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VON VITTORIA ATTSU
藤井直樹
清水八重子
DANCING ALL NIGHT
SHIROMINE 白峰 LINE
9X/11/12 | 22:15
november 12th
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NIGHT SHADE
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Yagami Yumi (八神 由美)
A suregeon at a local hospital, Yagami got into street racing as a child through her father, a street racer, who would take her for a ride on the touge on weekends. One day, however, her father got into an accident, narrowly escaping death. Since her father was saved by a surgeon, she decided that she wants to be a surgeon when she grows up. For the next few years Yagami focused on her studies and never returned to the touge due to both her workload, and pressure from parents to keep herself safe and work hard for a better life.
After many years of education, Yagami finally became a certified surgeon. She was praised for her work but she also had little to no social life. Seeking solitude after one particularly rough surgery, she drove up to the touge for the first time in years for a drive. Witnessing the street racers that were around, Yagami rediscovered her long-suppressed passion for cars. Thus, Yagami bought a used Hinode MID2 and began modifying it and racing it in her free time, funded by her large salary. Yagami’s precision and delicate movements that made her a skillful surgeon also helped with her driving and soon, she became both feared and respected by other hashiriya in the area.
Utoda Yuuna (烏兎田 輸優那)
Extroverted albeit slightly eccentric, Utoda is a fresh graduate who got into cars when she was in high school. She would follow her friends to the touge where her car-owning friends would show off their cars and race against other hashiriya.
At first, Utoda only came for the sake of her friends. As time went by, however, her interest in street racing grew to the point where she would practice driving with her friends’ cars. After graduating and getting her license, Utoda bought herself a Saidenki Tracmo with her savings and modified it for touge use. New to the scene, Utoda is eager to make a name for herself in the world of street racing.
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The story is nice, wish I could’ve contributed this to cement my car into a comic : p
I know the Viera from CSR 149, where it finished a honorable third - but this customized TSR adds some very sweet icing to an already scrumptious cake. No wonder it’s the car of choice for the leader of the Eclipse Clan!
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シグマの休日 | Sigma's Day Off
November 8th, 199█
I woke up with the memories of the other night still fresh in my mind. The thrill of racing once again ran through me upon the witnessing of an adrenaline pumping race such as that one. I was skeptical at first of the boss’ proposition, but so far? It’s turning out not to be a bad idea, despite all that we knew.
As fun as I might have thought it was, it sure was a tiring weekend, needing to prepare for everything that came to us then. Working with the police was something I really had not expected to happen, but this is X we’re talking about, after all. Someone who can seemingly make the impossible possible, all for their own very selfish desires.
But for making that impossible possible, I’m glad they finally decide to give me a day off.
“What should I even do today?” I asked to no one in particular as my eyes finally gazed open, staring at the unchanging ceiling of my apartment. I turned my head towards the window, which showed nothing but the neighbouring buildings of the lone street.
Right, I’ve been so busy with working for that X that I’ve more or less never thought about what I should do on a rare day off like this. The clock said 06:54, which was about the usual time I would get up for work, which means my circadian rhythm has been totally messed up by my work.
The sun was barely even up, and honestly? So was I, so like any logical person I shut my eyes and decided to lay in bed for another hour whilst listening to the dreadful ticking of that 800-yen timekeeper.
・・・
My stomach began to grumble at me after what seemed like barely even an hour, but in reality it’d been nearly two, and the sun was shining well over the horizon by this point. Eventually I decided to get up and do the usual routine of getting myself cleaned up from whatever I had been drooling onto my pillow the night before. I felt like cooking today, as I hadn’t done so in a long time, but since the last time I cooked was… too long ago, safe to say there wasn’t anything for me to really make something out of in the fridge.
As such, I grumbled my way through my wardrobe to get something that at least works for the weather, and after checking all the doors to the apartment, I grabbed my keys and…
…keys…?
Let’s just say I was a bit surprised when I noticed a particular set that usually wouldn’t be in my possession. A black-and-purple Y-badged fob was connected to it, and immediately I knew what was up.
I rushed out of the apartment, and there it was. A black Yamada coupe in front of the sidewalk, more or less blocking half the street. The sides were pelted with whatever street racing modifications, and very un-secretly, X decals that lined its bodypanels.
“Are you… are you fucking kidding me?”
There was a note taped to the side of the window, and already ill tempered from just the sight of this in my usually peaceful neighbourhood, I grabbed it and read it.
“Hi Sigma, it’s X. I’ve personally decided to give you the company car for your day off. I figured you’d want something to go around in. You can turn the car back in when you return for work tomorrow. Enjoy your day! ~X”
Whatever kind of sick joke that was. Turns out the day off is just an unpaid day for me to babysit X’s toy. I sighed as I crumpled the paper uttering curses to myself.
That goddamn brat, I swear I’ll get back at them for this some day.
My annoyance was interrupted by someone greeting me seemingly out of the blue, and my heart dropped the moment I recognized the voice. After all, it was none other than my next-door neighbour Takamoto, who came holding a paper bag that I could smell fresh bread coming from. I hid the crumpled paper behind my back and smiled at him.
“Motoko, good morning! It’s rare to see you out like this, something good happening?” He greeted with his usual delightful tone. Indeed, it is rare for me to be out this morning, but I can’t exactly tell him about my work, it’s secret after all.
“M-morning… T-Takamoto…” I awkwardly wave back at him. “Nothing really, just a day off, I guess? Ehehe…”
As usual, he’s unfazed with a lot of things, even with the mysteriously loud coupe in front of me. I was hoping he wouldn’t bring it up, but he did anyway.
“Is this your car, Motoko? I never even knew you drove! Did you get permission from the landlord to park it here?”
