In Tracen, Good at Doing Time

"Then today, you can be the groom for once~"

Sunday Silence lowered his head and kissed Zhou Yuang. The moment their lips met, his eyes flew wide.

"Whoa!!!"

He sprang upright and clutched his throat with both hands.

Small and delicate as a doll, he suddenly writhed atop Zhou Yuang like an inflatable tube man.

He kept retching and coughing.

"Huh?"

Zhou Yuang had expected the kiss to lead to something else. Instead, Sunday Silence just sat on him and squirmed?

What the hell are you squirming for?

Zhou Yuang was baffled. He also realized he could move again, so he shoved Sunday Silence away without a second thought and let him writhe on the floor as though he had eaten something he shouldn't have.

[Freest Uma Musume on Earth]: AT, did you eat something you shouldn't have earlier?

[Mars' Number One Gray Coat Beauty]: Something really smelly, maybe?

[Galaxy-Eyes Photon Dragon]: It wasn't something bitter, like coffee, was it?

"No. I haven't eaten anything strange."

Zhou Yuang was puzzled too. Sunday Silence had kissed him and then acted like he was about to throw up.

He was glad Sunday Silence hadn't gone any further, but that reaction made him even less happy.

Is there something nasty in my mouth?

Impossible! I follow a strict health regimen every day so I can talk to Uma Musume up close.

"Cough... Ugh... You little..."

Sunday Silence spoke as he climbed to his feet, but he didn't look angry.

He looked surprised.

"You've got way too much yang energy! It burned me... Wait, that's not right. I patted both your shoulders just now."

Sunday Silence muttered as he stared at Zhou Yuang in confusion. He had expected a little heat and gotten a mouthful of Sichuan spice.

[Steal Your Trainer]: What's he talking