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𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗣𝗢𝗩 | 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟭𝟴
"Good work, Hikari-san!" The team greeted after winning another racing competition.
"You guys did well too, please take care of my baby, 'kay?" I asked with enthusiasm as I pat my precious race car.
It's been almost 9 months since I debuted as a professional racer and I never lost once.
I'm not as famous as my sister Hoshi nor as rich as Clover but at least I'm both.
I have gained so many benefactors throughout my career and I just can't stop laughing at how they spend many digits on me. I should try to lose once to see their reaction.
But, nah, I hate losing. Let's just keep the records as zero loss.
I was happily skipping towards my tent when I saw a familiar pink-headed man sitting on my chair. It seemed like he didn't notice me and was in a daze so I thought of something.
"Boo!" I said to surprise him and it worked like always. I just chuckled and teased him for the look on his face.
"Hey, don't tell me your high when you came here?" I asked with my arms crossed.
"I'm not." He said with a sigh.
"Then what's wrong?" I asked and sat on his lap comfortably since to be fair, he was sitting on my seat.
