Lyra and Anonymous's undisciplined life continues.

"Now, I've been researching for so many days and I've found that humans and ponies have a lot in common."

While you're changing the strings of your guitar, the E.T suddenly throws a sentence from behind your back.

"Oh......"

And you just vaguely agreed, and continued to fiddle with your strings. But even if you don't have to look at it, you can feel Lyra drooping her ears because she doesn't pay attention to you, so as a gesture of politeness, you follow up again.

"For example?"

"For example...... Well...... How do you say that...... Well...... Size! "The pony who doesn't know what personal space is at all crawls on your back with its hooves and rests its head on your shoulder. The mint-flavored soft bristles tickle the base of your neck.

"What? Size? ”

Completely unaware of what she was trying to say, you have a sentence to say, concentrating on tightening the new strings.

"Oh yes, size! For example, me, although it looks so petite, in fact, the two of us are about the same size, although it may be a little tight, but it can still be inserted into the ......"

With a bang, the strings you fiddled with snapped.

"Really, do you want to try?"

"Don't do something that would make this novel unpublished!" You jump up and crawl to get away from the animal who doesn't know what the rituals are, only to find her wearing your new socks. And between the two of you, wrapped in a golden magical aura, floating in the air is a pair of warm-looking woolen gloves —— socks for you.

"I made it for you, don't you have to react so much if you don't like it." The mare bowed her head in a very hurt way.

For someone chasing their dreams in a big city, there's nothing more reassuring than having a small home where you can take refuge from the wind and rain at any time. After a tiring day at work, there are virtuous and beautiful wives waiting for your return. Even if you don't have a virtuous and beautiful wife, having a kitten or a puppy can heal the soul. But for you, while there are beautiful vocal-making females waiting for you to return, a mint-colored creature awaits you at home that you don't know if you can classify it as a mammal.

"Welcome home, little girl has just arrived, please take care of me."

As soon as you get home, you see that the owner of the young girl's voice is lying on all fours and bowing his head to you, a position that is terrible for a human to look at, but it is obviously a normal way for a pony to move. I can only say that the mistake is that the curve of this E.T's torso is very close to that of a human woman.

You shake your head to get the jumbled thoughts out of your head, sigh at her strange headless conversation, and crouch down to change your slippers.

"Do you want to take a shower first, or eat first? Or will you eat me first? ”

You want to take a shower, but if you think about it, you're hungry after a long day, and you haven't eaten anything after performing at the bar for so long, so it's good to eat first, but you don't want to eat her mints at all, just think about it......

"Where the hell did you learn these conversations?" You ask, grabbing your head.

"Uh, those ...... you pressed under the sheets"

Before she could finish speaking, you ran into the bedroom frantically and hurriedly threw the 'wrong social skills' that Tianqin had spread out on the bed into the trash. By the way, this horse-like creature has no idea what personal privacy is. But for a sapient creature that doesn't seem to have any clothes at all, you think they really don't have personal privacy?

"Listen, Lyra, the ...... Well...... You can't take fictional things in literary and artistic works as proper human interactions. ”

For a moment, you feel that compared to the innocent and pure holy beast, you are really too dirty.

You hold the garbage you are throwing out in a cold sweat, and before you go out, you don't forget to turn back and warn the foal who has learned the wrong knowledge, and she nods earnestly.

You're glad in your heart that these things are just light novels that can be purchased by children over the age of 14.

When she returned home for the second time, Lyra was humming a song and placing the bowl on the dining table at home. Seeing that all kinds of cutlery were surrounded by a layer of golden light, as if they had their own consciousness, they were quickly ticketed to the table and neatly arranged, and Lyra just squatted on the stool with her apron tied and dangled her hooves happily, you think that magic is really suitable for those who like to do housework.

But as soon as you sat down, you couldn't help but shudder at the thought of that sour sandwich in the morning. But looking down at the food in the bowl is a relief, and it's not delicious, but at least it's palatable. The pile of soybeans piled up in the bowl looked like they had been boiled in water, and the oats were properly made into oatmeal.

"Uh...... Soybeans and oats? ”

"Yes, the soybeans are cooked with rock salt, and I also cooked oatmeal with the kind of oatmeal that you humans eat, and carefully balanced the combination of protein, fiber, salt, and various vitamins that can supplement the human supper's dinner......" Lyra, shaking her head proudly, looked at your expression, stopped her gushing nutrition tirade, and looked at you with sincere fear, for fear that she would mess up something again. “That one...... How? Not to your liking? ”

"I didn't ...... Not bad......"

It's just that this recipe is literally feeding the horses, you say in your heart. Although it is said that it is the level of feeding high-level racehorses, but how to say it? This also ...... Thinking of this, you look up at the strange hoofed animal sitting across from you who is curiously using magic to float fork and learn how to hold beans with it ...... All right...... In a sense, the meal was really feeding the horses.

So you put away your stomach full of complaints and stuffy your head to eat.

"By the way, why are you ...... in bed"

"Everybody has a little hobby! I bet you're going to have something nasty stuffed under your pillow, too.” You loudly interrupt her next sentence.

"All I would put under my pillow was my baby teeth." Lyra whispered.

"Although the fictional content of those things is more than that...... Uh-huh. But in any case, human society is still more reserved in this regard."

"Oh?" Lyra looks at you with a skeptical expression, her green and white tail sweeping the stool and making a smack. "Come to think of it, you're right, those pictures of female humans on your computer are barely clothed."

You almost snapped your fork in two.

"In our place, the stallions of your age read magazines are usually dressed in all sorts of sensational clothes, which is so impure!" Lyra carefully picked up a bean with her fork and stuffed it into her mouth.

"I'm sorry that human culture is so dirty......" you whispered a prayer with your head down. You don't know how to explain your private goods to this pure beast who thinks it's the most normal state to be honest with other people.

"Or rather, you're a decent horse!" Lyra smiled happily, looking at her innocent smile, you felt like the stubborn grease that had accumulated on the stove in the kitchen that hadn't been scrubbed for years.

In fact, whether it is a decent person or a horse, there will be no private goods in the first place!

"Well, let's watch TV!" You sweat and try to divert the subject, "Watching TV while eating is also part of human culture!" ”

"yes, don't you humans like to watch that while eating?"

Lyra nodded, walked over to the TV, and poked the switch with her hooves.

"The willow tree sprouts, the drizzle is like silk, and it is the rainy season of the year......"

Magnetic voices immediately floated from the TV, and at least the TV show wouldn't make the mare think about that strange thing anymore, and in any case, the minefield of tonight was over.

"It's mating season again, and the animals are in a commotion, for the next year's reproduction......"

"Wow! Wow! Don't look! Lyra screams and jumps on your back, and before you can react to what is happening, your eyes are blocked by two hooves. You can hear her whispering in your ear, "So that's how the customs are in Zekora...... Whoa, whoa, no, no...... You human tastes are really…… ”

"Get off my head!" You pull this large mint-flavored candy and run around the house.

And the TV continued to play
"In the vast savannah, two zebras ......"

It seems that the cultural collision between horses and humans will continue.

Author's Note

To be continued