Tracen's Infiltration Grand Operation

"Yay! I knew Steed was the most sensible one!"

Gold Ship cheered and gave Supernatural Steed's back a hearty slap, making her cough. Then she instantly slipped into character, her eyes shining as she looked at Kitasan Black. "Target confirmed! Operation codename—'Protect Little Kita's Dream and the Trainer's Hairline'! In short, Protect the Hairline! Move out!"

"Okay!"

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Having reflexively cried out in excitement, Kitasan Black then froze. "—W-wait, senpai? What is 'Protect the Hairline' supposed to be—?"

"Don't care about the details! Move out, move out!"

"O-oh, okay—"

And so, in one quiet corner of Central Treisen Academy that afternoon, a rather bizarre scene unfolded:

Leading the way was the current long-distance champion, Kitasan Black. Behind her followed the prankster legend Gold Ship, eager for action; Gold Artisan, wearing an expression that said, "I'm just passing by and watching the show"; and Supernatural Steed, trying hard to keep a straight face and maintain the professional expression of "I am carrying out a special disciplinary surveillance mission."

Using building corners, the shadows of dense trees, and the occasional pieces of equipment as cover, the four crept along on tiptoe—sometimes hunching over as they hurried forward, sometimes stopping still to observe.

They looked just like a well-trained (?) special infiltration squad, their target Anjing Zhen's Team Office.

It was afternoon, and the Horse Girls and Trainers were mostly taking their midday breaks in their dorms, so the office building was quiet.

The four tiptoed into the office building, went upstairs, crossed the corridor, and arrived beneath the window of the office facing the hallway.

And so, in one quiet corner of Central Treisen Academy that afternoon, a rather bizarre scene unfolded:

Leading the way was the current long-distance champion, Kitasan Black. Behind her