Whether Special Week had ever said something like "convey your feelings," Anjing Zhen wasn't sure. He wasn't even sure whether he had heard those words before.
But on one hand, that way of putting it should fit the Horse Girls' way of thinking. At least, after nearly a year of interacting with them at the Academy, that was what he believed.
On the other hand, Kitasan Black was not the sort of person who was unpleasant or deliberately caused trouble.
On the contrary, this cheerful and helpful girl was well-liked wherever she went. He had never heard of her having a conflict with anyone.
That meant that even if she lacked experience in handling conflicts, she at least had the temperament, perhaps even the ability, to do so.
Maybe after calming down today, she would figure out how to handle it herself.
So rather than offering advice just now, Anjing Zhen had actually been trying to help Kitasan Black calm down.
"Understand... my feelings?"
After blanking out for a moment, Kitasan Black repeated Anjing Zhen's words to herself. Her hands hanging at her sides slowly clenched. "I... that's right. What I actually wanted to tell Ribbon was that I really didn't do it on purpose...
"But..."
She hesitated again. "Will... will she listen? She isn't talking to me at all right now, and if I wait until the Saint Lite Kinen... won't that be too late?"
Seeing Kitasan Black become even more hesitant than before, Anjing Zhen was not worried. Instead, he felt more certain.
Her hesitation at least meant she was thinking about the matter, rather than stubbornly tying herself in knots as she had at the beginning.
"Whether she listens is her business. Whether you say it is yours."
Sensing that his advice was working, Anjing Zhen struck