The Three Generations' Strongest Contest

After Almond Eye declared her resolve, Anjing Zhen and Kikou Misuzu happened to arrive at the hotel together.

Upon learning of Almond Eye's feelings, Anjing Zhen perked up, a flash of relief passing through his eyes. Kikou Misuzu's eyes immediately curved into crescent moons, her face blooming with undisguised joy and affection.

She hurried forward and warmly pulled the still somewhat shy Almond Eye into her arms, planting a loud kiss on her smooth forehead.

"Ah! Our little Almond Eye is incredible! This courage deserves a reward!"

As Almond Eye's face instantly flushed red and everyone stared in surprise, Sister Misuzu proudly lifted her chin and explained with a smile.

"This is Lucky Blessing! Whenever Little Zhen went to a competition as a child, I'd bless him like this, and then he'd win right away!"

At those words, all the horse girls turned to look at Anjing Zhen, their faces full of surprise and curiosity.

Anjing Zhen immediately felt helpless, his ears heating up slightly as he rubbed his forehead.

"Come on, mom, it wasn't that exaggerated... Besides, those were things like origami contests and rope skipping contests when I was in kindergarten..."

"Wasn't kindergarten still when you were little?"

Kikou Misuzu immediately retorted, planting her hands on her hips and glaring at him in mock displeasure.

"So what you're saying is that Mom was wrong? Or do you think Mom's blessings don't work?"

Faced with his mother's unreasonable accusation, Anjing Zhen opened his mouth, but ultimately surrendered beneath those eyes that clearly said, Just try denying it. He could only sigh helplessly and concede.

"...Fine. You're right."

Seeing how the Trainer, normally so composed and steady, was completely helpless before his mother and could only obediently admit defeat, Kitasan Black was the first to burst out laughing.

Agnes Tachyon