath, singing an unknown song and wrapping her body in a bath towel, and they thought to themselves in unison.

"She's still a few days away from her first G1 appearance."

The black-haired horse girl sitting between the two frowned and thought for a long time, then slapped the table with a bang, attracting the attention of the other two goddesses to herself: "In the past few days, let's work harder. Just take a moment."

"This child was brought into this world by us. In this case, we should shoulder our due responsibilities."

"...At least, we can't let her die on the field."

"..."

The two goddesses sitting next to her also nodded solemnly.

They brought her into this world, and in that sense alone, they were her mothers.

They are also willing to do more things for this child.

But speaking of which... would any mother throw her child into the trash can like a pitch ball?

Bayer Turkey, who suddenly remembered a past event, was stunned for a moment, then he put his chin on his head and thought.

...Why do we feel like bad mothers who cruelly abandon our children?

The expression on Bayer Turkey's face became a little subtle when he suddenly had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

"Haaah~ahhh~ahhhh~"

In the real world, the completely unaware black-haired horse girl continued to hum the unknown song.

She opened the bathroom door and returned to the heated room.

After scrolling through her phone for a while, she put on her pajamas, sat on the bed, stretched out her upper body, and turned off the lights in the room.

Then, she pulled the quilt over her body, closing her eyes and her breathing gradually became steady.

……

"Trainer, why are you here so early?"

The next day, Qingzhu Fengya sat in the classroom, eyes wide open, trying hard not to be engulfed by the sleepiness that came over her.

She turned her head and looked at Saito Asuka sitting behind her: "Is your work over?"

"It's already done."

Saito Asuka, who also had a textbook spread out in front of him, was flipping through the pages with great interest.

Hearing Qingzhu Fengya's question, he raised his head and glanced at the black-haired Ma Niang sitting in front of him, and then continued: "...Also, don't look around during class, and listen carefully to the class."

"Well……"

Qingzhu Fengya looked like she wanted to say something, but in the end she just made a low sound and turned her head back obediently.

"Must have stayed up late again."

Saito Asuka in the back row heard her muttering.

"Hey, hey, don't spread rumors."

The man who heard Qingzhu Fengya say these words patted Qingzhu Fengya's back in front of him: "...In order to accompany you to class, I got up early and finished all the documents that I have to deal with today."

"Don't even think about saying weird things to Megumi!"

"Miss Hui? Do I have anything to say to Miss Hui?"

Qingzhu Fengya was confused: "Or...trainer, do you want me to say something to Miss Hui?"

"..."

Saito Asuka was speechless, just staring at Qingzhu Fengya in silence.

...This guy is so cute, if he was punched, he would definitely cry for a long time, right?

"Oops? Trainer, why do you keep staring at me?"

Qingzhu Fuga, who was stared closely at by Saito Asuka, blinked his eyes and pretended to be shy and blinked continuously: "In this case, I will feel embarrassed, right?"

"..."

Saito Asuka couldn't hold back and twitched the corner of his mouth.

shy?

Why didn't I see it at all?

"That... Chairman Saito, and Miss Qingzhu."

Matsugiya Harumi stood in front of the blackboard with the remaining half of white chalk in her hand.

She stared at the two people with big eyes and small eyes for a long time. Finally, after sighing helplessly, she turned sideways and gently knocked on the blackboard behind her: "...We are still in class now? Can you please stop going there? Are you whispering below?"

"This is not the first time."

——Are you two done?

Harumi Matsugiya said it tactfully, but the two people sitting on the stools still heard the underlying meaning.

"Ahem...I'm sorry."

After being scolded, Saito Asuka smiled coquettishly and subconsciously adjusted his sitting posture.

...Wait, it seems I am no longer a student?

After coming back to his senses, Saito Asuka's tense body relaxed in an instant.

That's fine.

"Anyway, Miss Qingzhu, please listen carefully to the class!"

Matsugiya Aomei stared at the black-haired horse girl who looked at her again.

The young teacher, who almost had the word helplessness written on his face, specially emphasized the words 'listen to the class well': "...please stop looking around!"

"Yes, I understand!"

Qingzhu Fengya nodded.

...Ms. Harumi in class was surprisingly courageous.

The black-haired horse girl looked at Matsugiya Harumi who started teaching again, and thought silently in her heart.

