Let's talk after we win the Arima Kinen.

After We Win the Arima Kinen

After running to the training ground, Kitasan Black looked at the familiar sheen of the track beneath the afternoon sun. The scent of turf and sweat washed over her, filling her with a quiet sense of reassurance.

Agnes Tachyon was bent over her tablet, rapidly recording data, while Daiwa Scarlet was debugging a device that monitored heart rates.

Little Anzu stood quietly nearby, holding folded towels and several bottles of sports drinks as she looked around expectantly.

Anjing Zhen stood beside them, studying the training schedule in his hands with a slight furrow in his brow, seemingly considering the final adjustments.

She smiled and hurried over.

Everyone looked up at once.

Kitasan Black came to an abrupt stop and gave a perfect ninety-degree bow.

"Trainer! Senior Tachyon! Senior Yamato! And Little Anzu! I'm very sorry! My condition during training these past few days was terrible, and I caused everyone trouble!"

Her voice was loud and clear, filled with sincerity, drawing curious looks from several Horse Girls training nearby.

Anjing Zhen was slightly taken aback.

Agnes Tachyon pushed up her glasses.

Daiwa Scarlet stopped what she was doing and watched quietly.

Little Anzu had already jogged over with a towel and bottled water, her eyes filled with admiration and concern. "Senior Little Kita, please have some!"

Kitasan Black straightened up and accepted the water Little Anzu offered.

After smiling and nodding at Little Anzu, her crimson-red eyes did not waver in the slightest as they looked directly at Anjing Zhen.

They were as clear and bright as though washed by water. All her previous confusion and panic had been swept away, leaving behind only that familiar—if even more blazing—determination.

"But I've already sorted myself out! I've cleared away every distracting thought! Please believe in me!"