Absolutely not. To both those questions, it’s a no.
“It’s my… um…”
Shit, gotta come up with an excuse. Who do I shift this onto…?
“…my… ah! It’s my brother’s car!”
Who the hell is your brother?! You don’t even have one, dumbass!
God, please tell me he’d take it.
“Is that so? I assume your brother is here right now, then?”
Why do you have to ask so many questions?! If you weren’t so cute I would’ve decimated you right here and then! I had no choice, from this day forward I’m going to have to come up with this false illusion of an “older brother” if I want to keep talking to him. There’s no other way around this!
“N-no, actually! He left the car with me because… well… he’s in… Tokyo right now? For work!” I said as truthfully as possible. For whatever reason, outside of work, my usual lying skills never seem to activate.
He looked at the car for a bit, eyeing it down with what I assumed to be curiosity. He took especial notice at the numerous X decals around the car, and the windshield decal that screamed everything right there and then. The “Secret” Society X.
Secret my ass!
“Well, it’s a nice car, isn’t it? 1997 Rhythm RS-GT. My dad had an older Rhythm before he got too old and bought a Hakaru. If your brother left it with you, I assume he’d be fine with you using it.”
Oh yeah, he’d definitely want me to use his six-hundred horsepower decision maker to run groceries and go to the local ramen shop. What a nice brother-! -Not!
“I wouldn’t exactly call it nice, the exhaust is too loud, and it rides really harshly. He just wants me to babysit it for today since a friend of his will be picking it up tomorrow.”
He seemed to take the bait, nodding his head at every word I said. I crumpled the ball of paper in my hand further, hoping that he would eventually go on his way. I was starting to get quite hungry at this point, and it would only be a matter of time until…
…ah, there it is.
My stomach growled once more in its eager quest to digest a meal to start the day off, and rather embarrassingly, I’m sure Takamoto heard it too.
“Ah, have you not eaten breakfast yet, Motoko?” He asked as he began to dig through the paper bag in his hand. “I just bought some ingredients from the bakery down the street to make a meal. Care to eat with me?”
With him asking me so sincerely, can I really say no?
・・・
Breakfast with Takamoto was fun. Never would I have expected him to be such a good cook, and I guess that’s just one of the few things you find out when you’re not working the entire day, or even the entire night.
“Say, Motoko, I never really got to properly know you until now. What do you actually do for a living?” He asked me as he finished up washing the dishes.
Of course, I can’t answer this question, my work is highly classified. I’m gonna have to continue building up this fantasy idea for him to not blow my cover.
“U-um… I’m… a secretary…”
That sounds too close to my actual job! But that may have its perks too for when he might ask more things about my job.
“Secretary, huh? Is a secretary supposed to be out late until three in the morning?”
“Not really, but my boss is just, really strict I guess.”
Not wrong there.
“Is that so? You should worry about your health more. Your lifespan will get cut short if you keep overworking yourself like that.” He said as he finished cleaning the last of the dishes. He’s such a caring guy, whoever ends up being his wife is surely going to be delighted!
“I suppose I should, ahaha~!” I said as I looked over towards the clock hanging on the wall. “Thanks for the meal, Takamoto. I really appreciate it.”
“Oh yeah, no worries! I’ve actually really wanted to spend at least one morning with you like this. It’s my way of thanks for that time you defended me from the landlord because of that stray cat I brought in.” He said. Ever since I moved into this apartment complex, Takamoto was always this nice man who was eager to help out anyone who seemed in need. Whether it was when Ms. Ogawa she locked herself out, or that stray cat he saw by the side of the road, even if the situation didn’t favour him, he was always there to help out.
Oh, how I wish I could spend more time with him!
“Say, Motoko, didn’t we agree on being a bit more friendly with one another now? You still refer to me as Takamoto, so are you uncomfortable with me calling you Motoko?”
“A-ah! Not really… I don’t mind you calling me by my first name at all… T-Takeshi…”
That’s right, we’re friends now… friends… But wait… he doesn’t refer to Ms. Ogawa by her first name, nor does he refer to Mr. Yamada… C-could it be?!
“That’s more like it! Oh, yeah, sorry to end it right here, but I’ve got to go to work in about an hour,”
It’s over already?
“I-is that so…? I suppose I must be going then!” I said, getting up from my seat and bowing politely. He then escorted me to the door, and we said our parting words as we went off for the rest of the day.
So far, this day off isn’t turning out that bad! A breakfast with Takamoto… I mean, Takeshi to start the day off, my mood was in great spirits until I stepped out of his apartment and came back to the realization of what my situation was.
That damn car isn’t going to disappear from here unless I do something about it.
I went back into my apartment and thought for a moment, looking around the place to see what exactly I could do, and with a deep sigh, I went back out to look at the car. I could hear the metal still ticking from the heat, which means the car was likely just delivered to my doorstep this morning…
Whatever the case, I shrugged it off and hopped into the car, plugging the key into the ignition and giving it a twist. The engine roared to life, unfortunately quite loudly. Even from the inside, I could smell the expensive, high octane fuel burning richly in the air. A sign that I really should get out of here.
・・・
Lunchtime eventually came around after driving for a bit around the ever-busy streets of Yohaku, with plenty of stares acquired by the loud-looking, and loud-sounding coupe, which was uncomfortable to experience to say the least. But once my stomach began to grumble, and the sun rose high into the cloud-dotted sky, I’d decided to hit the pass to make my way to none other than Yamitani’s finest.
Before that though, I’d have to head all the way up the eleven kilometres of high speed Shiromine road.
Entering the highway, it was clear, and the wind was practically nonexistent. The track conditons were great, and the tyres warmed from the hours of leisurely driving about Yohaku.
