Kitasan Black's Anger

Satono Diamond's raised hand had not yet fully lowered when she blinked in confusion. "What's wrong with Little Kita—?"

Satono Crown watched Kitasan Black's rapidly receding figure, equally puzzled. "Even if you ask me, Little Diamond, I don't know either. Little Kita—it's rare to see her so flustered. What on earth happened—?"

After wondering for a while, she sighed, a trace of regret entering her voice. "I don't know what she's rushing off to do, but it looks like your plan to formally declare war on her before the Tenno Sho Spring will have to wait until next time. Or you could go find her at the dorm later?"

Satono Diamond withdrew her gaze, and the bewilderment in her eyes was replaced by resolve. "Mm, it's all right. I understand.

"And no matter what happens, I believe Little Kita can handle it.

"And my determination to give her my all on the track will never change."

But then concern and confusion surfaced on her face again. "Still—what happened to make her this anxious—?"

Kitasan Black practically charged out of the cafeteria. Dappled afternoon sunlight danced through the leaves overhead, yet it did nothing to brighten the agitation in her heart.

She raced at full speed down Central Treisen Academy's main road, her black hair streaming behind her, her crimson eyes reflecting nothing but the road ahead.

At the same time, her shouts echoed down the tree-lined path alongside her hurried footsteps. "Make way! Sorry! Please let me through! I'm so sorry! Sorry, sorry!"

This was just after lunch, when many Horse Girls had finished eating and were either leisurely returning to their dorms or squeezing in some extra midday training.

The scattered students were startled by the gust of wind Kitasan Black left in her wake and cried out in