Watching the XJR4000 run towards the wide steel guardrail, Harumoto subconsciously opened his mouth wide.

"No...... He did it on purpose......"

With a super sense of driving, he looked at the scene in front of him, and a bold conjecture suddenly appeared in his heart.

"This madman!!"

At the moment when he was about to hit the guardrail, Sousuke Araki stretched out one foot and kicked the ground......

"Not only do I have to cross that 'last centimeter', I have to crush it!!"

Like a feline, the retro XJR4000 jumped onto the railing on the outside of the curve, and then, like a stunt, sped along the inner wall of the thick steel railing.

Speeding on a wall is a stunt in which a motorcycle or bicycle circulates on a spherical conical surface.

There are strict requirements for the coefficient of friction, curvature, cutting angle and speed of the wall.

In practice, the friction of the wall can only overcome gravity in a short time, although the curved wall can provide more centripetal force to maintain kinetic energy, but rushing to the unfamiliar arc is tantamount to directly hitting the wall with a locomotive.

"How...... How can it be?! Is that what humans can do......

The observer at the bend was also speechless with astonishment.

In his opinion, this XJR4000, which has obviously taken the lead and locked up the victory, has no need to use such a desperate driving skill.

"Hey, that's the trick...... Named, Araki Rampage ......"

Driving on the inside of the U-shaped guardrail, the Sengoku samurai burst out with a speed as if he were walking on the ground, and directly overtook the headless horseman who was pressing the car through the outer bend, and instantly came to the front of the opponent.

"Just let me see who it is, dare to imitate ......"

Staggered past the other at close range, Sosuke Araki turned his head and looked at the Kawasaki H2 behind him.

"Are you...... Who?! ”

Through the soft moonlight, you can barely see that riding on this Kawasaki H2 with no headlights and wrapped in darkness is a childish man with smooth long hair and a soft and easy-going temperament.

On the fluttering special attack suit,It's not the words of the second in the rampaging group.,It's written words of unknown meaning such as "Sakakino School Park" and "Sincerity".

Sosuke Araki was slightly stunned, and his expression immediately became a little lost.

Except for the red Kawasaki H2, this little fresh meat guy, whether it is appearance or dress, is very different from the tall, rugged and masculine Takasaka brother, and it is not even a low-profile imitation.

At this moment, for the first time in his heart, he hoped that there were ghosts in this world.

Even if Brother Takasaka comes back from the land of Yellow Springs, he can play another game with himself.

After staggering at high speed, the rider simply slowed down, folded his hands, and looked at him with a smile, as if he had conceded defeat.

"Brother Araki! Don't be discouraged, it's only been two minutes now, and there's a chance to break the record!! ”

The mogul crouched in front of him shouted excitedly.

"Oh?!"

Hearing the words "record-breaking", Sousuke Araki suddenly retracted his mind, no longer paid attention to the man behind him, and continued to sprint forward in a strong state.

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

In a trance, he seemed to see the white figure flying in his memory and the familiar taillights reappear in front of him.

On the dark and winding track, Sousuke Araki maintained the mysterious state of "one man and car", and once again ran freely on the guardrail of the outer curve......

Araki rampage!

"Brother Takasaka, I must surpass you this time."

A race that spans time and chases the vanished figure in memory has just begun.

The man has passed away, but his violent soul remains in everyone's heart like an immortal bird.

……

"Waste...... Araki Senpai ......"

ON LEVIN, WHO CAME FROM BEHIND, THE THREE OF THEM WATCHED WITH SHOCK AS SOSUKE ARAKI SURPASSED THE HEADLESS HORSEMAN.

Just after Sosuke Araki overtook the Kawasaki H2 and left at high speed, the "Headless Horseman" who had recovered his head did not catch up, but left the handlebars of the motorcycle with both hands and began to slow down slowly.

JUST AS LEVIN APPROACHED QUICKLY, THE TWO MASTERS AND APPRENTICES IN THE CAR WERE ABOUT TO PUNCH OUT THE RUNE PAPER IN THEIR HANDS......