I think by this point, I figured out what X was trying to get me to do.
My foot heaved on the throttle, and the four cylinder breathed its five-hundred horsepower glory to the front wheels, and the car lunged up the hill as the revs climbed to well over 9000 RPM. The mountains lived with the glorious sound of a turbocharged mechanical beast that prowled up the asphalt, and here I felt everything that the boss wanted me to feel.
The ecstasy was unimaginable, and it filled me up with a goodness immeasurable. The speed crawled through my peripheral vision, and I felt the car’s suspension in contact with the most sensitive portions of the road. My pounding heart was bouncing in desire through these emotions as I wrestled my grip on the wheel.
The fight with the car up the hill was sickening, but pleasurable. A dominance battle between control and power, as I eased my foot up and down, left and right, and the tyre’s moans sounded through my ears as the tango between driver and car persisted.
Our bodies felt intertwined as one as we rode up the kilometres of uphill winding highway, and by the end, I realized…
I wasn’t even going full throttle even once.
Yet it all felt so…
…perverse.
Ahem! That aside, I saw the exit at the top of the pass, where I was sure I’d be led to the one and only Yuzuki Ramen. I rolled the window down in hopes of getting a whiff of the mixture of ingredients being cooked and served, but once more, the only scent I caught was that of the gasoline engine, and the slightly worn tyres sizzling from the heat of action.
The store was not at all busy, likely due to it being a weekday, but parking the car into a spot, and memories would climb back into my mind. The restaurant had only been established when I was little, yet it still remains popular to this day due to its unmatched recipes.
Entering the old-looking building, and I was finally greeted with the enticing scent of broth, and by the owner’s ever-sweet and nostalgic voice, both in person, and through the songs that played on the old radio by the counter.
“Welcome to the restaurant!” Called out the voice of a surprisingly youthful storekeeper. “Oh, Motoko! You’re back! Will you be having the usual?”
Leaning over the counter was none other than the restaurant’s owner, the ever beautiful Takamoto Yuzuki, or Yuzuki as she prefers to be called. She dressed casually, with her short brown hair being let down, but even then her maturity as a woman shone through dazzlingly, not just through her looks, but through her demeanour and voice as well.
Indeed, the store was named after her, and is funnily enough, themed after her. With the walls lining posters of a bygone era when she was still in the idol industry. These posters were not placed by Yuzuki herself, however, but her rather obsessed husband.
“Yes, please, I’ll have the usual.” I said, sitting myself down at the counter, and nearly instantly I was delivered a hot bowl of masterfully prepared ingredients by Yuzuki’s husband, Keiichi, someone who was equally as elegant as their spouse.
“Here you go, House Special Tonkotsu Ramen, just the way you like it!” Keiichi said, placing the bowl down in front of me. I bowed as a thanks, before tying my hair up into a neat bun to prepare myself for eating the meal.
“By the way, how’s our son doing? Made the moves on him yet?” He said, chuckling right after.
I tried not to think about it, but the events of this morning flashed through my mind quickly, making me pause right before taking a gulp of the noodles right before me. I tried to hide my embarrassment, but it appears Yuzuki had managed to catch right on.
“Oh my! Dear, it appears we may be getting a daughter-in-law soon!” She giggled.
My face turned red right there, as much as I denied it.
“W-with all due respect, t-that’s not happening! I’m already married to my work!” I blurted out quickly, which caused the noodles to fall right out of my chopsticks and back into the pork bone broth with a small splash.
Both of them seemed to have a small laugh right after I said that.
“Ah, Motoko, you’re really reminding me of how it was back in the days. I did say that at one point, but look where I’m at now!” Yuzuki said, bumping her husband with her elbow. “Speaking of which, why not just become an idol? You have an adorable face, a great singing voice, and you don’t mind working hard. Certainly could lead you somewhere than that secret society of yours…”
“…idol, huh?”
She did have a point, I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be able to work under X. It’s not like I’ll be able to rise through the ranks in there, it’s a dead-end job, and I’ll be working until I hit the coffin most likely. The idol industry is harsh, but there’s no way it’ll be harsher than the work I do in this company.
Whatever X’s dirty laundry is, I’m always his first pick, aren’t I? Almost like a top idol already, just minus the fanfare, happy songs, and concerts…
“I still have my connections to my old agency, I could become your manager, y’know?” She said. I could barely even tell if she was joking or not. “This song really takes me back, I remember you singing this song quite well, Motoko.”
This song, huh? How contrasting to my daily work…
It was clear at this point, the mentioning of my job had a negative impact on my mood. They noticed it too, but shrugged it off. To be completely fair, it’s always been like this, and they know how it is anyway.
I slurped down the rest of the broth, and respectfully bowed my head once I finished the meal, with the bowl taken by Keiichi right after.
The lyrics continued midway through after a short bit of instrumental, and I found myself humming along, my spirits being slightly lifted away. As much of a joke the idol thing is, it may as well be plausible.
“Oh yeah, don’t worry about paying for your meal today. We do have one favour though.” Yuzuki said as I was about to grab my wallet. I looked up at her, and she seemed to be staring off into the distance, but the truth was she was just looking at the company car parked in the lot in front of the store.
“Care to do some delivery for us?”
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HAIL TO THE SOUND OF THE HELL'S EAGLE'S
Praise be the land of the free, the country of the wild, the wild wild west!
The story of two business with a hobby
The Team:
| Name: Ryuzo “Big Block” Wakaba Age: 28 Bloodtype: A |
The younger of the two drivers. But just because he is younger doesn’t mean he doesn’t have the least experience in modding cars and running a succesful garage. With 23 Ryuzo opened the “Hell’s Eagles”-Shop, a tuning shop specializing on everything in the biggest tax braket. He runs the operation and still tunes the incoming steel beasts by himself.
