There, not too far away, Petra and her friends could see Lyon in an all-white race uniform on a white horse. Lyon, who sits on a dark brown saddle, looks so focused on the competition. Focus on winning, to be number one this year.
"That's right Chia," Petra said softly.
Seeing Lyon, who is all white today, made Petra smile meaningfully. The smile on Petra's face grew naturally making her look beautiful when her friends saw Petra.
They thought that Petra was looking at Lyon who was very handsome and handsome today. However, for Petra, that Lyon today only reminds himself of his Snow Prince. Ken.
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For some reason, no matter how hard Petra tries to get over Ken, it's not as easy as turning your palm. Ken, is the person who filled Petra's childhood with colorful memories. Ken is someone Petra has considered his brother but has now disappeared as if he was swallowed up by the earth.
Ken, who made Petra feel happy in his monotonous days, was only filled with studying at Finelan first. Ken is also the one who now makes Petra sad.
And when he saw Lyon in the saddle, Lyon who was busy winning the race, Petra could only pray that the arrogant young man would not do the same thing that Ken had done to him. Although in his heart Petra was not sure about this.
Until this second, Lyon had repeatedly hurt Petra with the words Lyon always said. The words that came out of the young man's sweet mouth had subconsciously buried salt in the wound.
"Look at your boyfriend! Which girl who doesn't envy can get a perfect love like a prince," said Rita among the cheers of a tribune, encouraging Lyon.
"You're jealous, right?" shrieked Petra in a tone that didn't mean to offend others. But more like feeling sorry for yourself.
"You could say that. However, we are quite self-conscious. Rather than that, we prefer as Lyon fans. That's the safest way so that our hearts don't get hurt too deep." said Teresa explaining the behavior of those who worship Lyon excessively.
"Yes, it's better that way. Right." Petra sighed more like herself.
Honestly, Petra was jealous of the courage of his friends who were open to his feelings for Lyon. Come to think of it, him with Lyon with the status of a fake girlfriend full of pretense was worse than just cheating on a semester exam. It was harder for Petra to determine his position between fan hatred. Either or both Petra cannot fall into that category.
Petra stood still watching Lyon riding a white horse amidst the noise of the crowd, which turned out to be mostly women. Luckily they are on the VVIP bench so it's not too noisy and makes ears hurt. Still, it could not dampen the furor when Lyon and their horse crossed the finish line as winners.
"Yeay, uncle won again?" shouted Chia hysterically with joy.
In the next second, Chia made a dance-like movement without a clear rhythm. Seeing how excited Chia was over Lyon's victory, the four girls beside him could only laugh at Chia's cute behavior.
"Again?" Petra said absentmindedly, having stopped laughing and holding his stomach in pain.
"You also don't know that Lyon is the number one horse racing athlete in its class?" exclaimed Rita in amazement. His two eyes bulged as if they were about to leave the place in amazement.
"What kind of lover are you Petra? For things like this, you should know already, don't focus too much on studying." Teresa added as if blaspheming Petra but in a funny tone for holding back laughter.
"Hey, don't be like that with Petra. He's from Finelan, and it's only natural that Petra doesn't know about things like that," said Hime trying to defend Petra who now looked confused looking at his friends one by one.
"I'm sorry. I don't know about that. You said right Teresa, I only care about lessons and school. About Lyon and who she is, I don't care even as a boyfriend." Petra sighed softly.
What Petra just said was honesty. Therefore, from now on Petra will try to get to know Lyon. Even though in his heart Petra hated the young man so much. But as her fake boyfriend, Petra shouldn't be ignorant. At least to save yourself at a time like this. Petra felt so stupid that she realized it now.
The racetrack cheered again when performing a competition for the women's class where Lisa stood among the other participants at the starting line holding the bridle of the light brown horse.
The clothes that Lisa wears are the same as those Lyon wore during the race. Levi family's special clothes when participating in horse racing competitions. When Lisa waved her hand to all the audience, Chia shouted hysterically happily again
"Come on, mom will win!" shouted Chia as loud as possible. Of course, her little voice wouldn't reach Lisa's place but Chia still screamed. Petra and her friends could only stand beside Chia and stare at Lisa, praying silently so that Lisa could win the match as Chia hoped.
"Then what about Lisa, can she win?" Petra asked Hime curiously.
"I don't know, usually Lisa was able to reach one of the top three or top five positions in previous years. For this year there are many new players and younger than Lisa. We'll see. Besides Lisa's expertise not at a horse race. But golf, "replied Hime at length.
One of the Hime family members is a competition organizer staff in Lilibel, so it's only natural that Hime can easily get information on race participants. Hime can easily obtain the number of participants, where the participants are from, the names of the participants, and their personal information.
"Will the golf match also be held here?" said Rita, who suddenly joined in the conversation between Hime and Petra.
"…"
"Of course. Tomorrow's the show. The location is across the hill where we are staying. About a kilometer away." explained Hime.
"Fun," exclaimed Rita and Teresa at the same time. One of their fists clenched upward.
-TBC-
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