Under Kitahara's firm—almost forceful—attitude, Super Creek no longer hesitated and agreed to go to the hospital for treatnt.
The doctor, of course, was Kokobo Ren, and the hospital was none other than the "Tokyo Central Yuushun Hospital."
It had been a few days since their last eting, so Kitahara thought it would also be a good chance to check on the progress of the training therapy preparations.
After briefly explaining to Oguri Cap and the others that they would be heading to the hospital, and asking Tazuna Hayakawa to look after the other horse girls, Kitahara quickly brought Super Creek to the hospital.
It didn't take long to contact Dr. Kokobu, but he was busy today and had no available slots during office hours.
On the phone, Dr. Kokobu said:
"Here's what we'll do. Kitahara, co to my ho first. After work, I'll personally examine this Uma Musu. I also have so dical equipnt at ho, so we can do so preliminary work there—it should be sufficient."
"From your description, if there's no external trauma, the likelihood of bacterial or fungal infection is low. It's probably mild periostitis caused by overuse. Usually, rest and adequate nutrition are enough for recovery."
"However, she's run many tis with the injury, so besides rest, theoretically so therapeutic asures are still necessary."
"Incidentally, the thing I ntioned to you last ti is almost ready."
"I thought it over carefully for a few days and decided that teaching you the knowledge isn't impossible, but using it effectively would take a long ti, so I ca up with a more efficient solution."
"I plan to introduce one of my disciples to you."
"She's a graduate student in the dical school of the University of Tokyo, has excellent grades, has practiced under for over two years, passed the junior dical practitioner certification, and I intend to ntor her toward a PhD."
"If you approve of her, I'll let her follow you as your dedicated team doctor."
Hearing this, Kitahara could hardly contain his excitent.
The thoughtfulness of Dr. Kokobu's offer was overwhelming.
The University of Tokyo's Faculty of dicine is one of Japan's most prestigious dical schools, often called the "Harvard of Asia," and graduates are among the top dical talents. On top of that, this recomndation was for a graduate student, a prospective PhD, soone already qualified professionally.
No matter how outstanding a trainer was, they couldn't guarantee their Uma Musu would never get injured. Having a top dical professional on hand ant imdiate treatnt and reduced injury risk—a dream scenario for any trainer.
Kitahara was so surprised and moved that he almost forgot how he thanked Dr. Kokobu, hung up, or got to the appointnt.
Dr. Kokobu's ho was a traditional Japanese-style courtyard.
The courtyard was spacious. At its center stood a classic Japanese villa with a dark wood hip-and-gable roof, matching deep black eaves, pale gray bamboo flooring, and white horizontal wooden exterior walls.
In front of the villa, the forecourt was covered with white gravel. Light blue cobblestone paths crossed the yard, and a crimson wooden bridge spanned the main path, leading to a small crimson pavilion over a clear pond with darting fish.
The backyard had lush bamboo walls enclosing a year-round temperate open-air hot spring.
Dr. Kokobu had arranged for a butler to et them at the entrance. Following the butler, Kitahara and Super Creek arrived outside the hot spring.
There was a set of black wooden tables and chairs outside the hot spring. Dr. Kokobu was sitting on one, casually chatting with a young woman.
"Hello, Uncle Kokobu," Kitahara greeted, bowing slightly.
Curious, he looked at the young woman.
She appeared to be in her early twenties, with fair skin, delicate features, long elegant eyebrows, star-like sparkling eyes, a small nose, and thin lips curved in a shy smile. When their eyes briefly t, she quickly lowered her gaze and bowed her head, clearly shy.
"Punctual as always, Kitahara," Dr. Kokobu said casually, gesturing to her. "This is the student I ntioned on the phone, Kyoko Miyamura."
"Her current research aligns perfectly with your needs: prevention of injuries in horse girls and post-injury rehabilitation."
"I recomnd her to you not only to fulfill my promise of helping you with preventive care but also so she can practice under you and accumulate data for her papers."
"In fact, even after she graduates from , I hope she can continue assisting you. That way, your training schedule will be even more secure."
Even knowing Dr. Kokobu's intentions, Kitahara was deeply moved.
"T-Thank you so much, Uncle Kokobu!"
Unable to contain himself, he saluted abruptly, "I-I really…"
His voice trailed off as he struggled to express his gratitude.
Dr. Kokobu waved a hand, smiling.
"I've said it before. After all these years in dicine, I lack nothing in honor, status, or wealth. What I hope for is simply that soone can fully embrace my ideals and provide better dical conditions for Uma Musu."
"All right, Kyoko, greet Mr. Kitahara first."
There was one detail Dr. Kokobu did not imdiately ntion: Kyoko Miyamura was not only his student but also his granddaughter.
He withheld this fact to avoid giving Kitahara any preconceptions based on family ties. He wanted his granddaughter to earn Kitahara's trust purely on her ability.
Kyoko understood her grandfather's intentions but lacked his confidence.
Born into a dical family, she had wanted since childhood to work in dicine and contribute to the care of people and horse girls.
Her family background provided not only motivation and excellent educational conditions but also invisible pressure. Even without anyone demanding it, she constantly felt the high expectations of everyone around her—after all, she was the granddaughter of Dr. Kokobu, a renowned doctor across Japan.
It's okay, Kyoko. You can do it. You won't let Grandpa down. Your grades are excellent, your internship is top-ranked. You cannot disappoint him—or the teacher. You can do this. Show your abilities. Don't embarrass the teacher…
After giving herself a ntal pep talk, Kyoko extended her hand.
"H-Hello! My na is Kyoko Miyamura! Pleased to et you, Mr. Kitahara!"
(End of Chapter)
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