"Why was he calling at this time? He looks somewhat familiar."
"This is Bourbon's father's number."
Zhou Yuang had recorded it casually before. His memory was nowhere near Rudolf's, but it was still pretty good.
Seeing that it was Bourbon's father calling, he answered without much thought.
"Hello, Senior. Are you looking for Bourbon?"
"Yeah. Is Bourbon there?"
"...She's already gone onto the turf."
Zhou Yuang lowered his head and glanced down. The instant Bourbon stepped onto the turf, cheers from the spectators rose all around them.
Because of the buffs from earlier, the spectators were paying extraordinary attention to Bourbon. They cheered, blessed her, and looked forward to seeing what they wanted to see.
Many of them had come for that title that had captivated Japan's horse racing fans.
Their excitement was so great that even Toyama, on the other end of the phone, could hear it.
"Huh?"
[Invincible Lord of Seaside]: Huh? Why is he so clueless?
It was clearly already time for the Kikka-sho to begin. Why wasn't he sitting in front of the television?
[Tracen Cold-Joke Master]: Probably because Bourbon mentioned before that her family had a habit of not relying on electrical appliances.
Many elderly people in remote areas were like that as well. Naturally, they weren't as diligent in using machines as people in big cities.
Hurried footsteps and the sound of a switch being pressed came from the other end of the phone.
"Sir?"
"Sorry, I was staring at Bourbon's clock."
Toyama spoke awkwardly. He had probably planned to watch his daughter's performance as soon as he realized what was happening.
Unfortunately, it seemed that something involving Bourbon had delayed him.
"Is that something Bourbon used to touch?"
"Yes. She really liked that clock with the Triple Crown Uma Musume sticker on it,