Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

Ikeda Koichiro's dementia state, even when it came to the resignation party, there is no sign of getting better.

Although it is true that the protagonist of this party is Fujiwara Takumi, since he entered this mass-market KTV, he has wisely chosen the most inconspicuous position, and deliberately gave the microphone to Takeuchi, the MC.

Iketani wandered into the sky, and Kenji was forced to be pierced by Takeuchi's magic voice, and Takeuchi was intoxicated in his own singing and sang non-stop.

Fujiwara Takumi heaved a sigh of relief, and absent-mindedly began to chew on the shredded squid that had just been delivered.

He has always been low-key and reticent, and he never likes too much attention.

Although after going to the UK to struggle and later became a lecturer, this introverted tendency was forced to improve...

However, he still instinctively avoided this lively activity of drinking and chatting among friends.

"Hello, Ikegani."

After Kenji silently drank two bottles of beer, he gradually got used to Takeuchi's ugly singing voice, and couldn't stand Ikegani's insanity: "Do you value brothers, or do you care more about a woman you only met once? Today is Takumi At the farewell party, do you keep thinking about that woman named Mako?"

Hearing Kenji's accentuated disappointment, Koichiro Ikeda immediately regained his senses.

He is a typical person who meets his first love and is so excited and nervous that he doesn't know what to do, but he is definitely not a person who does not value loyalty.

After being pointed out by a friend, Chi Gu immediately came to his senses.

"I see, Kenji, you are quite right."

He shook his head vigorously, no longer thinking about Mako's beautiful face smiling at him, sat down on the seat vacated by Takeuchi who ran to the middle of the box to sing, and looked at Takumi apologetically: "Sorry, Takumi, tonight I will It was a farewell party for you, but I just kept thinking about my own business."

"No, no," Fujiwara Takumi quickly waved his hand: "I was not good at these things, but now I am very happy, thank you Iketani and Kenji-senpai."

"Woooooo."

Perhaps because he had just drank a bottle of wine, Koichiro Iketani was particularly sentimental at this moment.

Hearing Tuo Hai's considerate words, and thinking of the other party's step forward last night to help Qiu Mingshan driver greatly regain face, he couldn't help being grateful to Tuo Hai for a moment.

He wiped away the turbulent tears and made up his mind: "Don't talk about that. Come on, Takumi, you are an adult anyway, don't just eat those snacks, but also drink some bars! Today is a treat for seniors, you are welcome!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Takumi declined, Iketani pressed the button to summon the waiter, and boldly ordered a few more bottles of wine.

Fujiwara Takumi really had no choice but to drink a cup deliberately.

The cold wine slid down the throat into the stomach, and suddenly became as hot as fire.

Fujiwara Takumi was a little startled: "Wow——"

When was the last time he had a drink?

For him, it was the celebration party for winning the championship.

But as far as his body is concerned... It seems that it was the year of the first birthday of the country, because he was so angry that his father always went out to drink before his birthday, and ran away from home to the time when Ah Shu's house had a big meal.

It was after that time that he realized that he was really bad at drinking, and he was almost drunk after one or two drinks.

And the wine is not very good: the conversation becomes too much, and I keep complaining about things that I am unhappy but can barely hold back.

With this understanding, he will rarely take the initiative to touch alcohol.

This time I am too embarrassed to reject the senior, but when I think that all four of them are drunk, I am afraid it will be difficult to go back...

After taking a symbolic drink, Fujiwara Takumi resolutely refused and continued to drink on the grounds of 'I really don't like it'.

"Okay, but remember not to be polite to me."

Seeing his firm attitude, Koichiro Iketani had no choice but to not force him, and continued to chat with Kenji while drinking.

In Takeuchi's ugly singing, time seemed to pass very slowly.

When Ikegani was drunk and Kenji was half drunk, he took advantage of the alcohol and walked to the front, snatching Shu's microphone: "Shu, stop singing, you've been singing all night—hip, Go sit down and rest!"

Takeuchi's mouth was indeed a little dry when he sang, so he simply handed over the microphone.

"Wow, how many bottles have you drank!"

He who was only focused on singing all the time, suddenly saw the table full of empty wine bottles, and was shocked: "Isn't Senior Ikegani going to replace the tires? Is it okay to spend so much money?"

Although already drunk, Iketani, who was still stung by the hint of poverty, suddenly began to "woo woo woo".

Although Fujiwara Takumi was not drunk, the wine he drank just now accelerated his blood circulation, making his face feel hotter and redder: "Ashu, do you want to drink? If Ikegani-senpai says you want it, keep calling."

"Forget it." Takeuchi hesitated for a moment, and said carelessly: "When Senior Ikegani sobers up, he will definitely die of heartache. Besides, the seniors are all drunk, I will drive them home later, it is better not to drink .”

"It's okay," Fujiwara Takumi said, "I'll take you home."

To his surprise, his friend A Shu, who obviously wanted to drink, didn't agree.

"Hey hey hey."

Takeuchi suddenly showed a treacherous expression, and under Takumi's confused gaze, he tiptoed closer to Ikegani.

Fujiwara Takumi blinked, and suddenly saw a key chain with a car logo in Takeuchi's hand.