The Headless Horseman, bathed in the white moonlight, had folded his hands and turned into glow-white points of light along with the locomotive under him, slowly dissipating.

Only a black helmet remained on the asphalt.

LEVIN BRAKED HARD AND STOPPED IN THE DRIVEWAY, BRINGING OUT LONG BLACK TIRE PRINTS.

"Becoming a Buddha ......"

Inside the car, Kengo Yamada and Kaito Harumoto looked at the scene in front of them with blank expressions.

Ichiro Tokimoto didn't approach the helmet, but thoughtfully got out of the car and walked to the edge of the guardrail where Sosuke Araki had "rampaged"......

"Presumably, this resentful spirit's wish is that someone can overcome him."

With his back to the two of them, the old god Ichiro Shimoto said on the ground.

A robe printed with a Tai Chi pattern flutters in the night breeze.

"Mr. Tokimoto......"

Kengo Yamada walked up to him suspiciously.

After all this time in the Soul Destroyer's Association, he is no longer as ignorant as he used to be.

Naturally, I know where "becoming a Buddha" is such a simple thing.

"Kengo, that rune paper of yours was given to you by this kid named Araki."

Ichiro Tokimoto suddenly asked thoughtlessly.

"Although I received 'incense money', it was really what Araki's seniors asked for me...... Why did the teacher suddenly ask this ......"

Ichiro Tokimoto frowned, and quietly looked down at the fingertips he had just touched the guardrail.

There, there was a trail of blood.

"Teacher, this is ......"

"This senior of yours, I'm afraid his life background is not simple......"

With a slight sigh, Ichiro Shimoto's long sleeves caressed, and as the spiritual power spread out, the blood droplets that I don't know who spilled on the bend evaporated and dispersed.

"If he is very important to you, then whoever asks about what has just happened, just say that when we came from this bend, the headless horseman who was overtaken had already become a Buddha, and nothing else was known."

Looking at the rising and dissipating drops of blood, Kengo Yamada realized.

Originally, I thought that Araki-senpai was just a human with a faint inspiration......

Could he be...... Half-demon?

In human society, there are still many people who have half-demon blood and have never awakened in their lives.

Because of the sacrifice or "atavism", the power of the half-demon hidden in the bloodline has the possibility of awakening at any time.

Thinking about it this way, there is a reasonable explanation for the strange power of Araki's predecessors and the miraculous effect of the rune paper given to him.

Mr. Araki's body fluids can make a headless horseman become a Buddha, what kind of descendant of a powerful monster?

"I see...... Thank you, teacher......"

As if thinking of something, Kengo Yamada suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

The royal family and the Yin-Yang Liao, the attitude towards the awakening of the half-demon has always been "the heart of the non-my race must be different", "I would rather kill the wrong than let go", and at worst, it has become "research material".

If the matter of Araki's predecessors is discovered, I'm afraid it will ......

Sosuke Araki had thick hoses inserted into various holes all over his body, and the image of a ghost animal being pumped out of bodily fluids "coo-dong-goo-dong" came to his mind.

"You don't have to thank me...... After all, the cooperation between the Soul Destroyer Association and the government is only temporary, and I am only having a wisp of selfishness...... But your friend probably doesn't know what happened to him. ”

Ichiro Tokimoto stroked his beard slightly and sighed.

He vaguely felt that that man might be a ray of hope in this increasingly dark world.

If it falls into the hands of the government, I am afraid that it will extinguish this fire.

Observe first, if there is the right time, it is not bad to guide this person to join the association and protect him secretly.

Tokimoto Ichiro's words reminded Kengo Yamada.

Araki's seniors don't seem to have figured out the situation yet.

In this case, the secrets and peaceful lives of my predecessors are guarded by me with my life.

The sound of a whistle siren interrupted Kengo Yamada's thoughts.

He looked resolutely down the mountain.

There, several flashing police lights, like sparks, converged towards the foot of the mountain.