Polaris Glacier hung up the phone in a fluster, letting out a sigh of relief.
“Regarding breast development and such…”
Being asked so directly made her a little curious herself.
She lowered her head and measured herself slightly with her hand, concluding that while it didn’t quite match her current height of 1.6 meters, it was certainly superior among Horse Girl of her age.
As for the related issue of bra fitting, that was something the Head Maid worried about.
The Head Maid would occasionally send several new sets, and Polaris Glacier only needed to wear whichever she found comfortable.
“Oh, right, I still need to go find the Head Maid to tidy up the room.”
Suddenly remembering what she should be doing, Polaris Glacier shook her head slightly and walked towards the Head Maid's room.
— — — —
“Hmm? Polaris, did you not sleep well last night? You seem a bit listless?”
The next morning, Monday.
In a classroom at Central Tracen Academy, ten minutes remained before class officially began.
Sirius Symboli, who habitually came over to chat, had barely approached when she voiced her confusion.
Hearing this, Polaris Glacier, who had been squinting, twitched her ears, looked up, and said,
“Good morning, Sirius.”
“I’m fine, I just had a bit of an unexpected incident last night, and my sleep was slightly affected.”
After the Head Maid tidied up her room last night, she saw that it was getting late and went to bed, ready to sleep.
However, for some unknown reason, her brain remained in an excited state, unable to calm down, and she kept thinking about various things.
By the time she fell asleep, it was already past two in the morning.
“That’s more than a ‘bit,’ honestly, I’ve never seen you look anything but energetic.”
Sirius Symboli smiled, looking interested:
“But you look quite charming like this, different from how you are on the racecourse. You’re so delicate, it makes one want to hold you close and comfort you.”
“Hehe, Sirius, where did you learn to say such things…”
Polaris Glacier’s tail swayed at her lower back, her expression a half-smile as she said,
“Or have you finally awakened your true nature and no longer wish to hide it?”
“Who knows.”
Sirius Symboli smiled and shrugged, turning her head with an indifferent expression.
“Sirius, you’ve been walking with newly enrolled juniors quite often recently, you seem very popular.”
At this moment, Mihono Bourbon, who was in the front row, put down the notebook she had been looking at and suddenly turned around to say.
“Eh? Is that so?”
The two Horse Girl were immediately drawn in, and Polaris Glacier even felt herself perk up, her eyes flashing with curiosity and inquiry.
“Ah, yes, that did happen. Those juniors, for some reason, always like to cling to me, even though I haven’t done anything special.”
“It seems it’s because you taught a certain junior how to swim last time, so…”
Central Tracen Academy has an indoor pool. It’s now a new semester, and younger Horse Girl have been enrolling one after another, making the three of them seniors.
“Hmm? Is that a big deal? I just taught her very normally.”
“Taught her very normally? Do you mean hand-in-hand, and bodies almost touching?”
Mihono Bourbon said, her eyes clearly teasing.
“Tsk… that’s because she was too clumsy. I told her the tricks so many times, but she still acted like an idiot, so I had no choice but to teach her hand-in-hand.”
Sirius Symboli crossed her arms over her chest, her gaze shifting slightly, looking somewhat annoyed, but judging by the wagging of her tail and the state of her ears, it seemed she wasn’t…
It must be said that Horse Girl’ emotions are easy to read. Unless specially trained, their ears and tails will change according to their emotions.
Seeing this, Mihono Bourbon knew not to push it too far. She stopped talking, smiled at Polaris Glacier, and then turned back around.
“Ding~ dong~ ding~ dong~”
Just then, the class bell rang, and after Sirius Symboli said goodbye to Polaris Glacier, she returned to her seat.
The teacher, as always, pulled open the classroom door precisely on time and soon began lecturing.
“By the way, Sirius and Mihono Bourbon, have either of you participated in any races recently?”