Ryuzo always loved the US. The cheap Whiskey, long straights of sunburned asphalt and cheap american TV. Besides racing he loves watching his favorite teen drama in his diner styled office.
For the opening of his shop he needed a showstopper, a car which shows everything they are and can do. While reading his favorite imported american car magazine he found something in the ads, his own soon-to-be magnum Opus. A 1969 Mercer Scorpion. The car was half filled with the best Florida swamps had, and he other half was used as a target, but Ryuzo seen his soul mate.
When the car came into his shop the real damage showed. It seemed like a loosing battle before it even began. But under the long hood there is was. The heart of the beast. A seven litre V8. The thing which would make or break this project. With a battery attached, and the carburator full of brakecleaner he turned the key, and the engine roared to live. That was the sign he needed. Soon the beast was restored to its formar glory and even beyond. Every rusted panel was changed with aluminium ones and the engine got pushed to over 500hp. Most people only leave rubber in the turns here, he also left his marks on the straights.
| Name: Tai “Free Bird” Miyako Age: 30 Bloodtype: B |
Tai met Ryuku when they where still is school. They quickly noticed they shared interrest in G.I.Joe , Knight Rider and the 'The Tonight Show with Jay Leno". With the help of his friend he co-founded the Hell’s Eagle shop and now runs the visual mods and paint shop.
Tai loves american music, nothing feels better than going down the pass, T-Tops down while listing to Bluegrass, Country and Madonna.
His love with american cars started already when he was small, he always adored the SuperCoups and STAG’s he seen on the TV. He wanted to be like all those people in the flickering box. Tai worked hard to furfill his dream, but evertime he was close to get his own piece of american freedom, something would come up. Rent, Tuition fees, broke family members. But when his friend told him about the idea for a shop, he jumped aboard with any further words. Helping was his thing, and he had the skills to make the business booming.
Soon Tai received his first paycheck from Ryuku, but not in form of a check, but with the keys of a freshly imported Deer And Hunt SuperCoupe. A five litre california dream of a car. Of course the car also got the Hell’s Eagles treatment, upping the engine to over 400hp and giving the car a aero kit for peak curve performance
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峠バトル | TOUGE BATTLE
199█/11/12
At a stopover by the entrance of the Shiromine line, the event would continue a week after the previous. With the defeat of Von Vittoria Attsu’s Ascari Feia, there would only need to be one more victory for Dancing All Night in order to progress to the next stage.
If they don’t score this point however, they would then be forced into a tiebreaker round on a randomly decided course.
The rain continued to pour, but eventually calmed down after a few minutes of waiting. Still, droplets continued to fall onto the painted metal of the cars around the area, and the track was wet and slippery. A driver would need to have great skill and courage to push their cars up the course, even if it was a relatively straight one.
Eventually, there arrived X’s fleet of the imposingly large SUVs, but one with a keen eye would notice the sedan not present, instead being replaced by a black coupe garnished with a plentiful amount of racing modifications, its blow off valve whistling every time the driver lifted off the throttle, and the engine idling with an audible growl.
Omega and a couple of other masked figures exited one of the black SUVs, and interestingly, Sigma exited the black coupe, escorted by the earlier unmarked goons, with another one of them holding a rather exotic traditional umbrella over Sigma as the smaller figure walked over towards the crowd.
“X is presently busy with their work. However, do put on a good show as I will be acting as their representative, and they will still be looking over the footage acquired from tonight’s battle. This weather will put you two drivers to the test. May you both drive safely, and the best driver win. Please line up, both of you.”
VON VITTORIA ATTSU
v
DANCING ALL NIGHT
BATTLE TWO - DOWNHILL BATTLE
SHIROMINE LINE (OUTBOUND)
10.6 km | 22 Turns | Downhill | 7.5 ° average grade
NOVEMBER 5TH, 199X | 22:40 LOCAL TIME
WEATHER | LIGHT SHOWERS - 17° C
TRACK CONDITIONS | WET
(VON VITTORIA ATTSU) FUJI NAOKI 「藤井直樹」
v
「清水八重子」 SHIMIZU YAEKO (DANCING ALL NIGHT)
ROLLS: (Sport, Drive, Mistake)
FUJI - 10, 1, 18 | 18, 3, 3 - SHIMIZU
BATTLE DATA
SECTOR 1 TURNS: 8
SECTOR 1 LENGTH: 3.6 km
SECTOR 1 AVG GRADE: 8.7 °SECTOR 1 TIMES:
FUJI - 138.8s | 154.6s - SHIMIZU
SECTOR 1 AVG SPEED:
FUJI - 93.4 kph | 83.8 kph - SHIMIZUThe two cars sat on the line, and Sigma held their umbrella as they counted down. Acting as a chequered flag, Sigma swung the umbrella and off did the two drivers go. Almost immediately, the battle's outcome could be determined just from the launch of the two vehicles, with Fuji's Tengai getting an incredible amount of grip right off the line, and Shimizu seemingly struggling to get a grip of the wet road in the high-powered, lightweight Hakaru.
SECTOR 2 TURNS: 5
SECTOR 2 LENGTH: 3.4 km
SECTOR 2 AVG GRADE: 11.3 °SECTOR 2 TIMES:
FUJI - 129.7s | 144.3s - SHIMIZU
SECTOR 2 AVG SPEED:
FUJI - 94.4 kph | 84.8 kph - SHIMIZUThe battle's outcome had been decided long before the race even ended. The skill gap between the two drivers was immense, and with Shimizu's anxiety of driving on a dark, rainy road, it was clear who was going to win.
