Hokkaido Horse Racing Story.

Chapter 318 Freshmen

Chapter 318 Freshmen
The morning of the first day of the week, Valentine's Day.

8:39 a.m.

After finishing my morning work, I found that there were surprisingly few unread messages in my inbox.

I unlocked my phone from sleep mode, swiped the screen, and opened my email.

— Ancient Moya Ranch.

The reception time was 8:05 AM, which is about half an hour ago.

It's evening in Ireland, local time.

Although she regularly sends out dazzling pregnancy updates, these are usually sent several hours earlier in the day.

Thinking of this, the dryness in my throat suddenly amplified several times over.

I nervously opened the email, and as I expected, the content was not the usual pregnancy log.

The due date for this dazzling act has come early—

Earlier on the evening of the 13th local time, the dazzling gait of the stable was noticed by the staff at Gumoa on duty through the surveillance camera.

Generally speaking, mares will be more active or show signs of sweating on the night before giving birth.

However, the dazzling performance of the first-year breeding mares did not show any obvious signs of impending birth. Even the resident veterinarian in Gumoia made the judgment that "they are about to give birth" only after examination.

After consulting with the veterinarian, the night shift staff at Gumoa had been in preparation for delivery for about forty minutes.

The attached image at the end of the email showed that the tail of the dazzling stunt had been wrapped with special tape.

The black deer horse, its large body due to pregnancy, lay on its side on thick bedding, with two female staff members comforting it in various ways.

Click pause, zoom in and zoom out on the hooves part of the dazzling action in the video, and no lumps are found.

Momentarily relieved.

Soon, on the other side of the world, in the lounge of the White Ranch.

"Haven't you received any new letters yet?"

Sitting at the low table, nervously turning her water glass, Rachel Ho looked up and asked.

The other club members nearby also cast glances at them with a mixture of curiosity and excitement.

"It won't be that fast. There's still some time before your water breaks, and the actual delivery will happen after that."

Despite saying this, everyone on the ranch, including Kitano himself, seemed somewhat uneasy.

Apart from the news broadcasts on the television, the ticking of the battery-powered clock on the wall, and the slight whirring of the air conditioner blowing warm air to raise the temperature, the only sounds in the ranch lounge were the occasional question, "Any new mail?"

The temperature from the air conditioner gently dispelled the tension, and time seemed to slow down considerably at that moment.

After a loud "hum" vibration, Kikuchi and Rachel Ho were the first to raise their hands.

They stuck out their tongues somewhat awkwardly, but their eyes clearly conveyed the message, "Hurry up and drive!"

So, following everyone's wishes, I immediately swiped to turn on my phone.

"Water breaks—"

What color is the pony?

"I knew this kid would be amazing!"

"I just hope Meteor doesn't turn out as ugly as that Zhou Ri Ning Jing guy—"

Before he could finish speaking, the scene immediately turned into a noisy and chaotic one.

"Usually, it takes at least ten to twenty minutes for the foal to be born smoothly after the amniotic sac breaks, especially in first-time births."

Apart from Lavida, few people are paying attention to such words anymore.

"I suggest the name 'Tsukikage' (月影), it would be quite good!"

"Luna-chan will be angry!"

"How about Moonlit Night? It's a really cute name for a girl—"

In the somewhat overly enthusiastic atmosphere, the topic of discussion among the club members somehow shifted to naming the pony.

This year's naming theme is "moon," which was decided in advance. "Moonlit Night is too old-fashioned; even if Asayama-kun uses a Showa-era tone, I still won't agree!"

Is this originally a style from the Showa era?

Such a question flashed through my mind, but I quickly turned my attention back to the email interface in my hand.

In addition to the professional birth report, Gu Moya also thoughtfully sent three videos of prenatal preparation from different angles.

I've never been this extravagant, not even when I was studying.

After watching the report and the three videos several times, I still felt a bit unsatisfied and saved them all on my phone.

Then, jot down a schedule in some corner of your mind, such as "learning from the ancient Moa's production experience".

After another "buzz" notification sound, the lounge suddenly fell silent.

My heart was beating faster and faster, as if it were anticipating something.

[Successful breeding; the horse is a blue deer-haired stallion just like its father.]

The main text consists of only one short line of text.

"call--"

The muscles that had been tense up instantly relaxed as soon as I received the first email.

"The production was completed smoothly; it's a stallion with blue deer hair."

He clapped his hands and announced the news to the members.

The lounge erupted in excited shouts, and even Ravid grinned, revealing a very obvious smile.

Setting aside the celebratory sounds for the moment, I clicked on the several videos that had been sent with the email.

The first video shows the process of childbirth.

In the video, the large black deer-haired horse's breathing gradually became rapid, and the throbbing of its abdomen became more and more intense.

Perhaps because it was her first time giving birth, Xuanmu was a little restless during labor, and two staff members from Gumoya continuously tried to soothe her through physical gestures and words throughout the seven-minute process.

At one point, Black Deer Hair's breathing became exceptionally heavy, and the visibly trembling of its muscles could even be seen through the video.

At the same time, a small hoof, covered in amniotic fluid, began to emerge from the body.

Then, her water broke.

After delivery, the subsequent cleaning and post-partum care was completed in less than a minute.

Even as the emotions were still lingering, the staff at Gumoya on the other side of the screen had already cleanly and efficiently wiped the amniotic fluid off the newborn foal.

The dazzling movement slowly rose to its feet and carefully licked the pony's body.

It was a small horse with jet-black fur.

As the foal of the Blue Deer Hair shook its now-dry fur and shakily raised its head, its breathing involuntarily became somewhat heavy.

As I clicked on the close-up of the foal in the attachment, the club members who had been gathered in a circle behind me started shouting out.

"What a cute little guy!"

"It's so dark!"

"He looks a lot like his dad!"

"She looked very smart even when she was born!"

It was impossible to tell who was speaking; the chaotic voices mingled together.

It seems that there were also cries of despair mixed in, such as "How could it really be a bird poop shooting star?"

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