A Grassland Brushed by Mountain Winds

"Welcome home, M-chan~"

"That's way too gross—"

"Mm, then please take care of me from now on too?"

"That's a little too polite, isn't it?"

After glancing at the two putting on a manzai routine in the corner of the stable, he continued with the cleanup in his hands.

Barring any surprises, Dazzling Move and the still-unnamed Dazzling Move 2028 would arrive in Hokkaido that afternoon.

They would probably reach Nishiken Farm around six in the evening.

The preparations for the specialized stable intended for the mare and her foal had begun several days ago, but progress had not been particularly smooth.

Just like when he had first become an owner, he knew no one. Whether it was auctions or breaking in young horses, he had slowly felt his way forward on his own.

More precisely, although seniors such as Mr. Ogawa and Mr. Kimura had offered guidance, he had neither companions who were likewise new owners in the same position nor the accumulated experience of breeders who had grown up around racing as a family business.

As a result, he had no way to judge whether the situations he encountered were normal or exceptional.

The stable, which should have been ready yesterday, had only barely finished its renovations and bedding with the combined efforts of the staff.

"Whew—"

After sweeping away the considerable amount of dust produced during the renovations alongside Asayama, he could not help letting out a sigh-like breath.

"It really wasn't easy, but it's finally done."

Adjusting the baseball cap on his head, Asayama also took a breath.

"Thanks for the effort. Leave the rest to me."

"No, how could I possibly let you, President—"

"All right, go get some rest."

As the noisy voices gradually faded away, he carried out the final cleanup alone in