On the way to the top of Akina, Fujii Shu's driving was in the middle of the regular distance, maintaining the speed limit of the legal limit, and he did not flick his tail and drift when he turned a corner, but Shinyama Katsuta in the passenger seat had a solemn and serious face.

Every time he cornered, the kid opted for a near-perfect in-cut line, and while he was still far from the top pros, he was already in the top of the pack in his age group.

Katsuta Niiyama used to be Mitsubishi's ace driver for the professional team, the kind of person who almost made it to F1, and although he hasn't touched professional racing for nearly a decade and his level has dropped by half a gear, his vision is still accurate.

In the afternoon, Mt. Akina, there was no excitement at night, and it was not a day off, and when Fujii drove the Prius to the top of the mountain, not a single drag racer did not see it.

"Boy, the difficulty of Mt. Akina's is not as difficult as the capital's high underground event, I hope you don't let me fall asleep."

Katsuta Shinyama was worried that this kid would release water and exert pressure, and he had a faint idea in his heart.

"Then you're going to have to hold on." Fujii smiled noncommittally

The modified V6 engine ignited, the piston retracted and retracted under the drive of the deflagrated mixed oil and gas, and Fujii's hand rested on the gear lever and pressed the accelerator pedal.

The plain Prius ejected and drove along the inner road at a speed of 140 kilometers, which was already a terrifying speed on a mountain road.

In the first high-angle corner, the front of the Prius swings lightly, drifts through the corner by inertia, and the speed drops to 80 km/h, and after the corner, the front of the car naturally adjusts and continues to drive along the inside of the road.

With his toes, oil, and steering wheel, Fujii's complexion is ordinary, and he only sees it as a little spice in his daily life.

Under the S bend, there is a 100-meter-deep stream on one side of the mountain road, and the memory of the Fujii tree who drove seems to go back to a few years ago, and a memory that he never knew was unsealed in front of his eyes.

His driving maneuvers were unaffected, he entered the corner smoothly, deflected the front of the car, adjusted the direction, and from the time of closing the corner, the speed did not decrease but increased, and he drove out at a high speed of 120 kilometers.

After that, there was a long straight road, and the voice of his original mother, Amami Yuki, sounded in his ears.

"Tree, when you get home, you have to make up for your homework."

At that time, he was sitting in the back seat of the car, driving the original father, and the mother in the passenger seat turned to him and told him that the family had returned to their home in Kyoto from Tokyo with a smile.

The roar of the engine resounded through the mountain road, the tires grinded deep black marks, and Fujii Shu drove the Prius, but his mind was divided in two, half of which remained in his memory.

Suddenly, in the middle of the mountain road in my memory, a white figure jumped down, the original father slammed the steering wheel, and the car crashed out of the guardrail and fell into a valley dozens of meters deep.

When he woke up, in the badly deformed front compartment of the car, his parents were no longer breathing, and the car was in flames, and the smoke woke him up.

"Are you still alive? Humans."

A pure white robe appeared in front of the upside-down car window, and the next moment, the twisted steel door was forcibly removed, and the man wearing the half-mask smiled on the lower half of his face.

The road ahead enters the last hairpin of Akinayama with five consecutive bends, and Fujii's eyes are no longer focused in reality, and he only uses his body instinct to control the vehicle, but he exerts terrifying driving skills extraordinarily.

Shifting gears, turning direction, and pressing on the brakes, the tiny Prius clings to the drain, pulling out amazing lines like a phantom, taking advantage of the inertia of the body, and is almost on the verge of losing control and madness.

This kind of genius, why don't you go to a professional car race?!

Katsuta Shiniyama in the passenger seat looked at Fujii's overly young face, when he was so old, he was far worse than Fujii, and it was only after undergoing hard training from Mitsubishi's official professional team that he had the strength to be proud of the drivers of the island country.

And Fujii Tree, obviously an amateur who has never received vocational training, can do this with only talent, it's terrifying, it's shocking! It's perfect!!!

At this time, Fujii Shu was still immersed in his memory, and after being rescued by the man wearing the strange mask, he gasped for fresh air and pleaded.

