The Horse Girl standing beside Anjing Zhen had a head of golden hair, her cool demeanor carrying a faint, intangible air of authority. She was Gold Artisan.
After deciding to come watch the Tenno Sho Spring last time, Anjing Zhen had told Gold Artisan about the plan the following day.
To his surprise, Gold Artisan had immediately said she would come along that day.
"Training races come right after this, so I'll take the opportunity to learn more about Kitasan Black."
There was nothing wrong with that reasoning, but based on what he had seen during their video call, as well as Gold Artisan's near-total silence throughout the Shinkansen ride, Anjing Zhen found himself privately wondering about something.
She... wasn't here because Gold Ship had pissed her off, was she?
Thinking it over carefully, he felt that was probably the truth.
One side had shown concern before even returning to Japan, while the other was still busy playing mahjong a week before the race. Anyone would have been annoyed.
Of course, refusing to even meet over a single bout of annoyance was hardly an appropriate attitude, either.
Thinking about this, Anjing Zhen unconsciously muttered to himself.
Compared to his memories, many things in this world had counterparts, but they were not exactly the same.
And likely because of him, some details had also changed noticeably.
Take the Satsuki Sho, for example. Even though the victory had been incredibly close, the outcome had changed in the end.
So if the Satsuki Sho's result had changed, could it affect other things...?
Or even if it didn't, if Gold Ship got upset over Gold Artisan's awkwardness this time, then during this Tenno Sho Spring...
She wouldn't pull some kind of stunt, would she...?
After muttering to himself for a while, Anjing Zhen quickly