Although it was lively, Hoshino definitely didn't want to get involved.
On the training ground, Hoshiguma stood up and wiped the dirt from her face, smiling amiably.
She wasn't angry at all.
Really.
(▔皿▔)
NOT.
"But I didn't expect this motorcycle to have a wind barrier. What a shame—I bought this racing suit for nothing."
Swire said regretfully.
She tugged at her collar, feeling awkward in her outfit. She rolled over and sat up, having completely lost interest in all two-wheeled vehicles. A car with a driver was much more comfortable. You couldn't even take your shoes off on a motorcycle—it was far too restrictive.
"So, who was faster?"
Mayer came running over excitedly, stopwatch in hand. The dust had been too thick, but the high-speed camera drone had caught some precious footage.
Even though she'd been a full lap behind, Swire had crossed the finish line first.
"I'm sorry!"
"What are you apologizing for, you idiot!"
Hoshiguma watched Mayer apologize to her with a regretful expression and nearly laughed in anger.
Ch'en hurried over and pulled Mayer back from the brink of death. She'd been just a hair's breadth away from getting beaten up. If things had turned violent, Mayer and her mechanical otters might have become appetizers for the oni.
After all, Hoshiguma was one of the most even-tempered members of the oni.
Even the most even-tempered oni had violence and impulsiveness etched into her bones. No amount of cultivation could change that completely.
In fact, the more suppressed a volcano was, the more terrifying its eruption.
"It's fine, it's fine."
Hoshiguma came to her senses and quickly tried to smooth things over. She didn't want to break her restraint over something so trivial.
"There's prize money, right?"
She pulled Ch'en aside and whispered, "I got hurt on