"Thank you

Can you join me in saving my parents?"

Halfway through his speech, his voice stopped abruptly, and at this time, Fujii Shu lowered his head, and there was an extra gap in his heart, and then he looked at the white-clothed masked man nearby, with his white and slender palms beating his heart.

"Smack!" Chinese Net

The fist-sized heart crumpled into flesh, and Fujii, who had lost it, couldn't support his heavy body, and half-knelt on the ground and stopped breathing.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless, to break the fate of humanity, only sacrifice can transcend."

The man in the white mask was too empty, he calculated everything, stretched out his heart, and took out a dry heart.

"The old era will perish, and the new will begin, and as a gift, you should accept this gift."

Taixu put the dry heart into the Fujii tree, half of his face was pale, picked up the other party's mobile phone, made a call to the nearest hospital, explained the location of the car accident, and his body flickered and disappeared in place.

I, crossed?

A few days later, another soul fused with some of the memories of the original body opened its eyes in the hospital room.

Five consecutive hairpins rushed out of a white prius, driving its Fujii tree to park the car on the side of the road, they had already descended the autumn name mountain, at the foot of the mountain one after another street lights on, the sky was late, the sun was like fire.

Some of the lost Fujii trees did not have a trace of pride after showing their skills, and he already knew the reason for the crossing, and he didn't know if it was a coincidence, the man wearing the mask, even with his current strength, was unattainable.

Thump! Thump!

Touching his hand to his heart, the heart was beating vigorously, but in his memory, it had been crushed.

"That, Fujii-kun. Are you interested in the sport of motorsports?"

There was a question from Shinyama Katsuta next to him, and someone's performance just now had already impressed the bad-tempered driving school instructor.

"I'm sorry, I've already got a new project this year, I'll talk about it next time."

Fujii stabilized his emotions, and the corners of his mouth pulled into a reluctant smile, explaining.

That's a pity!

Katsuta Niiyama thought to himself.

On January 22, 2015, Fujii's light music group recorded their new single ONE, the first announcement event day of the month.

Due to Ai Hui's one-year short contract, all four members of the light music team agreed to sign the contract, so they have to run an announcement at least once this month to meet the basic band popularity needs.

Shoya Nakajima was still in charge of their affairs, and the announcement was held on TBS TV, and the importance was more than a notch higher than that of the shabby local radio station when the ultramarine singles were played.

"Although Human Observation is a funny trick show, the scale is still much smaller than those in the late-night slots, so you don't have to worry about being rectified."

Ai Hui Club's nanny car, Nakajima Sho also explained the content of this evening variety show to several members of the light music team, people who often watch island country variety shows know that the bottom line of island people in variety shows is extremely low, what to give the girls of the little idol team to pour simulated cockroaches on their bodies, forcing idol trainees to eat fried insects are routine operations, and the content of the late-night schedule is exciting.

However, the light music team, which has sold more than 120,000 ultramarine singles, has the attention of a conference club like Ai Hui, and will not participate in the kind of bottomless vulgar variety show that almost takes off their clothes and fights hand-to-hand, and even the tricky artist variety show in which the little idol at the bottom participates.

To take an inappropriate example, the light music band is equivalent to the Kshatriyas, the ordinary idols are equal to the Vaishyas, the lower local idols are similar to the Shudras, and the brahmins are those who have been famous for a long time or the big celebrities.

And the reason why artists want to run the announcement and suffer this kind of torture with such a little program subsidy fee is mainly to gain attention with the help of TV media traffic.

"Fujii-kun, didn't you say last time that you were going to give me six songs as the chorus of the light music group's debut album?"

Shoya Nakajima suddenly remembered the promise someone had made when he was negotiating a contract at a café.

Ahh I've almost forgotten about it.

Fujii wasn't prepared, but it didn't matter, he thought about it, touched his chin, and spoke.

"Love Stops Like Rain (Formerly Ref:fain/2018), Unrequited Love (2016), Gentle Comet (2021), OneLastKss (EVA Theme Song/2021), Former Past Life (2016), Dream Lantern (2016)."

"I have already written (copied) these six songs, and I will pass them to you in the evening, including the score."