SECTOR 3 TURNS: 3
SECTOR 3 LENGTH: 2.1 km
SECTOR 3 AVG GRADE: 6.3 °SECTOR 3 TIMES:
FUJI - 74.6s | 82.3s - SHIMIZU
SECTOR 3 AVG SPEED:
FUJI - 101.4 kph | 91.8 kph - SHIMIZUOn the long straightaway, Shimizu could just barely see the taillights of the Suisei, as with both cars nearing in power, she did manage to hold on just barely, before the coupe ahead of her disappeared past a corner.
SECTOR 4 TURNS: 6
SECTOR 4 LENGTH: 1.5 km
SECTOR 4 AVG GRADE: 3.9 °SECTOR 4 TIMES:
FUJI - 53.8s | 59.5s - SHIMIZU
SECTOR 4 AVG SPEED:
FUJI - 100.4 kph | 90.8 kph - SHIMIZUEven with the victory close, Fuji's driving in the wet was clearly hampered, even with the four wheel drive of his vehicle, maneuvering was a chore with the roads, and he felt he was going to make a mistake any moment now.
TOTAL RESULT
FUJI - 06:37 | 07:21 - SHIMIZU
TOTAL AVG SPEED:
FUJI - 97 kph | 88 kph - SHIMIZU
TONIGHT’S BATTLE WINNER: FUJI FROM VON VITTORIA ATTSU
"The teams are now 1-1. This calls for the Jesters of each teams to drive against one another to settle this once and for all."
WINNER OF TONIGHT'S BATTLE:
藤井直樹
FUJI NAOKI
"The R stands for invincibility!"
"The R stands for invincibility!"
With the battle over, Sigma provided the results to the teams, and gave the information for the tiebreaker round.
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バトル発表 | BATTLE ANNOUNCEMENT
JESTER
BATTLE
VON VITTORIA ATTSU
藤井直樹
橋本小屋
DANCING ALL NIGHT
NAKAGAWA 白峰 PASS
9X/11/19 | 23:45
november 19th
Ⅹは待っている. | X is waiting.
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ジェスターバトル | JESTER BATTLE
199█/11/19
The rain dripped down from the heavens above on this night. If one were to tune into the radio this late at night, they would be greeted with the radio DJ announcing a song request for a certain somebody.
Otherwise, the parking lot atop Nakagawa was as lively as ever with another one of X’s battles being held, this time a true battle that will determine whether Von Vittoria Attsu, or Dancing All Night, will move onto the next stage of the hunt for a new midnight racer.
X’s unmistakable sedan would arrive once again, escorted by the usual flurry of the overpriced American imports. The black coupe from the other night was nowhere to be seen, and from the sedan out came Sigma, and another figure who came along. The two of them were escorted out to the crowd, and a lot more bodyguards were present this time than the previous two nights.
Hell, some with really keen senses would be able to feel the sights that lurked down at them, but was there really such a presence? Or was the mere appearance of this new character enough to drive one mad?
Whatever the case, the two who came out from the sedan introduced themselves as usual.
“Good evening, those who have gathered here. I figured I should have made my appearance at some point to you all.” The person Sigma came with spoke up. Unlike Sigma or Omega, their voice was clear, and it was masculine. They wore a mask that pretty much said it all, a black mask emblazoned with a metallic purple “X” covered his face, yet the sides of his head were all visible to those who could see clearly through the dimness of the night.
“It is none other than me, X. I had a hunch that the scores would be settled between these two teams tonight, and as such I have come here personally to witness this.”
X looked over towards Sigma, who promptly looked back at him and stepped forward after being handed the same umbrella as the week before by another assistant.
“You all have heard the man. Let us commence forth.”
“Put on a show for me, everyone involved.”
VON VITTORIA ATTSU
DECISIVE CLAN BATTLE
DANCING ALL NIGHT
JESTER BATTLE - DOWNHILL BATTLE
NAKAGAWA PASS (DOWNHILL)
6.2 km | 26 Turns | Downhill | 7.8 ° average grade
NOVEMBER 20TH, 199X | 00:20 LOCAL TIME
WEATHER | SHOWERS - 9° C
TRACK CONDITIONS | WET
(VON VITTORIA ATTSU) FUJI NAOKI 「藤井直樹」
v
「橋本小屋」 HASHIMOTO KOYA (DANCING ALL NIGHT)
ROLLS: (Sport, Drive, Mistake)
FUJI - 3 1, 10 | 1, 4, 17 - HASHIMOTO
BATTLE DATA
SECTOR 1 TURNS: 6
SECTOR 1 LENGTH: 2.4 km
SECTOR 1 AVG GRADE: 14.3 °SECTOR 1 TIMES:
FUJI - 80s | 83.8s - HASHIMOTO
SECTOR 1 AVG SPEED:
FUJI - 107.9 kph | 103.1 kph - HASHIMOTOOur two drivers for tonight seemed very alike. Serious, and focused on the race ahead of them. If one were to observe them closely, they would notice the sparks that would light up in between them, like a red lightning bolt of fate that will tell them their destiny upon these streets,The cars they drove were also very similar. Two door coupes with high powered turbocharged inline sixes, only the Suisei running slightly higher power, but with higher weight to balance it all out. The Inoue was more balanced, being rear wheel drive and lighter.
Even with the slight difference in cars, both drivers knew that performance is not determined by the car, nor the driver alone. The only truth that stood between them is the result of the duel itself.
