Hokkaido Horse Racing Story.

Chapter 172 The End of the Year

Walking from the inside of the track near the railing to the measuring area, Hetian took off his helmet and greeted the horse fans over and over again.

"Wada——"

A uniform Hotan Call rang out from the crowd.

The corners of his slightly pursed mouth melted at this moment, and a smile couldn't help but well up in the rider's heart.

When they arrived at the unsaddle area, stable boy Katsumasa Ogawa and trainer Arashiyama hugged each other to celebrate their victory.

After dismounting and removing the saddle, the rider hugged the two of them respectively.

"It's really great."

The top hat in his hand was clenched until it was deformed, and Huangshan kept repeating these words.

The tears that had been suppressed for so long finally couldn't be held back and fell.

When he was riding, he was just celebrating normally.

Looking at the three people entangled together, Mejiro Sakuya blinked in confusion.

However, the deer-haired horse soon tilted its head and enjoyed Ogawa Katsu's caress.

"We finally won the domestic first-class competition, President."

"Next year at the Grand Prix, I'll get my family together to vote for Sakuya!"

“It’s great to be able to return to the court in this state.”

On the way to the Kuchitori ceremony, Kitano stopped and bowed again and again.

"Thank you very much for your support. After the race, Mejiro Shoji will distribute free merchandise to local fans as usual."

There was another cheer from the crowd.

Then, a whole row of dazzling signature boards were handed over the railing.

"President Kitano, how about..."

The staff member asked politely with a smile.

"No, there's still time."

Kitano shook his head slightly, and the tip of the pen moved smoothly across the signature pad.

The post-match cool-down walk doesn’t end so quickly.

The staff on the side could only twitch their cheeks and try their best to stop the signature boards from being handed to them from behind.

In response to the reporter's repeated questions, "How do you feel now?", Wada answered with a chuckle on his way back to the inspection room.

"It's great to win the game, after such a long time."

The reporter continued to ask: "Today's game used a completely different tactic than before. Can you tell us how it felt?"

After the staff took the saddle from him, Hetian stood in front of the background board for interviews in front of the inspection room.

After taking a deep breath, the rider replied, "Well, I had a pretty good start so I thought I'd try it in that position."

"After all, if I catch up from behind, I'll just have to eat a mouthful of sand."

As he said this, Wada started laughing.

“It was truly not easy to end my career with the last Grade 1 race of the year and to finally achieve a beautiful ending.”

Hearing such congratulations, Hetian smiled and shook his head.

"No, I'm just a lucky guy."

Bathed in the afternoon sun, the white and green winning uniforms sparkled.

"Thank you. Please say a few words to everyone."

Handing the microphone closer, the rider pursed his lips slightly.

“Thank you so much for your support!”

After bowing solemnly in front of the camera, Wada suddenly raised his finger.

“From now on, Wada Ryu-2 will strive to become a top-tier trainer!”

After bowing several times, he trotted into the inspection room.

"Congratulations!"

Takeshi Yokoyama and Sasagawa attacked from both sides and sprayed the champagne prepared early in the morning onto Wada's face.

"Wow! You guys—"

In the Fuji TV studio, Fukunaga and Hosoe watched this scene with a smile.

"You're such a lucky guy, Wada—"

The noise of the race had not yet died down, and Mejiro Sakuya, draped with the victory flag, returned to the track again.

The warm afternoon sun shining through the clouds dyed the horse's body and the sand a dazzling golden color.

Huangshan, wearing a tuxedo, hugged Wada again and took the number cloth from his hand.

"Thank you for your hard work, both of you."

Kitano and Kimura bowed deeply to the two men, and the trainer and rider team also quickly lowered their heads in return.

"Okay, please line up horizontally, everyone." The staff member's voice came through the door, and the group finally stopped congratulating each other.

It has been many years since Deichi Arashiyama passed away, and it has been 32 years since White Silver retired. This miracle that spans the ages has finally been realized.

Huangshan straightened his chest and held his father's portrait high above his head.

After taking the photo while holding the red and white kotobuki rope, Kitano patted the head of the deer-haired horse beside him.

"You did a great job today, Sakuya."

Mejiro Sakuya twitched her ears as if in agreement.

During the award ceremony, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

Wada Yangxi, holding the commemorative plaque, looked a little embarrassed. Behind him, besides the equally nervous Wada Yi, there was a long line of people following him.

"Well done, Wada."

Riders who had recently competed at the Tokyo Grand Prix joined in the celebrations.

In addition to the Yokoyama father and son and Sakai from JRA, overseas riders such as Rendawen and local rider Sasagawa also came forward.

In addition, there is another particularly eye-catching figure.

"Senior Taketoshi?"

Hotan, who had been calmly dealing with the riders' congratulations, suddenly became a little nervous.

"I just happened to pass by, please don't mind it."

Wu Feng waved his hand and said with a smile.

Then, his expression suddenly became serious.

"correct--"

"It's still a little early, but please pass the trainer exam next year and hand over all your good horses to me."

As he said this, Wu Feng bowed quite seriously.

So the riders stood behind Hetian and laughed again.

After everyone arrived, Wada Yoki and Sasagawa each raised the commemorative plaque in their hands.

【JRA】

[celebration]

[G1]

【10 wins achieved!!】

Another NAR commemorative plaque contains similar content.

"President Kitano, could you please come to the conference room later?"

While taking the photo, Chairman Saito asked in a low voice in Kitano's ear.

"Ah, of course."

After nodding, Kitano paused again.

"But if it's convenient, could you tell me a little bit about what it is?"

Chairman Saito smiled and said, "How about the future of local horse racing?"

Kitano suddenly became a little nervous.

The next moment, he put on a nonchalant expression as if nothing had happened and shook the chairman's hand.

After the shutter sounded, he sighed helplessly.

"Please don't play such pranks again, Chairman."

Chairman Saito shook his head at this time.

"This is not a prank, President Kitano."

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"[Time report]

Go forward to BCC's second move to achieve the goal of eternal youth DWC
Yahagi: "He's in great shape. The faction has decided to accept the challenge."

The Rider of Kurama Sakai Rusei has been decided”

——《n○tkeiba》

"[Time report]

Mr. Caesar, who made his second move at the Tokyo Grand Prix, aims for the Saudi Cup
Yahagi: "This is a big stage where I have the opportunity to show myself."

The Rider of Kurama Sakai Rusei has been decided”

——《n○tkeiba》

　Thanks to the famous braised pork for the 500 starting coins reward

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(End of this chapter)