Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

Even when the game was decided, most of the spectators who felt unsatisfied still stayed on the mountain.

Of course, in their eyes, such a wait is definitely worth it - in the following TimeAttack session, it was a superb performance by the two plan D drivers who tried their best to run the best lap time.

There must be so many pairs of eyes to worry about, and with a group of RedSuns players who are not easy to mess with, and Akiyama Tsuru and their tight marking, no matter how resentful Ichi and Aikawa's group are, He had no choice but to give up his plan to seek revenge from the bosozoku, and left in despair.

When the last trace of worry was completely eliminated, Fujiwara Takumi drove the 86 and easily ran a new record that made the scalp tingle.

After Takahashi Keisuke also left a satisfactory new lap time, this also means that the plan D of the successful retreat completely conquered the Saitama area tonight.

The next stop is Tochigi Prefecture, where the most interesting opponents are obviously the members of Todojuku.

But for Takumi Fujiwara, who was lying on the bed and fell into a drowsy stage in an instant, the most important thing is of course not the expedition next week, nor the FD modification next week, but...

Appointment starting at [-]:[-]pm tomorrow.

Because it is Dad's turn to deliver the goods on the expedition day of Plan D, Fujiwara Takumi can sleep comfortably and undisturbed this night.

After getting up at ten o'clock in the morning, he washed up and went downstairs, and after a casual breakfast, he went out with an iron bucket, a brush and a water pipe under Fujiwara Bunta's curious eyes.

Fumta Fujiwara couldn't help following him out, and seeing that Takumi was cleaning the 86, he couldn't help saying: "It's rare that you don't go out on Sunday, and you still want to wash the car."

"Ah, I'm going out this afternoon." Fujiwara Takumi explained, "So I want to clean the car."

After last night's game, although 86 was not dirty, it was covered with a lot of dust.

If it were the usual Takumi, of course he wouldn't care about that little stain - but today it will be used as an important date vehicle carrying Mr. Ryosuke, so it must be washed clean.

Fujiwara Takumi brushed very seriously, and Fujiwara Bunta looked at his back suspiciously. After a while, he said out of nowhere: "Oh~ is it a date?"

As soon as the words fell, Fujiwara Takumi, who had been brushing hard just now, froze.

"Humph."

Fujiwara raised his eyebrows proudly, and blew out a beautiful smoke ring: "Finally you don't deny it?"

"Ah."

After nearly half a minute, Fujiwara Takumi gave an affirmative answer in a low voice.

Although his back was still facing his father, his voice sounded very steady, but his red ears revealed his shyness: "It's a date."

After quickly answering, he continued to brush the body of the 86 violently, making a "squeak, squeak, squeak" noise.

Fujiwara Bunta raised his eyebrows, but he didn't let go of his idiot son so easily: "I mentioned it several times, the owner of that perfume, right?"

"……Um."

Fujiwara Takumi endured and endured, but he still couldn't help it.

He didn't care about his embarrassment that must have been flushed at this time, he turned around and looked at his father who was chasing him fiercely: "Go to business soon! Don't ask! Anyway, I don't know how to bring him now." Come to see you."

It will be made public after he has achieved enough impressive results in the field of professional racing.

For Dad... at least until the end of Plan D.

"oh oh."

Fujiwara scratched his ears too lazily.

He made a silent smirk, and walked away slowly on his slippers.

Did not expect ah.

It seems that he was too late to get the hang of it. The idiot son who only cared about cars and practicing driving skills suddenly became extremely efficient in love.

After half revealing the relationship with his father, Fujiwara Takumi felt that the frequency of being stared at by his father with good intentions suddenly increased.

But the stinky old man always squints his eyes and has a thick skin, even if he protests, it's useless.

After struggling until lunch time and making fried noodles for his father to fill his stomach, Fujiwara Takumi couldn't wait to set off.

Bunta Fujiwara held a plate of fried noodles and asked slowly, "In such a hurry?" He didn't even eat lunch.

Before Fujiwara Takumi could speak, he pretended to suddenly realize "Oh", and answered his own question: "I want to be with my date."

Takumi Fujiwara, who knew that his father was playing tricks on him, could only pretend not to hear.

He ran out of the door as if fleeing, and drove away in the 86 a few seconds later.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Gunma Hospital.

"Senior Takahashi, is this week's internship over?"

At the instigation of her friends, a girl in a white lab coat with a flushed face walked up to Ryosuke Takahashi who was about to enter the locker room, and asked in a low voice.

"Ah."

This Takahashi senior who is recognized as the number one handsome guy in the Gunma Medical Department and the heir to the famous Takahashi Hospital has been confessed to by countless people since he entered school, but no one has ever succeeded...

Hearing this, he turned his head slightly to the side, and gave her a faint look.

"Feel sorry."

Under the sunlight, her dark blue eyes were a clear azure blue, reflecting her tense face, but they were so indifferent that there was no warmth.