In a flurry of déjà vu, Sigma stood between the two cars again, and waved her umbrella like a flag. The cars jumped across the line and barrelled down the pass very closely
SECTOR 2 TURNS: 3
SECTOR 2 LENGTH: 1.4 km
SECTOR 2 AVG GRADE: 1.9 °SECTOR 2 TIMES:
FUJI - 51.5s | 54.1s - HASHIMOTO
SECTOR 2 AVG SPEED:
FUJI - 97.9 kph | 93.1 kph - HASHIMOTOUnlike the battles between Hashimoto and Ascari, or Shimizu and Fuji, thse two drivers were scarily close, bumper to bumper, and at times even slightly coming into contact. Hashimoto would manage to sneak through a gap in the corners at one point, throwing Fuji off-balance and having both cars' noses neck and neck through the sector's end point.“It is like witnessing a fight between two swordsmen of equal power.” Said X as he viewed the footage on the CRTs carried by Omega. “Even paying full attention to each other’s movements, it is difficult to determine the true outcome of such a battle, unless you were there for yourself to witness the feel of the warriors themselves in the field.”
SECTOR 3 TURNS: 7
SECTOR 3 LENGTH: 1 km
SECTOR 3 AVG GRADE: 0.4 °SECTOR 3 TIMES:
FUJI - 39.2s | 41.3s - HASHIMOTO
SECTOR 3 AVG SPEED:
FUJI - 91.9 kph | 87.1 kph - HASHIMOTOWeaving in and out of these incredibly tight corners in their massive cars, the crowd would hold their breath in witnessing the race. Their speed was dangerously fast on this course, and Sigma could tell very well how wide the grin was on X's face as he saw both cars centimetres off the guardrails, and Hashimoto just barely dragging along the ass of the red coupe ahead of him, occasionally bringing the nose of his car right up to the opponent's own door.
SECTOR 4 TURNS: 10
SECTOR 4 LENGTH: 1.4 km
SECTOR 4 AVG GRADE: 14.3 °SECTOR 4 TIMES:
FUJI - 49s | 51.4s - HASHIMOTO
SECTOR 4 AVG SPEED:
FUJI - 102.9 kph | 98.1 kph - HASHIMOTOFinally, at the near end, Fuji takes advantage of a footwork technique to drive the heavier through the last few corners, barely pulling away from Hashimoto to catch the victory firmly in his grasp.
TOTAL RESULT
FUJI - 03:40 | 03:51 - HASHIMOTO
TOTAL AVG SPEED:
FUJI - 100 kph | 95 kph - HASHIMOTOThe battle between the swordsmen was over, and a winner was officially determined between the two clans as to who will be moving onto the next stage of the Midnight clan battles.
TONIGHT’S BATTLE WINNER: FUJI FROM VON VITTORIA ATTSU
"With that, we are proud to announce that Von Vittoria Attsu will be moving onto the next phase. Please stand by." Said Sigma in their usual diligent tone.On the screen Omega was holding, the words “DANCING ALL NIGHT” would appear, before being sharply crossed out by a purple cross mark.
X would walk up to the drivers as they arrived back, giving them a handshake and words of congratulations and consolation.
WINNER OF TONIGHT'S BATTLE:
藤井直樹
FUJI NAOKI
"The R stands for invincibility!"
"The R stands for invincibility!"
With the battle over, Sigma provided the results to the teams, and gave the information for the next clans to be battling. Once that was done, Sigma followed X back to the black sedan, and off did the fleet of vehicles go.
ERROR CORRECTIONS: The last battle between Shimizu and Fuji was actually an Uphill Battle, sorry for the confusion, will improve that on the next one
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NIGHT SHADE
FRIDAY, JULY 199Y, 2 years before 199X
SETTING - SCHOOL
The room was quiet. Yuuna did not have much time left. She had trained for countless weeks and even months, all for this moment. Check your work, check it again, and check again for the third time. The fate of the world lies in her hands. One small mistake and-
“Time’s up!” the invigilator announced, “Please stop working and pass your worksheets to the front.”
Yuuna complied, putting down your pen and passing her paper to the front of the class. The exams are finally over. After months of stress and suffering, Yuuna is finally free to enjoy her summer holiday. Yuuna breathed a sigh of relief as she headed down to the shoe locker, talking with her friends along the way. Once she got down, one of Yuuna’s classmates hit her on her shoulder. Yuuna looked behind to see who it was.
“Hey, Kyoko!” Yuuna said, “Congrats on finishing the test!”
“Of course!” Kyoko, Yuuna’s gyaru friend, said, “Those tests were all like nothing! Say, you’re free tonight, right? Let’s go up to the mountains!”
“The mountains?” Yuuna asked, “Sure, that would be nice and relaxing!”
“Great! Let’s meet up at the station at 9PM, then. Don’t be late!”
“Hold on, why are we going so late at night?”
“Well…”
Kyoko bent her knees and stretched forth her arms, as though she was gripping something circular in front of her.
“Vroom, vroom!” Kyoko said as she steered the invisible object, “We’re racing up in the mountains!”
“Hold on, you can drive?” Yuuna retorted, “We’re not even 18 yet!”
“Of course I’m not driving there myself! Mitaka-senpai will pick us up in his super-cool Hinode Garuda!”
“Mita-who?”
“You should come! Besides, there are plenty of boys up there. Single, and ready to mingle~”
Yuuna was taken aback, blushing slightly.
“Wh-hey! You know I’m not into that kind of stuff! I am not in the market for letting a boy live in my head rent-free!”
“Yeah yeah, that’s what they all say. Anyway, I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t be late!”
Kyoko dashed away, waving at the still-blushing Yuuna.
“T-that rascal!” Yuuna thought.
