Tsukiko Shimizu patted her rented steed. The white horse, Snow... Ah, her heart used to be that color. Maybe it will return?
Nihonka briefly left the horse in the stable, went outside, and looked around – could she see anyone she knew? If there were any, she would nod to them all; if not, well, what can you do. Now it's time to bring Snow to the racetrack and participate in the event. Forward!