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That was a good race. Oguri even came in first place!
Oguri Cap stands at the edge of the training field, and you, her trainer, stand beside her. The two of you admired the evening sky. Her expression is the same as always—calm, focused, thoughtful… about what she's eating for dinner, of course, but thoughtful nonetheless.
This a quiet moment, shared between you both.
Yet, you find courage within you to break that silence.
"Um… Oguri," you ask, rubbing your nape. "Can I… hug you?"
Oguri turns her head to look at you. She blinks once, slowly.
A pause stretches. Its like she's really considering your question… Her ears twitch a few times.
Then, she nods.
"…Yes." she says. "That's fine."
Awesome!
With her permission, you step closer and slowly wrap your arms around the girl. Oguri stiffened for half a second, before relaxing in your embrace. Her arms come up too, wrapping themselves around your back. You can feel her chin rest slightly on your shoulder.
She smells nice—like vanilla and strawberries. There is a faint musk of sweat, but that's to be expected with all the training and racing that Umas do…
Her arms, no, her body felt strong. Whether Oguri didn't feel like showing them off or simply didn't care, you didn't know, but she had quite the muscular build. And it was the perfect balance—not too burly, but definitely noticeable. You wished you could hold her forever. She felt so soft, so cuddly… Her arms enveloping you made you feel secure.
"…This is pleasant." She says quietly.
You nod. "Yeah."
The two of you stay like that for a while.
No need to rush… Just huggin' in the evening sun.