I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

three years ago.

At the foot of Mount Haruna, the red Kawasaki H2 and the black and white "Samurai Samurai" were parked side by side on the roadside.

Sousuke Araki and a taller man were leaning on the vending machine drinking iced Dr. Pepper.

"Damn it, it's rare that Goth Kosaka took the time to come out to run with me... This time, it's only a little bit close, and I can beat you by a little bit!"

Sousuke Araki knelt down and rubbed his face in frustration, the golden plane's head was a little dazed with sweat.

Just now, he and Kosaka Ryota beside him reached the finish line almost at the same time.

This was the first time he was so close to defeating the opponent.

"Zongsuke, what are you playing with motorcycles for?"

The man standing behind Sousuke Araki asked in a low voice.

"Of course, it's for one day surpassing you, Takasaka-san, who is known as the 'invisible taillight', and becoming a good man! Also, I thought that after becoming a bosozoku, there would be many girls..."

Araki Sosuke replied as a matter of course.

Ever since he met the man in front of him on this mountain road, Araki Sousuke has regarded him as the object of his admiration and the target of pursuit.

Even the golden airplane head, because of admiration for the other party, ran to cut a similar one.

Every night, on the Haruna Mountain Road occupied by motorcycles and cars, Ryota Kosaka, the "invisible taillight", will ride his red Kawasaki H2, appear in the smoky car crowd, stand in the countless lights In front, I greeted everyone with a smile.

No one could have imagined that this man, who played motorcycles for pure love and not for power or power, single-handedly formed the "Phoenix Runaway Group", the largest gangster group in Kanto.

At the same time, he is also the record holder of 2 minutes and 54 seconds on the downhill of Mt. Haruna and the "king" who rules the Mt. Haruna track.

"I don't want to beat anyone when I play motorcycles...just because I like the place of Gunma, the mountain, and the way it recedes at night."

Kosaka Ryota sighed, took out a cigarette and lit it, hiding his face in the hazy smoke.

"Everyone who joins the Phoenix, no matter how unfair the fate is and how difficult life is, as long as you step on the motorcycle, all that is left in your heart is surging enthusiasm... However, I don't know that my enthusiasm can still burn on this road how long……"

"Brother Kosaka..."

Hearing his words, Araki Sousuke turned his head to look at the other party in some surprise.

There are all kinds of members of the phoenix runaway group, including extreme brothers, office workers, doctors, lawyers, workers, the unemployed, and even police officers.

Everyone was infected by the love of the man in front of them, and gradually united together, but now the source of enthusiasm actually said such words.

A white special attack suit flashed across like a shooting star in the night sky, covering his sight.

"This XJR4000 and that special attack suit are yours. This is the reward you agreed to for breaking my record."

"Eh? But, didn't you agree to pass on this car to me after winning? It was just a tie just now?"

This black and white "Samurai of the Warring States Period" is Ryota Kosaka's previous car.

Although the model is a little older, it took him a lot of effort whether it was refitting, tuning or maintenance.

Back then, when Sousuke Araki dared to apply to join the phoenix runaway group without a locomotive because of his brute strength, Kosaka Ryota made an agreement with him that if the other party could win him once, he would hand over the "Samurai of the Warring States Period" to him.

"Idiot, although the 'Warring States Warrior' is a modified XJR4000, but if you can match my Kawasaki H2, you have already won."

When Araki Sousuke took off the clothes on his head in surprise, Kosaka Ryota had already stepped into his Kawasaki H2.

"Zongsuke, do you know what is needed to break the record of 2 minutes and 54 seconds?"

"Need your Kawasaki H2?"

"You muscle idiot... If you want to break that record, what you need is to break through the fear of death when cornering at high speed, precisely step on the boundary line of life and death, and dance to your heart's content..."

Having said that, Kosaka Ryota covered his forehead and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Extreme high-speed cornering, it is extremely difficult for the driver to control the maximum inclination.

The greater the tilt angle and centripetal force, the higher the speed limit for cornering will be. However, if an elbow or knee touches the ground accidentally, the car will crash and people will die.

"Every time I face the last centimeter, I will shrink back... The cowardice, failure and despair in the face of death, like a wild beast, continue to eat away at my enthusiasm... Maybe, one day you can do it for me Let's see what the realm after that one centimeter looks like."

"So, how can we go beyond the last centimeter..."

Sousuke Araki looked at the starry night sky, thoughtful.

"You just need to hold on to the direction, stare at the front, and confirm whether you are hitting the accelerator to the end every second."

"Boom boom boom..."

Before Araki Sousuke could react, Kosaka Ryota started the engine and ejected.

"Let's stop here today. After accepting that special attack suit, you will be the cadre of the Phoenix... Please join me in protecting this organization that represents the boiling soul and the galloping life, so that it will not be invaded by any power or money." Fingers crossed."

After leaving these words, the tall figure gradually disappeared in the rising exhaust gas, turning into a red light that was rapidly going away.

...

"In the fourth corner, the two cars are close to each other and parallel to the corner with a distance of less than one meter! Wait..."

In the communication channel, there was a sudden exclamation.

Facing the 180-degree "U"-shaped curve in front of him, Araki Sousuke still adopted the wild and sturdy extreme bending technology, [death close to the ground].

And the RX-10 behind him was not willing to be behind, and made a perfect drifting action with a posture parallel to him.

The two cars entered the curve like parallel lines.

"Boy, let me teach you a lesson, let you know what an 'underground car race' is!"

At the moment of cornering, the RX-10, relying on the auxiliary motor, let out a thunderous roar, squeezed out Araki Sousuke's XJR4000, and went away without a trace.

"Hey, that's a reasonable collision."

Collision is the biggest advantage of four-wheeled vehicles over two-wheeled vehicles.

"asshole……"

Squeezed slightly by the opponent, Sousuke Araki, who was bending, immediately lost his balance. The motorcycle circled on the ground and rubbed sparks, and finally braked suddenly in front of the guardrail with its strong control ability.

"Brother Araki, are you alright?!"

"Damn it, that guy did it on purpose!!"

Several men dressed as bosozoku immediately ran over from the side of the road and asked with concern.

Sousuke Araki quickly got up from the ground, lifted up the XJR4000 whose surface was scratched and tattered, and looked at the other party's taillights with fighting spirit.

"Don't worry, on this mountain, I won't give up easily for this clothes and this car..."

He naturally knew that the other party did it on purpose. If it wasn't for his superb driving skills just now, someone else might have already been sent to the hospital.

"...Wait, what is that?!"

Before I finished speaking, I saw a locomotive appearing like a ghost on the road behind the curve at some unknown time, and rushed out after the RX-10.

It was a red Kawasaki H2.

Above the fast-moving red car taillights, the rider's white special attack suit covered in black letters was flying wantonly under the night with the gust of wind.