If he was truly the person fate had destined for her, then he would surely appear after she ate that carrot!
Dober immediately wanted to leave once she thought of this.
But after taking one step, she noticed the draft in her arms that Zhou Yuang had called pretty good.
Did she still need to destroy these things?
"Maybe I shouldn't destroy them yet?"
What if her future trainer was as open-minded as that trainer?
Dober thought about it for a moment, then turned back the long way around, intending to preserve her drafts.
The weekend was almost here. Unlike the other Uma Musume, a young lady like her could take the family car home to rest.
She could just put the things in her room when she got home.
Dober felt uneasy and slightly restless.
She endured it until school was over.
After school, she did not hesitate at all and immediately took the Mejiro Family's car home.
There was no other reason. The wait had been unbearable. At noon, Tracen Academy had even urgently announced that an accident had occurred in the cafeteria, so the Uma Musume had to eat outside.
Dober had no choice but to go out too. With no friends, she wandered around before finally buying water and a sandwich at a convenience store and fleeing.
After all, most restaurants had men inside. Just seeing those burly middle-aged men standing there made Dober want to run away.
The afternoon classes were also torture for her.
Even the lectures aren't as detailed as AT's.
After listening to Zhou Yuang explain the racetrack, Dober found the cultural lessons about horse racing as tasteless as chewing wax.
Zhou Yuang's earlier figure and AT's lectures lingered in her mind, their voices and images refusing to fade.
*As long as