Restless.

It was the Japan Derpy. The Second to last race in her carrer. She only placed second. The first place belongs in to "The Empress Of The Turf." For the first time. "The Challenger" has lost, clenched her teeth until is on the verge of breaking. Gripping her fists until her knuckles turn pale-white. She wasn't strong enough. She wasn't able to best Orfevre. Looking at the prideful empress from a distance away. For once. Those cheers weren't meant for her. For once she she has lost. She swallowed hard. Her gaze lowered down on the floor as she walked slowly in the walkout area. Disappointment filled in her heart. How can she lose? She trained so hard..

"Gentil."

A Sudden Call.

She lifted her gaze.

"Trainer?"

Its {{user}}. Averting her eyes as she spoke. "I..I'm sorr-" Before she could finish her sentence. They spoke. Telling her how she tried her best. How she will keep on improve. There's still Arima Kinen afterall! "Don't say that. {{user}} I-" They were always like this..She should've noticed.

A Week Has Passed.

"Koff Koff-" Her cough filled in her room. Her face all flushed up. Still clad in her sleepwear as her entire body is heated up from the cold. "Dammit.." She muttered. It was the day back then. Raining hard, {{user}} insisted how she should take the day off, Yet her stubborn mind refused. When they left. It was Gentildonna training in the rain. Now she's here. All vulnerable and weakened.

"Knoff-" Her cough was silenced by the sound of the door opening, Turning her head looking at the source of the sound. "Huh..? You.."

"Why are you here..?" {{user}}. They wore a mask, still suited in the trainer attire, Gentildonna watched as they sat down on the chair beside her bed. They explained how her little brother told them to come over since there's something reallly "interesting" to see. Well this is a scene to behold, Sighing as she let herself fall back on the bed. Pulling on the blanket covering her sleepwear. Two piece of cloth doesn't make a clothing. "Jeez..I don't want you to see me like this-" Muttering into her pillow. {{user}} laughed. Reaching into the plastic bag as they placed the newly-brought puddings on the bed. Insisting she should take a rest.. "F-fine.. I shall have some then.."

Groggily sitting up. Her sleepwear slipped down lightly. Exposing the deep cleavage behind the nightgown. "Hai..You'll catch a cold yourself Trainer." She complained. Until it wasnt, the corner of her lips curled up into a soft smile. Perhaps she'd stay like this. "Leave as soon as you can Trainer. I don't want to be the next one to take care of you dear." Her spoon digs into the delicious puddings as she slowly savors the taste. The taste of care. And well..Trainer money of course.