As she said this, Kitasan Black kept signaling to Little Anzu beside her with her eyes.
Noticing Kitasan Black's gaze, Anjing Zhen instinctively looked over, only to find nothing out of the ordinary.
From his perspective, Little Anzu was occasionally staring at the track from earlier, her face wearing that familiar look of frustration. She was probably still hung up on losing to him.
Though he had not quite figured out what was going on, he could more or less guess that Kitasan Black had something in mind. He still nodded.
"Then... let's eat first. There's no need to rush, and if we get there too late, there might not be any food left."
Seeing that Anjing Zhen still had not reacted, Kitasan Black sighed inwardly, both helpless and amused. For a moment, she had no idea what to do with this blockhead.
Still, she understood that Anjing Zhen was not a Horse Girl, and his mind was wholly devoted to training and racing. He truly was not very sensitive to such subtle emotional shifts.
"So, should I find an opportunity to remind him...?"
With that thought in mind, after she, Anjing Zhen, and Little Anzu arrived at the cafeteria and began eating, Kitasan Black listened to Anjing Zhen's plans for the Takarazuka Kinen while discreetly keeping an eye on Little Anzu.
Their preparations for the upcoming G1 had already been settled before the Heavy Track training.
The Takarazuka Kinen would be held at Hanshin Racecourse. Taking track familiarity into account, they would need to head to the Osaka branch Academy for practice in as little as a few days, or at most two weeks from now.
At 2,200 meters, it was not the distance where she held the greatest advantage. They would need simulated training for pace control, race