Zhou Yuang looked only at the top page of the stack of sketches in his hand. He did not rudely leaf through the others as though he had no sense of boundaries.
After all, in a way, they were private.
Zhou Yuang would never use his position as a trainer to make an Uma Musume swallow her objections.
Even so, Dober's face flushed scarlet.
"Wait!"
Don't keep looking!!!
Dober instantly turned into a steaming tomato. She nearly screamed.
It felt less as though Zhou Yuang was looking at her sketches and more as though he had lifted her skirt and was leisurely admiring the color of her panties.
"Don't!"
Her mind was a jumble, and that was all she could manage.
The reason was simple: Dober was somewhat afraid of men.
When she realized Zhou Yuang was looking at her sketches, she also became acutely aware that he was a man.
Her fear of men and the shame of having her sketches discovered went off like two bombs at once. Her ears drooped, and she could barely get her words out.
The last of her hope died.
Holding the sketches she had picked up in both hands, she raised them to cover the upper half of her face.
She was terrified. Tears as big as beans had already welled in the corners of her eyes.
"...I picked everything up for you. Don't worry, nothing's missing. As for the drawings... I'm sorry, I accidentally saw a little."
Looking at the pitiful Uma Musume before him, Zhou Yuang could not help softening his voice.
Whoa, isn't that Dober?
I haven't even gone to the Mejiro Family to look for you, and you've come crashing into me yourself?
Another Encounter at the Mejiro Family
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to look."
Seeing Dober