"Welcome home, young master~"
"Mm."
Koichi reached out and patted Mirai on the head.
There was still some time before the Japan Cup, and everyone's attention had shifted to the Queen's Cup.
Who was truly the strongest filly or mare?
"How are Ship and Divine Might doing?"
"They're grazing over there with their rugs on."
Miku Kuchiki took the suitcase straight from Koichi's hand.
Megumi was still on her way back and would probably arrive that afternoon.
"Then I'll go see them in a bit."
Koichi rolled his shoulders.
He hadn't slept very comfortably on the plane.
"Young master, is this that new set of equipment?"
Mirai asked as she looked at the new case.
She hadn't expected the young lady next door to give him a new set of jockey equipment.
Although she didn't recognize the brand, the case's design and feel alone told her it had to be something incredibly expensive.
Should she prepare a gift for him too?
"Yeah, it's a Triple Crown gift, more or less. It's pretty nice to use, too."
Koichi nodded.
He would definitely use this set for his races over the next few years. Once it wore out, he could have the same company custom-make another one.
"Young master, that Windmill Whip you used at the end was so cool."
Mirai suddenly remembered the short clip that had recently gone viral online.
He might look like he was always slacking off, but he must take his training seriously.
She didn't know what that move was supposed to do, but after he used it, Japan Jordan really had picked up speed and escaped Shadow of the Night's pursuit.
"It was all right. If you want to learn, I can teach you when I get back."
As they chatted, the two of them arrived