When Senai, Aihan and Ayma were taken to the stables, the horses and whitegees were taken out of the stables and taken care of by the Shep family.

He brushes and brushes his body with a long brush pattern, combs and brushes his teeth and hooves with tentacles and hair, and brushes his teeth and hooves with gash... The horses and whitegees narrow their eyes in such a way that they feel comfortable as they become all over the Shep family.

The horses and whitegees taking care of it that way were licking around whether they were going to give it back or whether they cared about the Shep clans with a long tongue, even this... are you used to it the Shep clans were smiling and taking it.

"Shea!"

"Guri!"

When they arrived in front of such a stables, Senai and the others called their names... Shiya, the white hairy horse who was called by her name, and Gris, the grey hairy horse, pinned her ears and raised her face, instead of a high voice about whether she intended to reply.

"Bayers!"

Loser and when I raise my voice like that, Bayers, the brunette horse, glances at me half-eyed... then exhales a sigh so loud that it echoes all around him.

... I haven't been able to take care of him very well, and the status quo I haven't been able to get on well, maybe I can't help that attitude... but when I'm bitterly laughing at something I can't handle any more, the Shep clans stop that hand and get away from the horse's side and the horses go under their respective masters.

Shea goes under Senai.

Gris goes under ihan.

... and Bayers, under my feet, reluctantly.

Being so relieved that you don't like me, but you don't even hate me, Bayers pushes his body toward me and stares at me with his eyes and says, "Look, stroke me".

Shiya and Gri are also talking about "stroking" as they bow their heads so that Senai and the others can reach them... Me, Senai and Ihan and Ayma on Senai's shoulders stroking the horses and doing it, a shining golden haired horse... Ayma the Horse, who will never allow anyone to ride on its back for any reason other than to take care of him, comes here in graceful footsteps.

Aesia, who was always just staring at the people around her with a tight eye, glances at me, Senay and Aihan as usual, and then... sends some soft gaze toward Aima.

"Huh? That? Is that me?

When Emma, perplexed by that gaze, raises her voice like that, Aesia drips her head in front of Emma's eyes as if she were telling her to get on... Emma looks at us a little bit, then jumps on that head with a nasty attitude.

In response to Ayma on her head, who was supposed to stand between her ear and ear, Ayma said, "Grab an ear or a temper" by moving that ear slightly... When Ayma grabs the temper firmly and then calms her hips, Ayma looks up and makes her proud to say, "Me, get a rider," too.

I don't know what we shouldn't have done or what was good about Emma, but if that's how you get someone on board... and as I laugh bitterly, Ethia starts to move her legs forward and Emma makes that eye gleam on her first horseback ride.

"Wow! Wow!

Riding a horse feels different than riding a person's shoulder or head again!!

When Aima, who speaks up like that, tilts its body, Aisia advances her legs toward the one who tilts it.

I don't have a reins or saddle so it looks unstable...... but Emma seems to be cleverly ridden and Aesia seems to be fully concerned about Emma, so to the extent of walking lightly it seems to be perfectly fine.

"... Assuming you wear a saddle, will it be around the top of your head, of the leather belt that holds your horse title in place?

If you want to ride in the future, you need to... "

When I grumbled about such a thing, a young man of the Shep clan who had refrained at my feet,

"I will tell Master Arner!

And so he rushes toward our yurt.

Then the young man, who rushed back without putting so much time aside and exhaled roughly, gives us a good posture and a report.

"They say saddles the size of Mr. Ayma are easy to make!

They're going to look at their spare time and make it! They can do it in roughly a couple of days!

In response to that report, Ayma, who was enjoying herself fully thinking about horseback riding, said, "Wow! I cheered and then let Aesia run with joy... and let her jump its body all over its head with her glasses suppressed.

That's how he shakes that little body to the full, and then Emma comes back here... squeezing out her voice fluttering and shaking her body if she's turned her eyes.

"... well, apparently it's impossible to make him run.

You don't have to worry about falling off if you have a fixture on your saddle...... this wobble is not going to stand.

That's why I ask you to let the horses walk slowly when you're with Diaz, Senay, Aihan and me... "

"Oh, yeah, I get it."

"Yes!"

"Okay -!

When me and Senay say so, Emma exhales in relief... and falls asleep over Aesia's head.

"... you okay?

You can practice horseback riding in the village without going to the woods today, okay?

Seeing how Emma is like that, when I ask her that, Emma replies with a thin voice, "It's okay ~".

And I'm not strong enough to know if Aesia's going to be responding to me too, and she's staring at me.

That gaze is "Don't lick me" or "I can take that much care of you" or something like that... I actually keep Emma asleep, in careful footsteps, and show her on foot without shaking Emma.

If I could do such a clever imitation, I would have done it from the beginning, and I nodded that Amma and Aesia would have liked it... once I stuck the battle axe I was in charge on the ground, I turned my foot toward the stables where the horse equipment was kept to saddle the Bayers.