Hokkai Ranch.
Megumi Mitsumori was still training the other racehorses.
Since these Horse Owners had entrusted their racehorses to her, she naturally hoped to deliver results.
But with so many racehorses every year, only a handful could ever place, and these horses were nowhere near Epiphaneia's level.
She stepped up the intensity.
After working for so long, Megumi Mitsumori had gradually developed an air of authority of her own.
Compared with the tiny crew she had started with, her team was growing larger and larger.
Stablehands and riders.
As for an assistant, she had yet to consider hiring one, and she certainly had no jockeys attached to her stable.
For now, only a few new Horse Owners were willing to support her.
Even the smaller racing clubs wouldn't give her a second look, let alone the big ones.
At the Training Center, she could still only be considered a rising star.
Compared with seasoned trainers, she knew she still had plenty of shortcomings.
Fortunately, she had Gold Ship.
"Is Mitsumori getting angry again?"
"More or less. Sounds like something went wrong during training."
Mirai and Yamana Takuto chatted.
Both of them were taking a break for now. Once Gold Ship returned, they would naturally have to head back to Tokyo.
"I feel like Mitsumori's getting more imposing lately."
Mirai listened to the voices coming from the stable as she spoke.
People really did change, though Megumi Mitsumori still treated them the same as before.
"That's only natural. With so many people working under her now, she has to keep a tight rein on things. If something goes wrong, she's the one who has to explain it to the Horse Owner."
Yamana Takuto replied.
None of these thoroughbreds came cheap, and the biggest concern was the fallout if something happened.
"True.