—
FRIDAY NIGHT, JULY 199Y
SETTING - MOTOHARA RAILWAY STATION
It was a Friday night, and Yuuna was waiting in front of the station. The average high schooler would either be home or on their way home at this time to avoid getting a mouthful from their worried parents. Yuuna told her parents that she was going to stay over at Kyoko’s place, so she also brought a bag carrying a change of clothes. Yuuna knew nothing about “street racing” apart from the occasional modified car passing by her, or manga like Yoroshiku Mechadoc and/or Shakotan Boogie which the boys read sometimes. Yuuna looked at a nearby clock.
“It’s 21:15.” Yuuna thought, “Where on Earth is she?”
Stations in other cities would still be bustling at this time. In Motohara, however, it was practically deserted, save for a few taxis and a handful of people getting off from their long commute from the capital. The relative silence was quickly broken by the sound of a loud exhaust. Yuuna looked around, and saw a lowered and modified coupe at the red light.
“That must be the Garuda Kyoko was talking about!” Yuuna thought, having recognized the car from Abunai Keisatsu (which her father liked to watch on TV).
Yuuna waved her hands in the air, trying to get the attention of the Garuda. Once the light turned green, the Garuda made its way to the station and stopped next to Yuuna. She could hear the deep bass from whatever music that was being played inside the car.
“Hey, Yuuna!” Kyoko called, exiting the car and folding the front passenger seat, “Come on in!”
Yuuna made her way inside the car. The back seats were nice and comfortable, but as Kyoko returned and put her seat in place it became a little cramped.
Kyoko closed the door, rolled the window back up, and fastened her seatbelt.
“Yuuna, this is Mitaka-senpai.” Kyoko said, “Mitaka-senpai, this is my friend, Utoda.”
“Nice to meet you, Utoda-san.” Mitaka said.
“Likewise.” Yuuna replied somewhat nervously.
“First time going to Nakagawa Pass at this hour?”
“Y-yes.”
“Don’t worry about anything, Yuuna!” Kyoko affirmed, “We’re gonna have a lot of fun! Besides, Mitaka-senpai is a very skilled driver. You can rest assured that you will be safe and sound!”
“Shall we go then, Kyoko?”
“Let’s go!”
Mitaka threw the car in gear and accelerated out of the station. Yuuna was shocked at the sudden movement and held on for dear life as the Garuda sped its way up Nakagawa Pass.
—
FRIDAY NIGHT, JULY 199Y
SETTING - NAKAGAWA PASS
Nakagawa Pass was quite crowded that night. Not only because it was a Saturday night, but also because school is out for the many high schoolers that frequent the mountain road.
Amidst the revving engines and squealing tyres, a lone Hinode Garuda slid through the tight corners carrying three passengers.
“This is so fun!” Kyoko said excitedly, “You’re the best driver there is, senpai!”
“Hmph!” Mitaka said, “This is only a fraction of my true power!”
“Oh, senpai!” Kyoko said, “Don’t be so corny!”
The two laughed away, all while Yuuna had accepted her fate at the back seat. She believed that she could die any time soon and it didn’t help that, for very obvious reasons, she was a third wheel witnessing something she shouldn’t be seeing.
“Lord help me…” Yuuna thought, “I shouldn’t have come…”
After what seemed like an eternity, the Garuda finally slowed down. Yuuna looked out the window, finding out that they had stopped at some sort of rest area filled with other modified cars and their owners socializing.
“Yuuna, we’re here!” Kyoko said.
“Y-yes.” Yuuna replied, recovering from that traumatic experience.
“Are you alright, Yuuna?” Kyoko asked, concerned.
“You look rather pale, Utoda-san.” Mitaka said, worried about Yuuna.
“Ahaha, don’t worry about me. I just need some fresh air.”
“Well, alright then. Come out and have some fun!”
Kyoko folded the front passenger seat to let Yuuna out. Immediately, they were greeted by Mitaka and Kyoko’s friends greeting each other. Yuuna introduced herself to them and made some small talk, but she was still not convinced about the whole street racing gig.
“Alright guys, let’s go for a run!” Mitaka said.
“Let’s go!”
“You coming with us, Yuuna?”
“No thanks, Kyoko.” Yuuna replied, “Maybe on the next run.”
“Ehhhh???” Kyoko said, “Alright then, suit yourself.”
Kyoko, Mitaka and their group got into their cars, leaving Yuuna behind. Yuuna may be an extrovert, but even she needs a break after having her life flash before her eyes earlier. Yuuna, with nothing better to do, walked over to a vending machine and got herself a can of juice. Right as she opened the can, however, two men approached her.
“Hey, cutie!” One of them called, “I’ve never seen you around. Wanna go for a drive?”
“Ah, not right now…” Yuuna replied, “I don’t feel like it at the moment.”
“It’s alright, young lady.” the second man reassured, “We can just go for a calming drive. Just a cruise in our Kaizen FC24.”
Yuuna looked past the two men. It was a lowered compact executive sedan with large wheels and a very long exhaust pipe. Yuuna had her doubts about Mitaka’s car but the Teutonic sedan looked much dodgier.
“I appreciate the offer, but I’m just tired right now-”
“Oh, we know a place where you can be ‘relieved’, if you catch my drift.”
“Excuse me, boys.” an unknown female voice behind the two men said.
The two men turned around and were shocked, revealing a somewhat tall and mature woman with reddish-brown hair, smoking a cigarette that smelled of cloves.
“Y-Yagami-sensei!” one of the men called, “W-what are you doing here?!?”.
“Ah, you’re one of my patients’ sons!” the woman said, “You know, if you keep this up I might just spill the beans on what you did just now. They won’t exactly be pleased when they hear that their son is trying to shack up a young, innocent girl now, won’t they?”
“W-we’re just showing her around, sensei.” the man said, trying to laugh it off.
