“You guys… you’ve worked hard.”

Lu Jue felt that the two of them were looking at him with ill intent, especially Seiun Sky.

He probably knew that the jar of vinegar had been overturned again.

“It’s really tiring. We’ve been rehearsing for so long and haven’t even eaten. Our Trainer has probably already made food for the other Uma Musume~” Seiun Sky’s words were full of a subtle, passive-aggressive tone from the start.

“The cafeteria food is still quite good,” Silent Suzuka inadvertently glanced at the jacket on Uralala, then looked again, unsure.

She realized she had underestimated Uralala a little.

So Seiun Sky isn’t the biggest rival… Uralala is!

“Silence Suzuka, why are you looking at Uralala?” Uralala didn’t notice, and instead put her hands into her sleeves and pulled up the zipper.

It suddenly felt a little cold for a moment, so she decided to put on the clothes properly.

The Trainer’s clothes were really warm, and they had the Trainer’s scent…

Thinking this, Uralala lowered her head slightly and, as if possessed, lightly sniffed.

But… it still couldn’t compare to the warmth of the Trainer’s hug.

“It’s nothing,” Silent Suzuka withdrew her gaze.

Sure enough, Uralala was provoking her, right!?

However, she didn’t aim her spear at Uralala, but instead pointed it at… Lu Jue!

This scoundrel…

Lu Jue felt something, oh no, it seems to be directed at him!

He quickly explained, “It’s an employee benefit, but I haven’t eaten yet. I rushed over to watch your rehearsal as soon as possible.”

“I didn’t even ask if Trainer had eaten yet~ Oh, never mind, never mind.”

Lu Jue could only say helplessly, “Little Seiun, why don’t you name your condition?”

“Condition? Trainer wouldn’t think the condition would be to ask you to eat with us, would he?”

Lu Jue was momentarily speechless. Should he accompany them… or not?

“Let’s hold off on the condition for now. I’ve made plans with a friend to eat out.” Seiun Sky felt like she had gained something.

“Alright, alright, you decide.”

As soon as Lu Jue finished speaking, Silent Suzuka’s dry cough came.

“Cough cough… Lu Jue-jun, I suddenly feel a bit cold.” She could only clumsily follow Seiun Sky’s pace, hoping to gain some advantage.

“I didn’t bring it.”

“Silence Suzuka-senpai, is this your jacket?” Behind Silent Suzuka, a red-haired girl with twin pigtails caught up, holding a jacket in her hand.

Lu Jue watched this scene with interest, and Seiun Sky showed a meaningful expression.

“Eh? Nice Nature… Thank you.” Silent Suzuka chuckled as she took the jacket, a little unwilling to turn around and face Lu Jue again.

“You’re welcome. And this is?” Nice Nature looked at Lu Jue and asked with confusion.

Although Lu Jue was a teacher, he wasn’t the only one teaching the same course, so it was normal for Nice Nature not to recognize him.

“Hello, I am Silent Suzuka’s Trainer, Lu Jue, and also a teacher at the academy.”

Lu Jue hadn’t expected to meet “Nice Nature” (Excellent Quality) for the first time here, nor “Mambo” (Poetry Opera) before her.

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Source: Internet, deleted if infringing

But why did Nice Nature feel like she had done something bad as soon as she appeared? She had made Silent Suzuka beside him completely silent.

Now it was truly Silent Suzuka.

“Oh, hello.” Nice Nature responded politely, then looked at Silent Suzuka again, “The jacket has been delivered, so I’ll be going now.”

“Okay, goodbye.” Lu Jue responded directly on behalf of Silent Suzuka.

After Nice Nature left, Lu Jue whispered, “Didn’t you say you didn’t bring a jacket? Then what is this? Could it be that you danced so much you became silly and don’t even know if you brought a jacket?”

“Lu Jue-jun…” Silent Suzuka lowered her voice in shame and anger, her hands, hidden beneath the jacket, clenching tightly.

This was too, too embarrassing…

Lu Jue also knew when to stop and realized he couldn’t tease Silent Suzuka anymore, or she would die of embarrassment. “Alright, I owe you another massage.”

“During the massage… I want to eat tofu pudding and drink tea.”

“Deal, deal.”

After Lu Jue finished speaking, he immediately turned to face Seiun Sky and Uralala. “Uralala still has to wait for Special Week, and Seiun should be going back to shower now, right?”

“Yes, I can’t let my friend wait too long.” Seiun Sky checked the time; it was indeed getting late, so she said goodbye to everyone and left.

“Silence Suzuka, what about you? Are you also waiting for Special Week?”

“Mm.”

“Then I’ll wait with you for a while longer.”

Before long, it was Tokai Teio and Special Week’s turn to rehearse.

Tokai Teio was the center of attention on stage, shining brightly. Compared to the small karaoke room from before, this stage was clearly more suitable for her, and she could let loose even more.

Even Lu Jue, who knew nothing about dancing, seemed to be able to feel the difference between Tokai Teio’s dance moves and those of the other Uma Musume.

As for Special Week, she was already very impressive now, not only with fluid movements but also with excellent facial expression management.

…

By the time the rehearsal ended, it was already 7:30 PM.

The usually bustling cafeteria was much quieter, but the five of them, each with their trays, gathered together and ate with relish.

Uralala forgot to return the jacket to Lu Jue, and Lu Jue had obviously forgotten about it too.

Upon reaching the dormitory, it was her roommate King Halo who asked, puzzled, “Uralala, why are you wearing such oversized clothes?”

Uralala’s hands couldn’t even reach out of the sleeves, and they swung as she walked.

“Oh, I didn’t bring my jacket today. This is the Trainer’s; I forgot to return it.”

“I see.” King Halo nodded and didn’t ask any more questions.

“Huanhuan, is there hot water? I want to take a shower.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

…

Upon entering the bathroom, Uralala suddenly stopped in place.

She cautiously glanced at King Halo, who was still doing other things, then buried her head and lightly sniffed again.

Before, it was unintentional… this time it was conscious, so of course she felt shy.

Lu Jue’s scent hadn’t faded much, but it was now mixed with her own fragrance.

Uralala took off the jacket, initially intending to put it in the washing machine, but then she hung it up instead.

What was going on? She suddenly didn’t want to return it to Lu Jue.

No, no, she still had to return it.

After showering, Uralala would hand wash it and then return it.

…

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