After coming to Paris, Rice Shower spent part of her time with Doto and the others. The rest of the time, she spent with the new uma musume she had met here.
They all liked cute things very much. Whenever they had time, they would surround Rice Shower, pat her head, and give her food.
Rice Shower also liked this warm and lively atmosphere. She communicated with them through a mixture of words and gestures.
After staying by Fujiwara Chiya's side, her personality had become much brighter than before. She was no longer the girl who became too nervous to speak when meeting people.
Because of that, she made friends very quickly.
For the Rice Shower of the past, that would have been something she could not even imagine.
She was grateful to her Onii-sama. In her heart, she thanked him countless times.
But spending more time beside her friends meant spending less time beside Chiya.
Rice Shower also wanted to find a chance to get close to him, but faced with those enthusiastic uma musume, she could not easily say it.
This situation continued until that outing.
When Rice Shower went to pick up Fujiwara Chiya, she saw Shirayuki coming out of his room.
There was an atmosphere between the two of them that made it seem as if something had happened.
Rice Shower had once personally heard the sound of Fujiwara Chiya being intimate with someone else. That night had given her quite a shock, and it had also made her impulsive for once. At the amusement park, she had used her tail to tease Chiya.
Afterward, Rice Shower slept while hugging her tail every day.
The sensation left there had been far too clear. Whenever she remembered it, her body would tremble with excitement.
She would lightly bite the tip of her tail and recall that unbearable warmth.
That day, Fujiwara Chiya had promised that he would try to make time for her in the future. Rice Shower had been very happy, because he had never ignored her.
But Rice Shower discovered that instead of waiting for Onii-sama to make promises and slowly fulfil them, it was faster to take action herself.
Children who cried got milk.
If she always stayed a good girl, the most she would receive was Chiya patting her head or letting her sit on his lap.
What else could she get?
He was not proactive at all.
So instead of being a good baby, Rice Shower might as well become a bad girl and attack first.
The last time she did that, she received Onii-sama's attention.
Opportunities had to be fought for.
Since coming here, she had missed too many chances.
There was no dorm inspection. The trainer dormitory only had Onii-sama alone. Yet she had foolishly slept in her own room.
Shirayuki had been clever and slipped into that opening.
Back at Tracen, Shirayuki and Chiya's relationship had still been relatively normal. Sometimes Fujiwara Chiya would help her relax her body, but it had not crossed the line.
But after coming here, the distance between them had begun to close rapidly, like a wild horse that had broken free. There was even a sense of rebounding after being held back for too long.
Rice Shower had accepted that Fujiwara Chiya had relationships with several people. Being loved by so many also proved that her Onii-sama was outstanding.
But Rice Shower would not remain indifferent while watching others approach her Onii-sama.
If she also received his affection, then why could others do things she could not?
Not only could she do them, even the things she was not supposed to do, she would do too.
Rice Shower had already decided to become a bad girl.
No matter what others did with Fujiwara Chiya, she would definitely take it back from Onii-sama afterward.
After arriving at the restaurant with Fujiwara Chiya, Rice Shower sat on his lap and lightly swung her feet.
"Rice, sitting here isn't really…"
"What's wrong, Onii-sama?"
"This is the cafeteria."
Fujiwara Chiya looked around.
Quite a few students were looking in their direction.
Had they ever seen a trainer eating with an uma musume sitting on his lap?
And it was not just eating. Even when it came to training, Chiya's side was unique.
Because of his constitution, Fujiwara Chiya no longer exercised intensely in front of his own uma musume. But if someone stayed too close to him, they could still smell the scent on his body.
Just like Rice Shower now.
Leaning against Fujiwara Chiya, Rice Shower gently twitched her small nose. After smelling something, she pressed her back fully into Chiya's embrace. Turning her head slightly, she breathed in his scent, and a look of intoxicated satisfaction appeared on her face.
Rice Shower had done this before too, but now she seemed even more affected than before. Just smelling him made a faint blush rise on her cheeks.
"Let's eat, Rice."
Parisian uma musume had no resistance to cute things.
Fujiwara Chiya was the same.
Her small body and soft weight stirred his desire to care for her. He patted her head, stopped worrying about the gazes around them, and pulled the plate closer.
"Rice wants apple."
"Here."
Sitting in Fujiwara Chiya's arms, Rice Shower closed her eyes and opened her little mouth. Her soft pink lips drew Chiya's gaze.
He picked up a piece of apple and brought it to her mouth.
"Ahm."
Rice Shower ate it in one bite, lightly brushing against Chiya's fingers as she did.
As though she were eating candy, she lingered for a moment, seeming to savour the taste. Apparently, the apple's flavour could not compare with him.
"Rice, this is the cafeteria…"
Fujiwara Chiya could not help reminding her again.
He felt the gazes of the nearby uma musume gradually becoming sharper.
But Rice Shower did not care.
As if she wanted to memorize his taste, she took her time, carefully enjoying each bite he fed her. During the process, her tail quietly wrapped around his waist, resting there as if to claim her place.
The meal continued like this for a full hour.
A strange empty zone formed around Fujiwara Chiya. As if not wanting to become third wheels, the students around them sat several seats away.
After finally feeding Rice Shower the last bite, Fujiwara Chiya wiped her mouth.
"How was it, Rice? Are you full?"
Fujiwara Chiya had promised to satisfy her selfish requests. So even though Rice Shower had been far clingier than usual, he did not say much.
"Yes!"
She jumped down from Chiya's lap and held his hand.
After the two of them left, the soft pink atmosphere in the cafeteria finally disappeared. The sweet scent in the air also faded.
For some reason, after watching the interaction between Rice Shower and Fujiwara Chiya, those students felt restless. Even the food in their mouths seemed to taste different. Several of them unconsciously bit their spoons.
What exactly did that man taste like?
They wanted to know too.
"Onii-sama, Rice has something to go back for."
"All right. You go ahead."
After parting from Rice Shower, Fujiwara Chiya returned to his dorm.
Shirayuki was sitting on the sofa watching television. Once they had grown used to living with both bodies together, it became difficult to go back. This kind of convenient and comfortable feeling could not be experienced alone.
Fujiwara Chiya took off his clothes and prepared to take a shower.
Rice Shower had made him sweat quite a bit earlier.
But just as Fujiwara Chiya had finished undressing, someone knocked on the door.
Shirayuki's ears twitched. She went over and looked through the peephole.
Then she saw Rice Shower, who had just gone back to her dorm, standing outside again.
She was holding desserts and a small black bag.
Her expression carried a strange determination, as if she had come here certain of victory.