Inside the Student Council office of the American Tracen Academy, an atmosphere of quiet industry prevailed.
The Student Council President, Secretariat, sat behind a large desk, skillfully reviewing thick stacks of documents.
Her sharp, steady gaze swept quickly across every line, occasionally lifting her pen to make precise annotations.
Sitting across from her was the Vice President, Seattle Slew, who was responsible for handling another pile of race schedules and training ground applications.
The two worked in perfect harmony, efficiently managing the Academy's complex affairs.
"Speaking of which."
Seattle Slew placed a signed document into the completed pile and spoke up as if remembering something.
"The Dirt Triple Crown series is about to kick off this year."
Secretariat didn't lift her head, her pen never stopping as her cool voice rang out.
"Mhm. I heard there's an exchange student from Japan named Myriad Dreams who is participating. Although she's only been debuted for over half a year, word is her results over there have been brilliant and her strength is quite formidable."
She paused, her pen tracing a powerful final stroke on the paper.
"However, we have quite a few promising talents on our side this year as well. According to the reports I've received, that rising star named Silver Charm has a lot of momentum right now."
Seattle Slew nodded in agreement.
"True, Silver Charm's reputation and track record are indeed very loud at the moment. Trainer Bob has high hopes for her."
She picked up her water glass and took a sip, adding, "Though, I've also heard of an Umamusume named Touch Gold whose potential and adaptability are outstanding."
"It's just a pity that due to scheduling and physical management, she's missing the Kentucky Derby, otherwise, she would have been a powerful contender."
The two exchanged a few more words regarding the races and the athletes before diving back into their work.
After a long while, when the last document had been categorized and filed away, Secretariat finally set down her pen and stretched elegantly to relieve the fatigue of sitting for so long.
"The paperwork is finally finished."
She stood up, rolling her shoulders and neck, and suggested: "Since we finally have some free time, why don't we head down to the training grounds? Let's see how our juniors, who are fighting for their dreams, are doing."
"Great idea."
Seattle Slew stood up with a smile.
"A bit of fresh air will do us good, and we can get a direct look at how the kids are faring."
The two walked side-by-side to the edge of the training field.
It was currently the peak of morning training, and multiple figures were pouring sweat out on the tracks.
Secretariat's gaze was like a high-precision sensor, scanning the field rapidly. Soon, her eyes were firmly caught by an enchanting blue figure.
It was Myriad Dreams.
She was performing sprint drills on a dirt track.
Her running form was pushed to its absolute limit. Every arm swing and every stride was full of power and fluid beauty, as if calculated with the utmost rigor.
The only two words to describe it are efficient and lethal.
Especially on this foreign dirt track, she was already performing with such mastery.
Her staggering speed kicked up a light trail of dust behind her, making her look like a blue meteor flying low to the ground.
Secretariat instinctively glanced at the real-time data synchronized on her tablet.
When Myriad Dreams crossed the finish line with a sharp, piercing form, and the electronic screen beside her flashed a time of 56 seconds for the 1000-meter dirt sprint, even this legendary Umamusume who had seen countless geniuses couldn't help but let a flash of undisguised shock cross her eyes.
"Is that... Myriad Dreams from Japan?"
Secretariat said in a low voice, her gaze still fixed on Myriad as she slowed down to adjust her breathing.
There was a hint of admiration in her tone.
"In a strange environment, on a strange track, to have such a performance in such a short time... she is indeed impressive."
Seattle Slew had noticed the scene as well. She crossed her arms, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"It looks like this year's Dirt Triple Crown will be even more exciting than we anticipated."