There were no overly dramatic gestures. On the broadcast screen, the winning jockey merely clenched his fist, then gave it a simple wave.
The moment his fist loosened and he high-fived Takeshi, who had rushed up from behind, waves of applause came through the curtain of rain from all around the stands.
He let out a long breath, almost like a sigh.
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"Kazuo finally won another Grade 1 race."
"President Kitano, you really are happy."
"Congratulations. This means this year's Grade 1 races are finally underway."
"Wasn't that already ten G1 victories in total? Even Take wasn't that fast back then, was he?"
"What a pity... The next time we go to an auction, how about we own one together, Kitano?"
Including Mr. Inoguma, whose face still showed traces of disappointment, congratulations came one after another from horse owners both familiar and unfamiliar.
Only when a JRA staff member reminded them did they finally manage to squeeze out of the gathered crowd and leave the owners' viewing room.
Then, chatting and laughing with the rest of the stable's people, they entered the elevator.
As the sensation of gravity shifted, his heart, which had seemed to be suspended in midair, finally relaxed as well.
[Racehorses under your ownership have won ten international Grade 1 races: 10/10 (Completed)] [Reward: Gold Omamori ×10]
The notification had appeared right after the race ended, yet he had been so flustered that he only had the chance to notice it now.
Naturally, the reward could be set aside for the moment.
By the time they reached the weighing area, the walkway to the unsaddling enclosure was already packed with people.
Amid the constant shutter clicks, he saw Kazuo dismounting