The Confessional and the Gray-Haired Troublemaker

Air Groove, curious about what Silence Suzuka was doing, lifted the sheet for a look and froze.

That was weird. Let me look again... That was way too weird!

She immediately pulled the covers back over Silence Suzuka and turned to Zhou Yuang with an awkward expression. He looked just as awkward. Neither said a word, but the longer they held each other's gaze, the redder Air Groove's face grew.

"Don't expect me to do that too, idiot!" she whispered, her face burning, afraid she might wake Oguri Cap.

But seeing Silence Suzuka like that, Air Groove had no idea whether she should pull her away.

By the time she had worked up her nerve, Silence Suzuka had already resurfaced.

Zhou Yuang wondered whether Silence Suzuka would still race as a Front Runner at Tracen Academy after this.

The next morning, Oguri Cap woke up in a good mood. Then her little nose twitched as she sniffed the air in puzzlement.

There was a faint scent that seemed to linger.

When Oguri Cap asked about it, Silence Suzuka looked like she knew nothing at all, while Air Groove refused to say a word.

The more Oguri Cap breathed in the room's air, the more troubled she became.

"That smell is pretty good... Did they sneak off and eat something without me?"

That's too mean! How could they eat without me?

Oguri Cap felt hurt, but she had no proof.

After all, she hadn't found any traces of food at the corners of their mouths.

Does Trainer know? Did they eat with him too?

Oguri Cap asked Zhou Yuang, only to find that he also acted as though he knew nothing.

That's so strange. Did all three of them eat without me?

*No. My trainer would never keep good food from