Leaving aside Zenno Rob Roy's astonishing running form, the other two members of 87 Group performed steadily.
Sixth Lord Ryan loved sports and was in excellent shape. Little McQueen, meanwhile, had trained for the Mejiro Family since childhood. With White McQueen by her side now, she had the strongest foundation of any Mejiro who had yet to debut.
"During the simulations, White McQueen even made Little McQueen run the Tenno Sho Spring on purpose... She should have gained some experience by now."
Zhou Yuang took out his notebook and began jotting down the Uma Musume's conditions.
"So what's your plan? Have her run some other races during her Classic Year first?"
White McQueen floated curiously beside Zhou Yuang. Sunday Silence occupied his other side. The two ghosts hovered around him like bodyguards.
Incidentally, both had learned to absorb yang energy by now. That embarrassing situation probably wouldn't happen again.
They also looked more alive. Sunday Silence's face, in particular, had lost its sickly pallor. She would probably enter her next stage before long.
"Yeah. Unlike you, she won't miss her chance at an early debut because of illness. She can run some races and build up her winnings, instead of having to rely on luck to enter the Kikka-sho."
Historically, periostitis had forced McQueen to delay her debut until she was three. While everyone else prepared for the battles of the Classic Year, McQueen was still worrying about insufficient prize money.
If another runner hadn't withdrawn, McQueen truly wouldn't have made it into the Kikka-sho.
This time, Zhou Yuang would never let periostitis torment McQueen into a late debut.
"So you're going to do something to Little McQueen to treat her?"
Sunday Silence made the suggestion as casually as ever. White McQueen had already learned to selectively ignore certain remarks.