Kitasan Black's Anxiety

"Senior Little Kita! Over here, over here!"

Kitasan Black had just finished her morning training when Mikki Rocket, who had been waiting for quite a while, excitedly grabbed her and brought her to a relatively quiet corner of the Academy cafeteria.

On the table sat an incredibly tempting special carrot cake, along with two prepared glasses of lemon juice.

"Congratulations on winning the Osaka Hai so beautifully, Senior! I specially bought these to celebrate! And there's a lemon-flavored drink, your favorite!"

Rocket's eyes sparkled as she pushed one glass of juice closer to Kitasan Black. She swung her legs excitedly as she said, "You'd only just gotten back a few days ago, and the people asking for your autograph and photos were already lining up forever! I couldn't even squeeze in to talk to you!

"Ah, Senior Little Kita is such a busy person now. You even need an appointment just to have a meal with you!"

She teased her with a grin.

Kitasan Black felt a little embarrassed by her words. "It's not that exaggerated, Rocket. Don't make fun of me.

Thank you for the cake and the drink!"

Smiling, she scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth. The sweet flavor melted over her tongue. "Mmm! It's delicious! Rocket, hurry and have some too!"

"Mhm! Okay! Oh, right, Senior Little Kita, how about a toast?"

"Sure! Cheers!"

Their glasses clinked brightly. They each took a big sip, then shared the cake as they quickly began chatting about amusing training stories and Academy gossip.

Once Mikki Rocket got talking, there was no stopping her. Waving her spoon around, her eyes gleamed. "Senior Little Kita, at the Osaka Hai—you were seriously, seriously amazing! That Running Style was like you had the entire track under your feet! I'm still