During lunch break, on the way to the cafeteria, Polaris Glacier suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Mihono Bourbon showed no change in expression, but Sirius Symboli’s face darkened.
“Polaris, don’t make me remember terrible memories; I was almost forgetting them…”
“Hmm? What happened?”
“Sirius had originally placed first in the Fuyo Stakes in September, but because she was penalized for interference, her ranking was lowered.”
Interference… and then a lower ranking… that really is unexpected.
After hearing Mihono Bourbon’s explanation, Polaris Glacier also showed understanding, then patted Sirius Symboli’s shoulder in a comforting manner.
“How about you, Mihono Bourbon?”
“As for me…”
Mihono Bourbon lowered her gaze and pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up and gave Polaris Glacier a look filled with fighting spirit:
“Polaris, let’s have a race, at the Daily Hai Nisai Stakes next month.”
Daily Hai Nisai Stakes, a G2-Grade Race, 1600 meters.
According to Polaris’s unconventional race schedule, she shouldn’t miss this one.
Let this be their first official showdown on the racecourse.
“Next month, huh…”
Such a formal invitation, with that flame-like burning fighting spirit in her eyes, was very good.
Polaris Glacier’s lips slowly curved into a smile, and she readily said,
“Alright, I accept.”
She paused slightly, ice condensing in her eyes.
“Mihono Bourbon, please struggle to your heart’s content in the cold wind, and chase with all your might to please me.”
To please her, huh…
Polaris is really…
Her daily demeanor is so elegant, but once the topic shifts to winning or losing, she seems to become a different person.
“I will definitely catch up to you, in order to reach and see the scenery beyond that.”
— — — —
Days gradually progressed with classes and training, and time came to the second Sunday of October.
Today was the day of the G3-Grade Race Desert Royal Cup, and also Han Hime’s first race at Tokyo Racecourse.
Before nine in the morning, a large number of spectators had already gathered inside the racecourse.
Everyone was looking forward to Han Hime once again demonstrating an overwhelming performance, once again crushing other Horse Girl with a huge advantage to win.
“Whoa, so many spectators, Polaris is truly incredible.”
Yuzao Cross and Komiya-san had just entered the venue when the former was astonished by the large crowd.
This was understandable; Polaris Glacier’s race schedule made it difficult for her to go unnoticed, not to mention her overwhelming victories in every race.
Han Hime’s name, through Yukishiro’s reports and the operations of relevant newspapers, had long since reached the ears of most people in the country.
Whether it was the spectators who had known Han Hime from her debut race…
Or the spectators who were later shocked by Han Hime’s strength and thus developed a desire to learn more…
Or the spectators who came with the intention of witnessing, wanting to see Han Hime’s actual performance live…
All gathered at Tokyo Racecourse today, to the point that the number of attendees completely exceeded what a G3-Grade Race should normally have.
The two of them struggled quite a bit to successfully squeeze into a relatively forward position, standing in the grandstand, quietly waiting for the race to begin.
Meanwhile, Matikane, who had sent a message beforehand announcing her attendance.
Was led by Kita no Shori Homare and two bodyguard Horse Girl to a spot also in the grandstand, but with fewer people due to it being reserved by Central Tracen Academy.
Of course, because she was too young, her parents certainly weren't at ease, so they accompanied her.
“Karen also wants to take a photo with Han Hime today; can we stay a bit longer after the race?”
“Hehe, as long as she agrees, there’s no problem.”
“Yay! Thank you, Mom!”
At the same time, in the seats closer to the front of the spectator stands.
Seven Horse Girl of extraordinary temperament sat in a row, conversing with each other.
Their ages could broadly be divided into three tiers: one oldest, four moderate, and two youngest.
From the atmosphere of their interaction, they seemed to be sisters.
Only the eldest sister had begun her full-fledged training, wearing the Central Tracen Academy uniform, subtly exuding a magical aura.
“McQueen, so the Polaris you mentioned was Han Hime.”