Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

"Sorry sir, we are already closed."

In the dim cake shop, the clerk stood behind the glass window and said to the man wearing a black hood.

"Birthday Cake."

The man didn't speak, he just repeated what he wanted.

There was light rain falling in the black sky outside the store, and the sound of raindrops falling on the ground echoed softly.

"Sir, we are already closed."

The clerk repeated impatiently.

"Just touch some cream..."

There was some pleading in the man's tone.

"...how many inches do you need?"

The clerk did not refuse again, but picked up a new pair of plastic gloves again and asked the man.

"How much."

“10寸的5000日元，8寸的4200，6寸的…”

"6 inches."

"The 6-inch ones are no longer available."

The man was silent for a moment.

"8 inches."

"alright, please wait."

The clerk turned around and walked into the baking room, while the man stood at the door with his head lowered, saying nothing or doing anything.

He just stood quietly in the small store with his black hood blocking his eyes, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

After about 5 minutes, the clerk came out of the bakery and put the cake into a gift box.

"Whose birthday is it today?"

The man was habitually silent again, and after a long time he answered.

"No one has a birthday."

The clerk was stunned.

"Oh...then I won't write any blessings."

The clerk packed up the cake and put in some paper plates and forks.

"No, you won't need those."

"Ok sir."

Taking out the cake fork, the clerk tied the gift box and handed the cake to the man.

"Your cake, sir."

"…Thanks."

The man took the cake and turned around and slowly walked out of the store.

Raindrops were falling on the man's body. Although he wore a hood so that his head wouldn't get wet, he could still feel the cold.

He opened the cake, picked up a pair of forks, and ate it while walking in the rain.

A somewhat sweet and creamy taste reverberated in his mouth, but the man did not feel happy.

A street lamp stood on the side of the road. The light shone in the dark front, even though it was a little weak. The pupils under the man's hood were finally exposed.

It was a pair of dark pupils that were lifeless and looked extremely weak.

"Drip!"

The sound of a motorcycle came from behind, but the man didn't pay attention. Anyway, he couldn't pretend to be himself on the sidewalk.

Besides, it might as well be killed...

The sound of the locomotive getting closer and closer, but the speed of the locomotive also became slower and slower until it reached the man.

"Miyano?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Miyano Ryoshi turned his head and looked at the people on the motorcycle.

Sir Liu sat on the car with an awning and looked at him.

"…You got the wrong person."

Miyano Ryoshi turned his head and accelerated forward with the cake in hand.

When Sir Liu saw Miyano Ryoshi wanting to leave, he did not force him to get into the car. He just took out the umbrella that was placed on the motorcycle.

Pushing the car to the sidewalk, he got out of the car, pushing the car with one hand and holding an umbrella with Miyano Ryoshi walking on the roadside.

Feeling the feeling of being hit by raindrops disappear, Miyano Ryoshi turned his head again and looked at Sir Liu aside.

"...You don't have to worry about me."

Sir Liu smiled and said,

"If you don't want me to keep holding the umbrella like this, get in the car and we'll go back quickly."

"... "

Miyano Ryoshi looked at Sir Liu, and then nodded gently.

"bring it on."

Passing the umbrella to Miyano Ryoshi, Liu Sir wiped the wet back seat with his clothes and let Miyano Ryoshi sit down.

"Ready."

"…Um."

Sir Liu asked Miyano Ryoshi to hold on to himself and then slowly accelerated and quickly drove back to Treson.

Trainers' dormitory

Parking the motorcycle in the shed of the trainers' dormitory, Sir Liu and Ryoshi Miyano walked into Ryoshi Miyano's dormitory under umbrellas.

"Just send it here."

Miyano Ryoshi glanced at Sir Liu from top to bottom.

"Your clothes are all wet."

"nothing."

What did Sir Liu think of when he looked at the cake Miyano Ryoshi was holding in his hands.

"By the way, go back to your dormitory and wait for me."

"Um…?"

"You go back and change your clothes first. I'll be right back. Can you wait for me for about an hour?"

"…it is good."

Watching Sir Liu running back to the nearby dormitory building with an umbrella, Miyano Ryoshi showed a long-lost smile, then turned around and got on the elevator to change clothes as Sir Liu said.

Miyano Ryoshi changed his clothes and looked at his messy room. Since the death of Jet Jet, he had not cleaned any other place except the bedroom full of memories...

He picked up the broom and cleaned his dormitory again.

He piled all the garbage on the balcony. Fortunately, Sir Liu didn't come very quickly, otherwise it would have been bad for him to see his dirty room.

Just then there was a knock on the door.

"The door is unlocked, it was left for you..."

Opening the door, Sir Liu was holding a box and a bag.

"Happy birthday!"

Miyano Ryoshi stood at the door and looked at Sir Liu with wide eyes.

How did Sir Liu know...

Seeing Miyano Ryoshi's confused expression, Liu Sir smiled and explained.

"I just saw you holding a cake in your hand and I was wondering if today is your birthday. I went to the official training camp website to check and it was true."

"I happened to have a cake at home, so I thought I'd bring it over for you to try."

Sir Liu smiled and told this lie. He just used it for an hour. This is what he made now.

"…Thanks."

"I don't know what you like. I brought some grapefruits for you to try."

"Thanks."

"Thanks."

"Why do you want to imitate me?"

"Why do you want to imitate me?"

Watching Sir Liu imitate his appearance, Miyano Ryoshi laughed in front of Sir Liu for the first time.

Walking into Miyano Lingzhi's dormitory, Sir Liu helped Miyano Lingzhi open the box, which contained a chocolate cake.

After all, I made it in a hurry and it wasn't that exquisite, but in Miyano Ryoshi's eyes it was much better than the one I bought at the cake shop.

The two of them stood next to the table that Miyano Ryoshi had just cleaned, and Sir Liu took out a pack of matches from his bag.

"...?"

Miyano Ryoshi turned to look at Sir Liu in confusion.

"How can a birthday cake be without candles?"

While talking, Sir Liu picked up a match and stuck it on the cake. He took out the lighter and pressed the misfire a few times before lighting the match.

Walking to the door, turning off the lights, Sir Liu applauded.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

Miyano Ryoshi closed his eyes when Liu Sir's voice sounded. He was the first person to wish him life after the death of Jet...

At the beginning, Jet also sang a birthday song to himself, made wishes with him, and then hugged him and ate birthday cake...

I still remember that she used her fingers to scrape the cream from the corner of her mouth and eat it...

Miyano Ryoshi closed his eyes. On the surface, he seemed to be making a wish, but in fact, he was recalling every moment between himself and the girl, with tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

…let me see the Jets again.

He made such a wish.

When he opened his eyes, Miyano Ryoshi's eyes were already filled with tears, and he was silently happy and sad.

Sir Liu didn't say anything, just handed over a piece of toilet paper as he did when the two met for the first time, giving it to the other person to cover up his sadness.

Taking the toilet paper and wiping the wound in his heart, Miyano Ryoshi could feel that he was slowly starting to get over the pain of Jet's death.

He didn't know if this was right. The girl loved him so much, but he could stop being depressed and move towards a new life after the girl's death...

He has some doubts about his long-held feelings for the girl. He just can't let go of the past, but he doesn't want to live up to the enlightenment that Sir Liu has done for him now.

Miyano Ryoshi raised his head and looked at the ceiling, then lowered his head and blew out the candles.

The firelight dissipated in the darkness, and Sir Liu turned on the light, illuminating the room with light.

"Let's cut the cake!"

"…Um!"