Please save this school that is about to be abandoned! : Chapter 122: The last piece of the puzzle

"call……"

In the player preparation room, Qingzhu Fengya held the table with both hands and stared at herself reflected in the mirror.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Qingzhu Fengya took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it.

It’s been a long time since I participated in a competition.

Qingzhu Fengya straightened up and turned around a few times.

Looking at herself doing the same thing in the mirror, Qingzhu Fengya stretched her palms down to hold down her skirt that was blown up.

Oops... As expected of me.

No matter what you wear, you look so good.

After taking a good look at himself in front of the mirror wearing the final uniform, Qingzhu Fengya nodded with satisfaction.

Okay, okay, let’s stop here.

Qingzhu Fengya stretched out her hand and touched her cold face in the mirror.

Then she stood up straight, smiled and walked towards the door.

Counting the time, it’s almost time for me to get on the field.

She pushed open the door to the lounge, smiled and nodded at the staff member who was standing by the door raising her hand to knock on the door, then took steps towards the arena.

...This is the last piece of the puzzle to participate in the Satsuki Festival, and it is also the first competition I have participated in this year.

Hmm, you have to treat it well.

Qingzhu Fengya thought with a smile.

……

"call……"

Although it is already March and the temperature is gradually warming up, the cold air that gets into the clothes from time to time is still very hard to prevent.

Saito Asuka, who shivered coldly, breathed hot air into his palms and then rubbed his arms.

"What? Are you feeling cold now?"

Nakayama Megumi, who was standing next to him, glanced at Saito Asuka who was standing next to him: "...I told you when I went out that the weather would be cold today, so I asked you to wear an extra layer of clothes."

"You know it's cold now? It's too late!"

"..."

Saito Asuka, who was glared at by Nakayama Megumi fiercely, scratched his head, and then showed a silly smile on his face.

"Really, you are already the chairman of a college, and you still don't know how to take care of yourself."

Seeing Saito Asuka just looking at him with a silly smile, Nakayama Megumi complained and reached for the shoulder bag close to his waist: "If you catch a cold, you, the trainer, have to trouble Xiao Qingzhu to take care of him at the same time. you."

"...If I did get a cold, the first thing that guy would do when he found out was definitely call you."

However, Saito Asuka did not agree with Nakayama Megumi's words.

Will that guy be distracted from taking care of her?

If she found out that he had a fever, she would just take care of him for a while before Kei came over, right?

"Of course, who asked me to be your girlfriend?"

Nakayama Megumi, who was looking for something in the bag, glared at him again, then took out a black dress from the bag and handed it to Saito Asuka: "Here, pick it up, luckily I brought an extra one." piece of clothing."

"...Help."

Seeing the clothes handed over by Nakayama Megumi, Saito Asuka breathed a sigh of relief, then took off his coat and quickly put it on.

"Speaking of which, why haven't you seen that child come out yet?"

Nakayama Megumi, who used her right arm as a stand and put Saito Asuka's taken off coat on it, looked at Ma Niang who picked up the clothes from the display stage and walked down the steps, and asked doubtfully: "...that child How popular is this game?"

"It's coming soon."

Saito Asuka, who struggled to get his head out of the gap in his clothes, answered while tugging on his clothes: "...Isn't this already the third most popular person? She will come out soon."

It's coming out soon... That should be the second most popular one?

Zhongshan Hui nodded, but saw an unknown horse lady walking out of the contestant tunnel.

Not the second most popular...?

"...Then the kid hasn't participated in the competition for two or three months, can he still win the most popular title?"

Watching the second most popular Ma Niang ascend to the winner's stage, Nakayama Megumi had a surprised expression on her face.

"Of course!"

After getting dressed, Saito Asuka held her head high and said: "...That child is now one of the most popular horse racing girls!"

"One of the most popular racing girls..."

When Nakayama Megumi heard Saito Asuka say these words, she turned her head and stared at her boyfriend standing next to her for a while, then sighed: "It's a pity that the trainer she met was not very professional."

"Uh……"

The smile on Saito Asuka's face suddenly froze.

"I just wanted her to participate in the G1 Bijie competition. I didn't even pay attention to the competition time, which made Qingzhu Fengya delay her participation in the Yayoi Prize for a month."

Pretending not to see the expression on his face, Zhongshan Hui continued: "That child Fengya is really pitiful."

"...I'm really sorry."

Saito Asuka, who had nothing to say, was dejected.