I run a tofu shop, and you want me to go to Akina Mountain?

Whether it was the starting point or the end point, there were a large number of media present. Fujiwara Takumi had been present for so long that the reporters must have taken pictures from every angle.

"Ah."

Fujiwara Takumi nodded and did not deny it.

"Then I'm so lucky!"

"Excuse me...can you give me your contact information? I would like to...invite you to dinner when I'm free." Sato Mako suggested.

“This… is fine.”

Fujiwara Takumi glanced at Sato Mako and agreed.

Mako Sato immediately leaned over the passenger seat and quickly wrote down her contact information with a pen.

Viewed from behind, Sato Mako's legs are perfectly formed.

it's beautiful!

"Takumi, look at Mako's eyes, they're almost staring straight at her." Shiraishi gently shook her fingers and reminded Fujiwara Takumi.

"Cough cough."

"Really? That's not the case. I just admired Mako from an aesthetic point of view."

Fujiwara Takumi cleared his throat, turned his gaze to Shiraishi, and explained seriously.

"Takumi, I don't believe it."

Shiraishi rolled his eyes.

"Now, here you go."

After writing the contact information, Sato Mako personally handed the note to Fujiwara Takumi's palm.

Sato Mako's hands, like her personality, are gentle.

It feels just right.

"Ok."

Fujiwara Takumi casually put the note into his pocket.

"Takumi, I used to be a fan of Takahashi Ryosuke, but since you defeated Takahashi Keisuke and Nakazato Takeshi, I have gradually become your fan, especially last night when you defeated Shoji Shingo in the tape death match. It was simply a miracle. I have become your unwavering supporter."

"And... he's so handsome, and so kind to help me fix my car."

Sato Mako kept praising Fujiwara Takumi.

It's because Fujiwara Takumi has too many advantages. "Yeah." Fujiwara Takumi nodded slightly and didn't say much.

At Sato Mako's repeated request, Fujiwara Takumi also told her his contact information.

"Well, see you next time, Mako. Shiraishi and I have to go to class."

At this point in the conversation, Fujiwara Takumi pulled Shiraishi into the 86 and drove towards Gunma Prefectural S High School.

Looking at 86 walking away, Sato Mako gently brought her legs together in her short skirt.

"Takumi."

"I... I don't mind if you... you date other girls." Bai Shi suddenly said on the way.

"Ok?"

Fujiwara Takumi was stunned for a moment.

"Takumi, you're so outstanding, I understand... I may... I can't monopolize you... Monopolize you..." Shiraishi stopped talking halfway and didn't continue.

"Oh."

Fujiwara Takumi understood and responded calmly.

He didn't seem to have promised Bai Shi anything...

Whether she minds or not, it will not change Fujiwara Takumi's style of doing things.

A racing driver doesn't need to be tied down by a woman.

There is no need to invest too much emotion in women.

Racing is racing.

At least this is the case for Fujiwara Takumi now.

"squeak--"

With the sound of brakes, Fujiwara Takumi and Shiraishi arrived at the school.

Walking on the campus, they inevitably attracted the envy and discussion of many students again.

After these few days, Fujiwara Takumi has become accustomed to this.

At noon, Fujiwara Takumi was about to go to the cafeteria to eat. Mogi Natsuki was already waiting at the door of his classroom, and standing next to him was a girl with twin ponytails whom Fujiwara Takumi had never seen before.

"Takumi, let's eat together."

Natsuki Mogi said.

"it is good."

Mogi Natsuki nodded.

When Shiraishi in the class saw this scene, his face turned slightly red, but he did not express any objection.

"Takumi, this is my good friend, the twin-tailed Sasuke, Minako Kaan. The three of us have the best relationship." Mogi Natsuki introduced the girl next to him to Fujiwara Takumi.

"Hello."

Fujiwara Takumi greeted.

"Takumi, nice to meet you."

When Sasuke saw Fujiwara Takumi, his cheeks blushed and he looked a little shy.

Deputy Sa took the initiative to step forward and gently shook hands with Fujiwara Takumi.

Agent Zuo's hands felt cool...

“Look, that’s Fujiwara Takumi! He’s eating in the cafeteria! So cool!”

"Fujiwara Takumi! No, I have to go back to the classroom to get a pen and paper, and write him a love letter quickly. If I miss this opportunity, I don't know when we will meet next time. I really like Fujiwara Takumi!"

"Fujiwara Takumi, I love you!"

“So cool!”

As soon as Fujiwara Takumi appeared in the cafeteria, it was like dropping a bomb, and the students were instantly in an uproar.

Especially the girls, they all praised Fujiwara Takumi.

Sometimes, it's not that girls are hard to chase, it's just that boys are not good enough. As long as they are good enough, any girl can chase them...

"Takumi-san, you are so welcome." said Mr. Satoru.

"Of course, Takumi's racing skills are so great." Natsuki Mogi said proudly.

Natsuki Mogi felt particularly proud that this person who was admired by everyone had some relationship with him.

"Um......"

Satoshi nodded, and looked at Fujiwara Takumi with a gentler look. But Fujiwara Takumi didn't pay much attention to Satoshi. He paid more attention to the food in the cafeteria - he was indeed hungry. In comparison, Satoshi's appearance was not as attractive as the food.

......

After school in the afternoon, Fujiwara Takumi first handed the 86 to Fujiwara Bunta, and then went to work at the gas station.

"Have you heard that a super fast racer has recently appeared on Cone Ice Mountain Road. No one can compare to him. He can almost be said to have dominated Cone Ice Mountain Road and defeated all the local racers."

"Really!? What car are you driving?"

“Sil-80.”

As soon as Fujiwara Takumi arrived at the gas station, he heard Takeuchi Itsuki and Kenji discussing this matter.

“Sil-80?”

Takeuchi Itsuki didn't know much about this car and looked confused.

“Here we go! Here we go!”

Just then a customer came to refuel, and Jianer immediately ran to get busy.

"Takumi, do you know what a Sil-80 is?"

Seeing Fujiwara Takumi coming over, Takeuchi Itsuki asked.

Takeuchi Itsuki no longer dared to underestimate Fujiwara Takumi, because Fujiwara Takumi had already proved his extraordinary strength.

"Oh, that's it. The full name of Sil-80 is Sileighty. It's a local brand. It's like 180 plus a little bit of Silva. It's a hybrid of the two, so it's called Sil-80." Fujiwara Takumi said lightly.

"Sure, Takumi."

“You know about this.”

Takeuchi Itsuki gave a thumbs up.

"You are too ignorant." Fujiwara Takumi responded.

"Uh... this..." Takeuchi lowered his head in embarrassment. "I'm here!"

Kenji finished his work quickly and returned to Fujiwara Takumi and Takeuchi Itsuki.

"Senior Kenji, who is the one driving the Sil-80? He's so powerful. I heard there are a lot of masters at Cone Ice Mountain, and he can even be called the king." Seeing Kenji coming back, Takeuchi Itsuki continued to ask.

"hey-hey."

"You asked the right person. A few nights ago, I went to Cone Iceberg and happened to see Sil-80 competing with other racers. Let me tell you, the driver of Sil-80 is a woman." Jian Er smiled and puffed out his chest, as if it was an honor to know some gossip.