He lowered his eyes slightly, but he didn't move his hand on the sliding doorknob, and his tone was also distant and polite: "I'm going to a very important date now, if you have something to do, please talk about it next time."

"Ah, that."

It was hard to take this step, and even though she heard Senior Takahashi's implicit refusal, she was still reluctant to give up so easily.

After a short period of entanglement, she struggled to muster up the courage in her body, and asked again: "Excuse me, is the person who asked the senior to go on the date... a girlfriend?"

Takahashi Ryosuke's lips curved slightly.

She could see it clearly - it was a very shallow arc, but it was gentle from the heart.

Ah, hopeless.

The moment this heartbreaking thought just surfaced, that deep and pleasant voice gave the answer exactly as she had guessed.

"It's not a girlfriend." Takahashi Ryosuke replied with a smile, "It's the lover I hope to spend my whole life with."

She stared blankly at him until the lounge door was closed and she could no longer see him.

That 'lover' who was treated with great respect and tenderness by that Takahashi-senpai who is like a flower of the mountain...is really enviable.

After changing clothes as quickly as possible, Takahashi Ryosuke took out his mobile phone from his personal belongings while walking towards the elevator, and dialed the number he knew by heart.

"Mr. Ryosuke?"

The lover's voice clearly passed through the noisy background of the hospital and reached his ears.

"Well, it's me."

Takahashi Ryosuke showed a soft smile unconsciously on his face, and replied in a low voice: "I just finished here, and I will come out soon. Which side of the road did you stop at?"

"Ah, if that's the case, I'm in the parking lot of the hospital." The lover's soft voice gave an answer that surprised Takahashi Ryosuke: "You should be able to see me when you come out from the left door .”

"……it is good."

After a very short hesitation, Takahashi Ryosuke lowered his eyes slightly and cut off the communication.

At the same time, he quickened his pace.

After going out through the left door, I saw the Panda 86 at a glance.

Takahashi Ryosuke frowned indiscriminately, and opened the door of the passenger compartment without hesitation. The first thing after getting in was not to fasten the seat belt as usual, but to put Fujiwara Takumi on The hand on the shift lever was gently held.

really.

The coldness that is incompatible with summer, and the trembling that cannot be suppressed.

Takahashi Ryosuke sighed softly: "Why do you force yourself?"

Although Fujiwara Takumi's face was pale and pale, he didn't react as violently as when Ikegani-senpai and the others rushed over suddenly last time.

The initial nausea, trembling, cold sweat, headache... He had already overcome most of it by himself even though he had arrived more than 30 minutes earlier.

"It's not forced."

Fujiwara Takumi spoke slowly.

The bright brown eyes were extremely clear, clearly reflecting his lover's handsome face.

The vibrato contained in the softer voice has also been so slight that if you don't listen carefully, you won't notice it.

"It's what I want to do."

Fujiwara Takumi smiled embarrassedly, and said softly, "Because it's Mr. Ryosuke, um, where Ryosuke is. I won't, and I don't want to be in fear all the time."

"Besides, as long as I think about seeing Ryosuke immediately, the pain of heart palpitations will be relieved to a great extent... It's really a very lucky thing, and it makes me feel very happy."

As long as Mr. Liangjie is around, he is willing to work hard to overcome and change.

"Ah."

Takahashi Ryosuke closed his eyes and responded in a low voice.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly loosened his grip on Takumi's hand, and asked gently: "If you don't mind, would you like to let me drive your 86 as the driver for this date?"

Takumi slightly opened his eyes.

"Eh? Of course."

Although Fujiwara Takumi had never let anyone other than his father drive the 86, it was Mr. Ryosuke who made the request, and he agreed without thinking.

After the two exchanged seats, Takahashi Ryosuke quietly watched Fujiwara Takumi who put his head down and put on his seat belt.

"Takumi."

After hearing his name, Fujiwara Takumi subconsciously raised his eyes.

What catches the eye is a dark blue quiet lake, as well as the intoxicating scent of light perfume.

——and a very light, very light kiss.

The thin lips with beautiful lines touched lightly on the slightly open, defenseless soft lips.

Takahashi Ryosuke smiled and said, "If Takumi insists, then my only request is to take it slowly."

"I have enough patience and will wait." He paused and explained with a smile: "No matter what it is, you can take your time."

Takumi slowly covered his flushed face and nodded imperceptibly.

The scene of the black and white AE86 starting the engine under the control of the senior Takahashi and driving away in reverse also caught the sight of the school girls looking down on the third floor.

"It's a pity, I didn't see the face of that senior's lover."

"It must be sitting in the invisible back seat. I really envy her."

"The person sitting in the driver's seat before is so young and handsome. Is it a high school student? Could it be a relative of the senior's family?"

"Takahashi-senpai, who can capture such a high-sighted person, is definitely a beauty with a super good figure. Maybe she is a model who often appears in magazines..."