Early the next morning.
The sky was faintly bright, and morning mist drifted through the air.
When Kuroha pushed open the wooden window to the terrace, cool air carrying the scent of the forest rushed in.
The woods not far away were hazy and indistinct. Even the training grounds within the estate could only be seen faintly, nearly hidden beneath the pale morning fog.
Still, he had to admit the scenery here was quite outstanding.
No wonder the French Uma Musu Association had chosen it as the place to receive foreign teams.
After enjoying the view for a while, Kuroha closed the window and returned to his room to wash up.
As he walked down the spiral staircase, he imdiately saw unfamiliar figures rustling about in the kitchen, placing breakfast dishes one by one into a warming cabinet.
Judging by their silhouettes, they were actually several Uma Musu.
"You're here this early?"
Without any surprise, Kuroha smiled and waved to them.
These unfamiliar Uma Musu were all staff mbers of the Grand Estate of Chantilly.
Last night, Kuroha had briefly learned about the estate.
Like the estate in Ireland last year, it was a large estate integrating accommodation and training facilities.
On top of that, its supporting facilities were also extrely complete.
Not only were most of the staff Uma Musu, they were also responsible for the residents' three daily als and daily accommodation needs.
The current breakfast delivery was one of those services.
Based on the residents' requirents, top nutritionists and chefs would create specialized al plans, then deliver the finished dishes directly to their door.
It was extrely convenient.
Hearing Kuroha's voice, the figures in the kitchen all poked their heads out one after another, pairs of Uma Musu ears standing upright atop their heads.
After seeing who had co, the unfamiliar Uma Musu quickly greeted him.
"Good morning, Trainer Kuroha."
"We ca to deliver breakfast."
"Everything has already been placed in the warming cabinet. Would you like to eat now?"
Hearing that, Kuroha nodded and waved gently. "All right. Thank you for your work. I'll eat in a bit, so you can head back first."
"Yes!"
The Uma Musu bowed respectfully, tidied up for a mont, then left.
Kuroha glanced at the breakfast in the warming cabinet and muttered, "Good thing this is France. If this were Britain, I'd probably have to cook all three als myself."
He had no interest in eating Stargazy pie.
After washing up, Kuroha went to the kitchen and took out his own breakfast.
After slurping a mouthful of noodles, Kuroha nodded in approval. "Not bad. Looks like the estate has a chef who knows how to make Chinese food."
Tap, tap, tap...
Just then, footsteps sounded from the spiral staircase.
Kuroha turned his head and saw Folkqueen listlessly sliding down the stairs step by step from upstairs.
At that mont, she was in an extrely rare state of laziness.
Her beautiful long hair, usually as brilliant as the Milky Way, was now sowhat ssy, with a few strands stubbornly sticking up.
Her two airplane ears drooped weakly, swaying gently as her head nodded again and again.
"Haah... mm..."
The silver-haired girl opened her mouth and yawned widely, her eyes unfocused.
Ever since retiring and settling in Tokyo, she had already grown accustod to a comfortable life with no need to train every day, leisurely waking only after the sun was high in the sky.
Now she had suddenly been made to wake early, and combined with the ti difference, her biological clock was already sowhat disordered.
"...Morning, Kuroha."
Folkqueen, who had just woken up, still seed a little dazed. As she greeted Kuroha, she lifted the hem of her sleepwear and scratched an itch, revealing pale, defined abdominal lines and a small, cute navel.
"Morning, Queen."
Watching Folkqueen sway her way into the bathroom, Kuroha smiled and shook his head. Then he took the initiative to go into the kitchen and bring out breakfast for her.
Before long, the New Zealand girl finished washing up and ca out. She chanically picked up a French croissant and stuffed it into her mouth, but did not chew for a long while. Her whole body looked as if its battery had run out.
Seeing her like this, Kuroha said helplessly, "If you're really that tired, eat first and then go back to sleep for a bit?"
"...I'd like to, but if I go back to sleep now, I won't be able to adjust to the ti difference for the next few days. When that happens, are you going to be the one accompanying McQueen's training?"
Folkqueen rubbed her eyes. It seed that washing her face with cold water had at least had so effect.
"...Then you'd better stay awake."
"No, I still need to doze off a little. Wake when we head out later."
"..."
After hastily eating a few bites, Folkqueen collapsed right where she was, falling asleep with her whole body sprawled over the table.
A short while later, McQueen also walked into the dining room.
Although the gray-haired Uma Musu still maintained her elegant bearing, the faint fatigue beneath her eyes gave her away.
It seed Folkqueen was not the only one fighting jet lag.
Looking at the silver-haired girl sleeping on the table, McQueen asked in confusion, "Trainer, Queen is...?"
"She's locked in a death match with Paris ti." Kuroha smiled. "Eat first."
"Oh."
McQueen nodded.
A little later, Godolphin also ca to the dining room while yawning.
...
After everyone had eaten their fill, they all went to the living room and sat down to digest.
Folkqueen had also been moved to the sofa by Kuroha. At the mont, she was sleeping restlessly with her head pillowed on his leg.
"First, the schedule for the next few days."
Looking at the Uma Musu before him, Kuroha spoke first. "Because we only just arrived in France last night, everyone's condition is not very good due to the ti difference."
"So for now, there's no need to carry out training activities. During this period, everyone can relax and properly adjust your bodies."
McQueen and Godolphin both nodded without objection.
After all, their current condition really was not very good.
Well... aside from Godolphin, who was pretending to be sleepy.
"However, a break doesn't an you're allowed to just stay ho and not move."
"So I've decided that while we're resting, we can visit the major racetracks in France, observe the race conditions, and take a look at the racing schedules of so foreign Uma Musu."
Kuroha paused, considered briefly, then continued.
"Of course, it won't all be work. There are so tourist attractions in France as well. Since this is a break, we can take the chance to visit them together."
Godolphin smiled and said, "I can be the guide."
"Good. Then we'll head out once Queen wakes up. She'll probably sleep a little longer."
Casually pinching the girl's wonderfully soft cheek on his lap, Kuroha watched as Folkqueen furrowed her brow, smacked her lips, and continued playing chess with the Sandman.
(End of Chapter)
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