When Anjing Zhen took the little notebook, he put on a suitably puzzled expression.
"What's this about? Why are you being so mysterious...?"
"Hehehe, you'll know once you look, Trainer."
Kitasan Black's ears twitched and her tail swayed. She held her little fists before her, her face full of anticipation.
Beside them, Vodka leaned over curiously as well.
"Huh? Why so mysterious? Can I take a look too?"
"Mhm! I was planning to ask my senpai to help look it over anyway!"
"I see... Huh? Aren't these your opponents for the next race?"
After glancing at the notebook in Anjing Zhen's hand, Vodka looked at Kitasan Black in surprise.
"You really went and secretly investigated them, Little Kita."
"Mhm!"
Nodding repeatedly, Kitasan Black looked at Anjing Zhen gratefully.
"I said before that I wanted to do something to help you, Trainer. I have to keep my word.
"Actually, I know that you probably understand all this better than I do.
"But what if I could help, even just a little?
"If I didn't know anything, that would be one thing. But now that I know about it, how could I possibly do nothing?"
As he flipped through the notebook, Anjing Zhen raised his eyes, surprise showing in them.
"That? What are you talking about?"
"Ah, well..."
After briefly explaining the industry stories she had heard from her senpai, Kitasan Black's long ears drooped slightly.
"I'd only heard from my senpai before that racing was actually very cruel.
"I didn't really know what that meant, but if my senpai said so, then it must be true.
"But I never expected that you were under so much pressure too, Trainer.
"Grandpa and the others said that you were an outstanding Trainer and told me to stay with you from now on.
"But