LGfM 32 Archery

Lyon's words just now more like ordering Petra in a very subtle way than telling Petra to go all the way from Lyon or some other ridiculous thing. And all of that is none other than not only because of Chia's existence.

Lyon personally doesn't have any interest in Petra today. Horse racing is his top priority now. Once again, this time Lyon cannot ignore his duties as the successor of the Levi family at today's horse racing event. His male pride would be hurt if Lyon fled the battlefield.

"Of course not. Besides, how could I have the heart to let Chia sit alone like a lost child, while her mother and uncle are busy participating in competitions, don't you think?" Petra replied, having no other choice as to if the parents of little girl Chia couldn't afford to hire a private nanny to look after her only precious child. As if Petra was the only human who could be counted on to take care of Chia today.

"That's right. Just like what I expected from the best scholarship recipients at Metropol High School." Lyon sarcastically raised his thumbs that were wrapped in leather gloves right in front of Petra's face. Then Lyon left Petra and Chia towards the end of the stable where his white horse was waiting to be invited to race.

Not long ago, the two girls of different ages were still enjoying the Levi family's pet horses. They followed all parts of the stable until they reached the exit without realizing it. Meanwhile, Lyon must immediately prepare for their race outside the cage.

The stables as wide as a football field are filled with horses specially selected for the horses that will be participating in the competition. While the stable next to it contained common horses and several ponies. Chia leads Petra to a horse stable filled with ponies. Or rather as Chia's pet pony.

More than five minutes on foot, they arrived at Chia's favorite pony, whose room turned out to be in the far corner of the building. Petra got wet with sweat because the weather today was so hot, it was not as usual when it was cloudy and then it rained.

"The name of this pony is Rainbow, Sis. Petra. Isn't it beautiful?" said Chia cheerfully.

Chia enthusiastically stroked her white pony fur with a few black spots on the hind legs.

"Yes, it's so pretty like a cloud pony from a fairy tale," said Petra giving praise to Chia, and replied with a crisp laugh that came out of Chia's tiny mouth.

"Does brother Petra want a pony too?" Chia offered suddenly.

For a moment, Petra could only stare at Chia's innocent face in front of him.

Even though Petra knew very well how rich the Levi family was, he never expected the slightest bit of profit. Except for Lyon. But that happened because of the super ridiculous agreement that tied Petra and until this moment he regrets it.

"May I?" said Petra half-jokingly. Petra only intends to treat Chia's happy chatter without being serious.

"Of course. Look at that sis! There is Chia's second favorite brown horse after Pelangi. If you want, you can adopt Petra's brother." said Chia still in a cheerful tone.

Again, Petra could not stop thinking about the little girls in front of him. How could Chia talk about a living creature like a pony like a toy that can be given when the owner is bored or wants to give to someone else happy.

According to Petra's calculations, the price of a brown pony like the one Chia had just shown him was very expensive. Not to mention the monthly maintenance costs, rent a place in stable and other expenses that Petra is sure will cost a lot of money.

"No need Chia. You were just kidding. Besides, you don't have time to come here and take care of her." refuse Petra gently.

Petra carefully tried to find suitable words to refuse Chia's unreasonable gift.

"Brother, don't have to do anything. Let the caretaker of Berto take care of the pony." Rebut Chia shook her head at high speed. As a result, the hair on Chia's head flew.

"It's still Chia. I can't accept it. I'm sorry." said Petra, still refusing.

The most difficult thing for Petra was saying the words of rejection to Chia. But what can I do, it also doesn't make sense if Petra has to take care of a pony even if it's just a formality of ownership without proof.

Agreements with young children are better than those with adults. Because with young children who sometimes quickly forget what they just said. In stark contrast to the young man who did not intend to make Petra's life pass in peace even if only for one day.

"Ah .. it turns out Miss Petra also came here, apparently." said a familiar voice in Petra's ear.

The voice came from not far from where Petra and Chia were standing in front of the pony stable. A well-built, middle-aged man who looked like an athlete looked at Petra gently.

The man was Petra's archery coach in archery class when he accompanied Lyon to practice archery a few weeks ago.

…

Petra never knew the name of the archery coach from the archery club he joined when accompanying Lyon a few weeks ago. But when she heard what this person said, Petra could tell immediately that he was the same person. As an archery trainer with a very distinctive deep and authoritative voice.

Petra greeted the coach with great respect. Come over to her, stand closer before answering the coach's words.

"Yes, sir coach. I came with friends to go on vacation and happened to meet the Levi family," said Petra politely. A friendly smile was also greeted with a smile by the trainer.

"…"

"I see. Then what about Miss Petra's left hand, is it feeling better?" asked the coach attentively. Not forgetting to keep your eyes peeled for the white cast covering Petra's left hand. Smile meaningfully.

-TBC-

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