Megumi Mitsumori's stable.
"Mitsumori, Gold Ship's all settled in."
Mirai called softly as she entered the office.
Gold Ship had naturally finished his rest after the Hanshin Daishoten and was beginning preparations for the upcoming Tenno Sho.
Judging by his races and performances so far, 3,200 meters certainly wouldn't be a problem.
But they weren't quite sure what sort of result he would produce.
"All right, come take a look with me. We'll see how he does in morning training tomorrow."
Megumi Mitsumori switched off her phone screen, then headed toward Gold Ship's stall.
Their stable's big star had returned, so naturally, as his horse trainer, she had to welcome him personally.
"I think he's recovered pretty well. He doesn't seem tired anymore."
After working in the industry for so long, Mirai had picked up some basic knowledge.
The 3,200-meter distance would also be a new challenge for Gold Ship. How he would fare would still depend on his performance during the race, but everyone was optimistic about his participation in the Tenno Sho.
If they didn't choose this race, they would have to go overseas.
With Gold Ship's unreliable starts, shortening the distance to 1,600 meters was definitely out of the question.
"Not bad. Keep working at it, and maybe you could try becoming a horse trainer on the regional circuit someday."
Megumi Mitsumori smiled as she spoke.
Mirai's family was already in this line of work, and Mitsumori herself had struggled when she first started out.
There might be much less pressure on the regional circuit, but getting in would still be difficult.
Still, as long as Clear River Ranch gradually grew and branched out into dirt racing, they could certainly send their own horses to Mirai.
"I'll pass. I think being a stablehand and looking after the