"Rachel!"
"..."
"Rachel! I'm done!"
Thomas pulled Rachel's skirt and shouted loudly.
"I memorized everything!"
Rachel then looked at Thomas over the newspaper.
"Oh, you're done."
Although Thomas had already called several times, Rachel was so absorbed in the newspaper that she had just heard his call and hurriedly closed it.
"Then shall we take the test?"
"Um... but Rachel."
"Yes?"
"...Do you feel bad?"
"Huh? No. Why would you think so?"
Rachel hurriedly shook her head, as if puzzled by Thomas' question.
"But you look tired. Your eyes are like this."
Thomas said, rubbing my eyes with both hands. Thomas looked up at her with worried eyes, and Rachel shook her head once more.
"Really? I'm not tired, but I slept late yesterday, so I'm a little sleepy."
"Rachel, you should go to bed early. It is not good to sleep late."
"Yeah, I'm going to bed early today."
Rachel smiled, embarrassed, that she had caused concern, and raised her hand to touch her eye.
"Now, let's take a test."
Rachel changed the subject by touching Thomas's head, but he still looked at her, as if he was still unsure of something.
"Yes... "
Thomas pouted as if he didn't like Rachel messing up his hair, then nodded.
***
When Rachel and Thomas came down from the hill after a day of study, the autumn sun was still shining brightly in the sky.
After studying hard, today's class ended earlier than usual.
But for some reason, Thomas didn't seem to enjoy studying at all.
"The sun is still shining, but I don't want to go already. I want to play at Rachel's house longer."
"Do you want to do that?"
"Yes."
Thomas grabbed Rachel's empty hand, not holding a picnic basket, and twisted his body shyly.
"Okay, then let's do it."
"Yes! It's gonna be fun."
Rachel thought for a moment, then nodded her head. She couldn't refuse the child's request at the sight of Thomas's cute tone and gestures.
Besides, she enjoyed spending time with the cute Thomas, so she thought for a moment if she might have a snack for the child at her house.
"Huh? Horse!"
At that moment, Thomas raised his hand and pointed it somewhere.
Rachel's gaze followed Thomas's finger.
A black horse was really standing where the child's finger was pointing.
When she confirmed the horse, Rachel could understand at once what Thomas was surprised about.
Even from a distance, the well-balanced, muscular body black horse that reflected sunlight as if it had been applied with oil were not something you would see in this small town.
