No Endless Rain, No Unfathomable Night

"Forty-nine kilograms."

When I returned to the stable after tidying up, I heard that tired voice.

Its owner was Ravide, standing to one side of the stable and staring at the newborn foal with a slight frown.

"But the foal is healthy, and its limbs are stretching out with plenty of strength!"

In contrast, Rachel Ho wore an expression of relief.

"That's really good." I nodded, forcing the corners of my numb face into a smile as I answered.

The dark bay foal had tried to stand the moment it was born, desperately controlling its slender, long legs like a spider.

The result was the same as expected: it struggled.

It had only just been born, and its hoof capsules had yet to come off. Standing up on its own was naturally difficult.

Still, at the earliest in fifteen minutes and at the latest in three hours, this little one would be able to rise on its own and drink its mother's milk.

After switching on a flashlight and confirming that the newly born Starlit World 2030 had no deformities or abnormalities on its body, I called for Ravide and Rachel Ho to leave the stable.

I gulped down the coffee Mrs. Ravide had made, then began handling the aftermath of the birth.

As for the pre-dawn pasture inspection, the lack of power meant we had no choice but to do it in the dark with flashlights.

After separately checking the stallion and mare pastures and confirming that both were fine, I met up with the equally exhausted-looking Ravide in front of the barn.

"Thanks for the effort, Ravide."

"No, it's nothing."

As he spoke, Ravide looked up at the sky and slipped the Peace Cigarettes, both bearing distinct bite marks, back into his breast pocket.

"The sky after a