The Training Center.
"What did Gold Ship weigh at his last weigh-in?"
"He was around 510 a few days ago. He should have dropped a little after his recent training."
Yamana Takuto answered.
They had been recording his data throughout his recent training, and had also had a vet examine him.
Even after three races, Gold Ship was still in excellent health.
"Keep his weight from fluctuating any further. Around 500 should be fine. If he gets any bigger, getting out of the starting gate will be harder."
Koichi glanced at Gold Ship, who was playing with the stablehand.
They naturally had to take care of every aspect of his condition, including keeping his weight under control.
After all, a sudden gain or loss in weight was never good for a racehorse, and could very well affect its performance.
"Understood. We'll keep an eye on his diet."
Yamana Takuto nodded.
His idol was going further and further now, and he had to train Gold Ship well too.
Compared with the rather mediocre conditioning work at the beginning, things had improved a little. At least Gold Ship could now finish all his assigned tasks each day.
"Thanks for all your hard work lately."
Koichi turned to look at his agent, who was cautiously approaching Gold Ship.
Gold Ship was now a reasonably popular little gray horse.
But his goofy photos were still the biggest hit. Mirai had turned them straight into reaction memes.
"Jockey Sasaki, we're running a little short on carrots."
"Sure. I'll mail you some more once I get back."
Koichi paused briefly before answering.
Now that he thought about it, he really had not left Mirai many carrots. He would send some over once he returned to Kyoto.
There would be plenty of carrots.
All that mattered was