Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

Wen Jing wasn’t really sure what happened that night, but the only thing she was sure of was that the two of them did not have any negative distance contact.

Life in Canada is pretty good, especially for Wenjing and Haidu, who lived in a local school arranged by Beidi Wuren.

The training of the two went smoothly. Although Haidu was in very good shape, he still failed to win the championship - he lost by one horse length.

In Japan, on the same day, Mi Yu challenged Miura Bourbon again after four and a half months of training. As the second most popular runner-up, she narrowed the gap between herself and Miura Bourbon to one and a half horse lengths.

The two then left Canada and flew directly to the United States.

Since the next game was held at the Santa Anita Stadium in California, the two bought plane tickets to Kentucky in order to visit the mob together first.

Wen Jing had greeted the thugs in advance, and they found the thugs at the airport exit after getting off the plane.

"Thug Senior!"

Wen Jing pulled Hai Du forward, and when she was about to pounce on the thugs, Hai Du pulled her back.

Wen Jing shook her ears, and Haidu held back his laughter and pushed Wen Jing towards the thugs again.

"Thug-senpai, my name is Kaitoshi."

Haidu looked at the thugs and his eyes quickly fell on Wen Jing.

The thug rubbed Wen Jing's head, "Hai City... Xiao Hai who often appears when Wen Jing and I chat is you."

Wen Jing stood on tiptoe and rubbed the thug's hand. She heard the thug continue to say, "The exercise was good. It was a pity that we lost the G2 match in Canada. Are we going to California next?"

Haidu nodded, "The game at the Santa Anita Stadium."

Wen Jing tilted her head and looked at the thugs, her hands grabbing Haidu's clothes, "Will the senior go with us?"

"Of course not, but I will watch the live broadcast."

The thug said, pulling out a key from his pocket, "Are you two living in the school dormitory over there?"

“My family provided us with an apartment not far from the Santa Anita racecourse, and the California Racing Girls Council approved our application to train at the school.”

Wen Jing did not sit in the passenger seat, but huddled in the back seat with Haidu.

The thug glanced through the rearview mirror at the two horse girls who were almost always holding hands, "Then Wen Jing and I will cook together when we get home. We have plenty of ingredients at home."

Wen Jing said there was no problem, and Haidu listened to Wen Jing whispering to her about the deeds of the thugs - even though she had heard it many times.

After arriving at the apartment where the thugs lived, the three horse girls entered the room. The room, which always had the curtains drawn, was much tidier than when Wenjing last visited, although her own bedroom was still very messy.

"The house is a little messy, don't mind it too much, I don't like to clean up."

The thug changed into slippers, brought slippers for the two horse girls, and then collapsed on the sofa.

"If you two want to drink water, just pick it up over there. I was kept busy by the Secretariat all day yesterday..."

The thug pulled Wen Jing over and ruffled her hair. "I'm really exhausted. If you two hadn't come here today, I would probably be lying in bed sleeping now."

Wen Jing hummed, "But I heard from the seniors in the secretariat that you only worked overtime until around nine o'clock yesterday."

"I had to watch a movie when I got back, so naturally I was a little late..."

The thug shrugged. "By the way, Senior Fighter and Senior Seabiscuit told me before that they wanted me to praise you for running well in the Arc de Triomphe."

Wen Jing raised an eyebrow, "Will they also watch the live broadcast of the Arc de Triomphe competition?"

The thug suddenly became proud. "I shared the live broadcast room of the game in the group chat. Of course they will watch it."

Wen Jing held her forehead with her hand, "So that's how it is..."

After chatting for a few more sentences, the topic gradually turned to the relationship between Wen Jing and Hai Dushi under the guidance of the thug. Then the thug gradually understood everything from Hai Dushi's hesitant expression.

However, the thugs did not continue asking questions and returned the topic to daily life with a few words.

The thug made lunch himself. Wen Jing, who originally wanted to help, was pushed out of the kitchen by the thug with her head pressed down, and then she sat on the sofa angrily.

However, the dinner thugs did not stop Wen Jing from entering the kitchen, where she served as the chef.

While Haidu was not in the kitchen, the thug gently poked Wenjing, "Wenjing, is Xiaohai really your girlfriend?"

Wen Jing paused while cutting vegetables. "Although, she did confess her feelings to me, and I didn't reject her, so this should be the case."

The thug nodded thoughtfully, "So...what's the situation with that silent Suzuka?"

"Suzuka? Good friend."

Wen Jing shook her ears, picked up the meat and started cutting it, "Besides, Suzuka is married... and has someone she loves."

"So she likes horse girls too?"

"probably?"

Wen Jing said she didn't know, and felt that it was almost done, so she put the oil in the pan.

The thug stopped asking and quietly found soy sauce and salt for Wen Jing.

"But I'm looking for an opportunity to confess my feelings to Xiao Hai."

Wen Jing was cooking as she spoke, "I always feel like something is missing now."

The thug smiled and said, "With your current relationship, it's okay if you don't express your feelings, right?"

"But after saying it, we will both take this relationship more seriously. I think it is necessary to confess."

Wen Jing added salt, continued to stir-fry for a few more times, and then poured it onto a plate.

The thug patted Wen Jing's head, picked up the plate and walked out - this was the last dish.

The table was already full. After the thug who went to serve the rice sat down, Wen Jing subconsciously said, "I'm eating," and then the three of them began to finish the food.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was quite good, and Wenjing was still the one who ate the most.

“It seems like I’ve done too much.”

Wen Jing touched her chin and looked at the leftovers on the table. "To be honest, I'm full."

The thug and Haidu didn't say anything. After Wen Jing finished the last small portion in her bowl, they cleared the dishes on the table together.

After clearing the dishes, Wen Jing and Hai Dushi were responsible for washing them, while the thugs stuffed the leftovers into the refrigerator.

"It would be a waste if we throw it away if it's so delicious. We can still eat it tomorrow anyway."

The thugs said so.

Wen Jing and Hai Du left at noon the next day, and the thugs sent them to the airport.

After arriving in California, the two horse girls headed towards the location Wen Jing received.

The apartment was large, but there was no obvious dust. The kitchen was already filled with various ingredients and the kitchen utensils were quite complete.

Both were quite satisfied. After throwing their suitcases in the living room, they headed straight to California Horse Girls Academy, noting down a few restaurants that looked delicious along the way.

After walking around the school, the two returned to the apartment. After dinner, Wen Jing curled up on the sofa to chat and watch videos. The popularity of this year's Arc de Triomphe competition is still very high.

Haidu is working with Yaxian on a symbolic communication training program, which was drawn up by Wenjing and her trainer, whose surname is Li.

They still took a bath separately, only when it was very late or someone suggested it would they take a bath together. When Wen Jing came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, Hai Du was already lying in the room.

Wen Jing thought... didn't think at all, and walked straight towards Haidu City.

"Little sea?"

Wen Jing's voice was very low, and Haidu did not respond, so Wen Jing climbed directly onto the bed and got into the quilt.

Cricket Pupa came to Kaitoshi, popped her head out and looked at Kaitoshi who had his back to her, and silently hugged the horse girl who was also not wearing pajamas.

Her somewhat cold body touched Haidu's warm body because he was wrapped in the quilt. Wen Jing pressed herself and Haidu together for a while, "Good night~"