Envy, Jealousy, Hatred

After explaining the principle, Anjing Zhen added, "So—even though it's a bit like eavesdropping—we might be able to understand what Almond Eye was thinking and feeling."

Upon hearing that, Kitasan Black showed a look of realization, while also recalling a familiar scene.

It was that time in the Student Council Office, when she had hidden behind a bookcase and heard Anjing Zhen's inner thoughts.

Remembering that "eavesdropping" experience, her cheeks heated up involuntarily. She hurriedly shifted her attention and praised him softly, "As expected of A-Zhen, you even considered something like this—"

There was no smugness on Anjing Zhen's face. Instead, he quietly pondered to himself.

What he had said was common knowledge from the sports psychology covered in Trainer courses.

And managing a Horse Girl's mental state—especially after a loss—was one of a Trainer's most important responsibilities.

But honestly speaking, although he knew these theories and techniques, he could not yet say that he was highly proficient at applying them to actual training and care.

For example, even now, he had only realized afterward that Almond Eye might be experiencing deeper psychological turmoil.

Just as Anjing Zhen was reflecting on himself and Kitasan Black was about to say something else, Almond Eye and Fujimasa March had already completed a lap around the track and were running toward the direction where they were hiding.

Kitasan Black quickly shut her mouth. Instinctively pulling Anjing Zhen along with her, she shrank farther into the bushes to avoid being discovered.

Almond Eye and Fujimasa March did not stop nearby, instead running toward the other end of the racetrack.

After a while, when they ran back again, they slowed down and eventually stopped some distance away from where Anjing Zhen and Kitasan Black were hiding.

"How is it? Do you feel a little better