Three years ago.

At the foot of Mt. Haruna, a red Kawasaki H2 and a black-and-white "Sengoku Samurai" are parked side by side on the side of the road.

Sousuke Araki and an even taller man are leaning against a vending machine and drinking chilled Dr. Pepper.

"Damn, it's rare that Takakasaka Gogo took the time to come out and run with me...... This time, it's just a little bit close, and it's almost enough to win you! ”

Sousuke Araki squatted down and rubbed his face in frustration, the golden plane head was a little embarrassed because of sweat.

Just now, he and Ryota Takasaka beside him reached the end at almost the same time.

It was the first time he had come so close to defeating the other party.

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

The man standing behind Sosuke Araki asked in a deep voice.

"Of course, one day I want to surpass you, Brother Takasaka, who is known as the 'invisible taillight', and become an excellent man! Moreover, I thought that there would be a lot of girls after becoming a rampant......"

Sousuke Araki replied as a matter of course.

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

Even the golden plane head was cut because of the worship of the other party.

Every night, on the Haruna Mountain Road, which is occupied by motorcycles and cars, Ryota Takasaka, the "invisible taillight", will ride his red Kawasaki H2 and appear in the smoky crowd of cars, standing in front of countless headlights, smiling and greeting everyone.

No one could have imagined that it was this man who was not for power, not for power, but just for playing with motorcycles, and single-handedly formed the "Immortal Bird Riot Group", the largest riot group in Kanto.

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

"I don't play motorcycles to beat anyone...... It's just because I love the place in Gunma, the mountain, and the way it recedes at night. ”

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

"Everyone who joins the immortal bird, no matter how unfair the fate is and how difficult life is, as long as the moment you step on the locomotive, all that is left in your heart is surging enthusiasm...... However, I don't know how long my passion will burn on this road......"

"Takasaka Brother ......"

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

The members of the Immortal Bird Runaway are diverse, including the Yakuza 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 came together, but now the source of this enthusiasm actually said such a thing.

A white special attack suit swept across like a meteor in the night sky, obscuring his vision.

"This XJR4000 and that special attack suit belong to you, this is the reward I said before that you broke my record."

"Huh? However, didn't you say before that you would pass on this car to me after you won, and it was just a tie just now? ”

This black and white "Sengoku Samurai" is the previous car of Ryota Takasaka.

Although the model is a little older, whether it is modification, tuning or maintenance, it has cost him a lot of effort.

At the beginning, when Sosuke Araki dared to apply to join the Immortal Bird Runaway Group without even a locomotive, Ryota Takasaka agreed with him that if the other party could win him once, he would give away the "Warring States Samurai".

"Stupid, although the 'Sengoku Samurai' is a modified XJR4000, if you can match my Kawasaki H2, you have already won."

By the time Sosuke Araki took off his clothes in surprise, Ryota Takasaka had already stepped onto his Kawasaki H2.

"Sousuke, do you know what it takes to break the record of 2 minutes and 54 seconds?"

"Need your Kawasaki H2?"

"You muscular idiot...... To break that record, you need to break through the fear of death at high speed, step on the boundary between life and death with precision, and dance to your heart's content......"

Speaking of this, Ryota Takasaka covered his forehead and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Extreme high-speed cornering makes it extremely difficult for the driver to control the maximum incline.

The higher the lean angle and centripetal force, the higher the upper speed limit of the car in a corner, but if you accidentally touch your elbow or knee to the ground, it will be a car crash.

"Every time, in front of the last centimeter, I flinch...... The cowardice, the failure, and the despair in the face of death eat away at my passion like a wild beast...... Perhaps, one day you can go and see for me what the realm looks like after that centimeter. ”

"So, how do you go beyond that last centimeter......

Sousuke Araki looked at the starry night sky thoughtfully.

"You just have to hold your bearings, keep your eyes on the front and make sure you're hitting the gas pedal every second."

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Before Sosuke Araki could react, Ryota Takasaka had already started the engine and ejected.

"That's all for today. If you accept that special attack suit, you will be a cadre of the immortal bird...... Please join me in guarding this organization, which represents boiling souls and galloping lives, so that it will not be touched by any power or money. ”

With these words, the tall back gradually disappeared into the rising exhaust gas, turning into a red light that quickly disappeared.

……

"At the fourth corner, two cars enter the corner in parallel to each other at a distance of only one metre! Wait......"

In the communication channel, there was a sudden exclamation.

Facing the 180-degree "U" curve in front of him, Sousuke Araki still uses the wild and fierce extreme bending technique, [Death to the ground].

And the RX-10 behind him was not to be outdone, making a perfect drifting move in a parallel posture to him.

The two cars entered the curve like parallel lines.

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

At the moment of exiting the corner, the RX-10 let out a thunderous roar with the auxiliary motor, squeezing through Sosuke Araki's XJR4000 and leaving the dust.

"Hey, that's a reasonable collision."

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

"Bastard ......"

Being gently squeezed by the other party, Sousuke Araki, who was bending, immediately lost his balance, and the locomotive circled on the ground and rubbed out of Mars, and finally braked sharply in front of the guardrail with his strong handling ability.

"Brother Araki, are you okay?!"

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

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

Sousuke Araki quickly got up from the ground, lifted the XJR4000 that had been scraped to pieces, and looked at the other party's taillights with high spirits.

"Don't worry, on this mountain, just rush to this clothes and this car, I won't admit defeat easily......"

He naturally knew that the other party was deliberate, if it weren't for his superb driving skills just now, he would have been in the hospital if someone else came.

“…… Wait, what's that?! ”

Before he finished speaking, a locomotive appeared on the road behind the curve like a ghost, and rushed out after the RX-10.

It was a red Kawasaki H2.

Quickly moving away above the red taillights, the rider's white special attack suit with black letters written on it was flying wantonly with the wind and in the night.