"Senior Ikegani and Kenji are both drunk!" Takeuchi announced triumphantly, "S13 can only be driven by me! Ah, S13——"

Although he dreamed of buying a car, his savings were far from enough, and he had to persuade his parents to approve the loan.

Now it is rare to have an S13 that I can't afford to buy for a few years. It is still the car that Ikeda-senpai has always regarded as a treasure. Of course he is not willing to drink!

Fujiwara Takumi looked at his friends who were excitedly dancing indiscriminately, and looked at Kenji-senpai who suddenly burst into tears while singing, and sighed deeply.

He was just about to go to the window to get some air, but Ashu pushed him away from behind, "Let me see if Senior's S13 is parked at the door!"

Fujiwara Takumi was pushed onto the sofa by him, got up helplessly, and decided not to argue with his over-excited friend.

Takeuchi rudely opened the blinds down a big gap, and looked out on tiptoe without paying attention to image.

"Ashu, don't break the curtain."

Seeing that he was pulling too much, Fujiwara Takumi couldn't help but remind him.

Takeuchi, however, seemed to have seen something unbelievable, and said "Hey Hey Hey" in his mouth, trying to stretch his neck out.

"What are you doing, Ashu." Seeing his strange behavior, Fujiwara Takumi couldn't help asking him: "If you go on like this, it's really likely to break that—"

"Hello, Takumi."

After repeatedly confirming that he was not dazzled, Takeuchi turned around with a face of shock: "Take a look, the white FC parked downstairs at the door of this store...shouldn't it belong to Takahashi Ryosuke?"

"Eh?!"

Fujiwara Takumi suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Without waiting for his brain to react, he had already strode forward.

Takeuchi had stepped aside, with an unbelievable expression on his face, muttering, "Would a small Kai from such a big hospital come to this kind of mass-market KTV?"

In particular, the elder brother of the Takahashi Brothers, Takahashi Ryosuke, came.

The heirs of that kind of big hospital should be aloof, always very neat and gentle.

Not only does he drive a FC that has undergone a lot of careful modification, but he even wears brand-new suits meticulously when running street races.

On the day of the match with Takumi, he even paid attention to giving a large bouquet of roses.

How could the kind of person who almost engraved elegance on his body come to this small place that is popular because it is cheap?

Unlike Takeuchi, who can only guess people by the car, Fujiwara Takumi, who spent the entire time of Project D with Takahashi Ryosuke, can easily give the person who is smoking against the body of the white FC to him with just one glance. recognized.

"Mr. Ryosuke!"

Fujiwara Takumi blurted out.

Although it is a little far away, and the light at the door is a little dim, it is difficult to see clearly...

But Takumi Fujiwara would never admit his mistake, the one who could be vaguely seen was the owner with a slender and tall silhouette wearing a dark blue shirt.

But why did Mr. Liangjie appear here?

He stared blankly and remained motionless for nearly half a minute.

Could it be... no way?

It wasn't until a few pedestrians dressed as hot girls passed by FC and stopped in front of Mr. Ryosuke Takahashi, obviously talking to him, that he finally came back to his senses.

"That, Shu."

Fujiwara Takumi originally thought that at least he would sit until Senior Kenji had a good time before leaving, so as not to disappoint the kindness of the seniors.

Now thinking that Mr. Ryosuke was most likely waiting for him, and he didn't even know how long he had been waiting, he couldn't sit still for a moment: "Then I'll go back first, and if you have any questions, call me."

"what?"

Takeuchi was still thinking about the reason why Takahashi Ryosuke appeared here, but his friend forced him to leave in a hurry: "Why are you leaving all of a sudden? Hey, Takumi!"

Takumi, who usually has a blank face and takes his time, is surprisingly fast this time.

Before Takeuchi had time to stand up and ask, Takumi rushed out the door in a hurry, but closed the door softly.

"I said you..." Takeuchi looked at the senior who was already drunk into two balls of smelly mud, wanting to cry without tears: "You should help me carry them into the car before leaving!"

Fujiwara Takumi could no longer hear Takeuchi's words.

He trots at first and then turns to a trot.

After that, he ran straight and fast!

He jumped down the narrow staircase with more than twenty steps every three steps.

When the soles of the shoes landed heavily on the dirty gray carpet, the powerful impact made his heart beat wildly.

Fujiwara Takumi ran towards the door as if he didn't feel it.

"Mr. Ryosuke!"

The moment he pushed open the glass door, he couldn't help shouting.

As soon as the words fell, the person who had been casually leaning against the car body and smoking turned his head to look over.

During the day, the pupils of the eyes would be azure blue illuminated by the sunlight, but at night they were dark and deep. At this time, they were quietly fixed on Takumi, and he felt an indescribable tension.

Takahashi Ryosuke suddenly smiled slightly.

He lowered his head slightly, and pressed out the cigarette in the small metal box he carried with him. The sharp-eyed Takumi saw several burnt cigarette butts inside.

I don't know how long Mr. Ryosuke has been waiting here...

"It's over so soon?"

Takahashi Ryosuke opened the car door naturally, but didn't get in.

He rested his right hand casually on the top of the car door, and the shirt with the top two buttons missing was less serious than usual, and had some rare laziness.

He turned his head sideways again, looked at Takumi who was still standing there at a loss, and slightly deepened the smile on the corner of his lips.

He said in a low, but gentle voice that made people feel hazy: "Get in the car, I will take you home."