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

"Mr. Takumi, I'm so sorry about that day. I wanted to ask you to go to the river to chat, but my brother suddenly asked you to go racing." Akiyama Kazumi looked at Fujiwara Takumi and said shyly.

"it does not matter."

Fujiwara Takumi shook his head.

He also earned a lot of points by racing with Akiyama Wataru, which was quite a good deal.

"By the way, how does your brother feel now that he lost?"

Fujiwara Takumi asked curiously.

My brother was extremely depressed that day.

"But now I'm much better. I work harder than before, and my passion for racing has not diminished at all. I go to Akina Mountain for a race every day."

Akiyama Kazumi answered with a smile like a flower.

"uh-huh."

Fujiwara Takumi nodded to show that he understood.

People in this world have an incredible passion for racing.

Racing is like the brightest star.

Those celebrities in the entertainment industry may not have as many fans as a famous racing driver.

This is the unique charm of racing.

"Takumi-san, I...can we go sit by the river tonight? I...I'm so bored at night and I can't sleep alone."

When talking about not being able to sleep, Akiyama Kazumi's face turned slightly red. It is unknown whether she had other thoughts in mind when she said this.

"Okay, get in the car."

Fujiwara Takumi agreed.

Since he had promised Akiyama Kazumi before, Fujiwara Takumi would not go back on his word.

"Ok."

"That's so kind of you, Takumi-san."

Akiyama Kazumi smiled widely.

She has very fair skin, long slender legs and is not short.

It's just that maybe her family is not very wealthy, so she dresses very simply and conservatively. I heard that in Saitama Prefecture, girls wear school pants instead of school skirts.

"Boom!"

Fujiwara Takumi drove Akiyama Kazumi quickly to a river.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening. There was no one around. The moonlight was reflected in the river, making it look a little hazy.

As an island country, it is surrounded by the sea, has many rivers, many beautiful women and plenty of water.

"Takumi, this river you found is so clean and clear."

Akiyama Kazumi said.

"It's okay."

"As long as Kazumi likes it."

Fujiwara Takumi nodded again.

"Yeah, I really like it."

Akiyama Kazumi said as she rolled up her trouser legs, took off her shoes, and put her feet in the river to soak. Although the weather was a bit cool, it was not cold, the temperature was just right.

Under the moonlight, Akiyama Kazumi was soaking her feet. The scene was as beautiful as a computer wallpaper.

"Takumi, how old are you today?" Akiyama Kazumi asked Fujiwara Takumi casually, just like a normal chat.

"I'm 18 years old." Fujiwara Takumi responded concisely.

Then he replied: "What about you?"

Fujiwara Takumi's eyes followed Akiyama Kazumi's toes swinging by the river, which seemed to touch his heartstrings. If there was a chance, Akiyama Kazumi's feet would be more than enough to be a foot model.

"I'm one year older than you and just graduated this summer." Akiyama Kazumi replied with a smile, with a hint of nostalgia in her smile.

"Oh." Fujiwara Takumi responded.

"Then you probably don't want to study anymore?" Fujiwara Takumi asked curiously.

"Yes, I don't want to study anymore. I have to work and earn money. But things haven't been going well lately." Akiyama Kazumi said, with a hint of gloom on her face.

"Kazumi, remember, drink more hot water, uh... no, I mean, everything will be fine..." Fujiwara Takumi patted her shoulder gently and comforted her.

"Yeah." Akiyama Kazumi nodded and leaned on Fujiwara Takumi's shoulder.

They stayed like this for more than an hour, after which Fujiwara Takumi took Akiyama Kazumi to a hotel to spend the night.

After breakfast in the morning, Akiyama Kazumi returned to the hotel where she worked, while Fujiwara Takumi returned to school for class.

After school in the afternoon, Fujiwara Takumi returned home and went to play with his friend Jingyekong. Jingyekong had said at school that her parents would be home late, so Fujiwara Takumi accompanied her for two hours instead of her parents.

"Boom boom boom!" After saying goodbye to Iya Sora, Fujiwara Takumi finished his dinner at home, started his 86, and sped towards Irohazaka-michi.

He promised Xiao Baihai to compete there. Fujiwara Takumi never breaks his promise. Similarly, he will not compromise with anyone if he is unwilling to do something.

"Takumi."

"Are you going out to compete?" Fujiwara Bunta walked out of the house, smoking a cigarette and said lightly.

"Yeah." Fujiwara Takumi nodded.

He knew in his heart that Tachibana Yuichi must have told his father.

Fujiwara Takumi never intended to hide this matter from Fujiwara Bunta, and there was no need to do so.

"The opponent is difficult to deal with, don't underestimate him." Fujiwara Fumita took a puff of his cigarette and reminded his son to be cautious in racing for the first time.

"Let me give you a suggestion."

Fujiwara Bunta continued to speak, and took another deep puff of cigarette. It was so long that Fujiwara Takumi was afraid that he might be unable to breathe...

"Please go ahead." Fujiwara Takumi responded. He expected that Fujiwara Bunta would not just give a simple reminder.

It’s definitely not that simple.

"Just once."

"You are not familiar with the Irohasaka mountain route. The time to take action is on the last section of the bridge road, and your opponent will definitely be ahead of you at that time." Fujiwara Bunta explained.

"Huh?" Fujiwara Takumi asked in a puzzled manner.

In fact, he knew everything clearly and was just cooperating with his father's "performance".

See through but don't speak out.

"call……"

"Go ahead." Fujiwara Bunta did not answer his question. After he finished speaking, he put one hand in his pocket, held a cigarette in the other hand, and turned back to the house.

Is this a silent show-off?

"Boom boom boom!" Fujiwara Takumi smiled helplessly and stepped on the accelerator and headed towards Irohazaka.

Without his father's telling, Xiao Baijian's driving habits will naturally be passed on to his son Xiao Baihai, and their driving styles must be similar.

At the same time, at Xiao Baihai's home...

"ocean……"

Xiao Baijian looked at Xiao Baihai who was checking the engine of Toyota MR-2 and suddenly spoke.

Toyota MR-2, also known as SW20, is the second generation MR2, a mid-engine, rear-wheel drive two-seater sports car.

"Huh?" Little Baihai didn't understand why his father suddenly called him.

"listen."

"The opponent is Fujiwara Bunta's son, Fujiwara Takumi. He has defeated Sudo Kyoichi and Takahashi Ryosuke, so his skills must be first-rate. In order to defeat him, in addition to skills, strategy is also crucial. I will teach you the strategy to deal with Fujiwara Bunta's son. First, let the opponent run first."

Xiao Baijian said.

"what!"

"How can this be done!"

"The modified MR2 has a clear advantage at the start, so why is it lagging behind?" Xiao Baihai asked in confusion.

"Besides, Fujiwara Takumi has superb skills. If he gives in at the beginning, isn't that the same as admitting defeat directly?" Xiao Baihai added, confused by his father's plan.

"Hai, calm down."

"We have to admit that Fujiwara Takumi's skills and his new modified 86 are very strong. From a head-on confrontation, you are likely to lose, so we have to use some tactics to ensure victory is on your side."