“Oh, how courteous of you.” the woman said, “But like she said, she doesn’t want to be with you at the moment. Now, scram!”
“W-were very sorry!” the two men exclaimed, bowing apologetically before making a run for their car.
“Goddamn, kids these days…”
“Uhh, ma’am?”
“Ah, sorry about that, kid.” the woman said, “I just can’t stand seeing boys like that.”
“Oh, no! I’m supposed to be the one thanking you. T-thank you for getting those guys away from me!”
“Don’t mention it. What’s a girl like you doing up here, anyway? Did your man stand you up?”
“No, that’s not the case! I’m just a little carsick, that’s all…”
“I see…”
The two stood silent for a moment. The woman smoked the last of her cigarette before throwing it onto the tarmac and extinguishing it with her shoe.
“Wanna go for a ride?” the woman asked, “My car is that white Hinode back there.”
Yuuna looked at the white Hinode. It was small and it had awkward proportions, at least compared to most cars that she had seen. Unlike other cars in the area, it looked clean and sterile, like a hospital room. Yuuna was still tired, but refusing the woman’s request just wouldn’t sit right with her. Besides, she was a woman so Yuuna felt like she could trust her.
“S-sure, ma’am!” Yuuna replied, “Show me the way!”
“Alright, follow me.”
—
The Hinode MID2, as the woman called it, was loud and buzzy. The woman explained to Yuuna that the engine was behind the passenger cabin, and that such a layout provided many benefits to the way the car drove. Yuuna was nervous, but there was something about the woman that gave off a calming aura.
“Alright, young lady.” the woman said, “Are you ready?”
“Anytime you are.” Yuuna replied.
“Alright then, here we go.”
The woman put the car into gear and pulled out onto the road. The woman accelerated gradually before entering the first corner at considerable speed. Yuuna was scared at first, yet despite traversing the corners much faster than the Hinode did, Yuuna was calm by the third corner. She looked over at the woman. She was calm, focused on her driving. Her movements looked clean and precise. The loud engine seemed to harmonize with the rest of the car and nothing felt out of place. Yuuna didn’t dare to converse with the woman lest she mess up her rhythm. The car made its way to the bottom of the mountain, passing other cars, before turning around and making its way back uphill.
“Are you alright there, young lady?” the woman asked.
“O-oh!” Yuuna stammered, “No, I’m fine!”
“I see. I thought you’d be one of those talkative types, but you’ve been quieter than a hallway at night.”
“I… usually talk a lot. Not in situations like this, though. Please pretend like I’m not here, ma’am!”
“O-kay?”
After a few minutes, the MID2 reached the rest area at the top of the mountain, and Kyoko and her friends were back. Riding with this woman truly was an experience that Yuuna didn’t really know how to put into words.
“That was… amazing, ma’am.” Yuuna said.
“Why, thank you!” the woman said, “Oh, the name’s Yagami by the way. Yagami Yumi. Sorry for not introducing myself earlier.
“Ah, Yagami-san! Very nice to meet you, my name is Utoda. Utoda Yuuna.”
“Utoda-chan, huh?” Yagami said, “You should come to Nakagawa Pass more often. And preferably with someone else so bastards like those boys earlier won’t harrass you!”
“I will, Yagami-san. When do you usually come here?”
“During the weekends or whenever I’m free, I suppose. Though I can get quite busy sometimes, so…"
“Ah, Yuuna!” Kyoko exclaimed, “There you are! We’ve been looking all over for you!”
Yuuna looked at the direction of Kyoko’s voice. She has returned from her run with Mitaka and the other street racers who are now standing around and chatting by a vending machine.
“Ah, Kyoko!” Yuuna said, “Sorry, I went for a ride earlier.”
“With Yagami-san, huh?" Kyoko replied, looking at Yagami, "Must be quite an experience. She’s one of the best drivers up here!”
“I-I can tell…”
“Oh, stop with the flattery.” Yagami said, laughing it off. Anyway, shouldn’t you kids be going home at this time? It’s 2AM, you guys are long overdue for some sleep!”
“Yes, we’re about to head back home, actually.” Kyoko said, “Anyway, thanks for giving Yuuna a ride. She might not have enjoyed her time up here otherwise. Let’s go, Yuuna!”
“Ah, yes!” Yuuna replied, “Thank you very much, Yagami-san!”
“No worries, Utoda-chan!” Yagami replied, “Come back here anytime!”
Yuuna, Kyoko, and Mitaka returned to the Garuda and drove down the mountain.
“Man, that was really fun.” Yuuna said, “I’m beat!”
“See, I told you it would be fun!” Kyoko said.
“I’m glad that you had a good time.” Mitaka added.
“Thanks, guys.” Yuuna said, “Although… Kyoko?”
“Yes?”
“May I stay over at your place tonight?”
“Wait, you’re not going home, Yuuna?”
“I told my parents that I was staying over at your place tonight. So can I stay, pretty please?”
“Hmm… Well, I’m not going home tonight either, Yuuna.”
“Wait, what?”
“I’m staying over at Mitaka’s place. I mean, if you don’t mind and he doesn’t mind…”
“Well, I don’t really mind, Utoda-chan.” Mitaka said, “I’m always happy to help Kyoko’s friends around.”
“Oi, don’t just ditch me like that!” Kyoko replied, “Anyway, are you cool with staying at a boy’s place tonight?”
“Well…” Yuuna said, “I guess I don’t have a choice…”
“Alright then, it’s settled!” Kyoko said, "Let’s hit the convenience store and head to your place!”
“Alright, let’s go!”
—
NOVEMBER 199X (PRESENT DAY)
SETTING - TOMB OF JESUS CHRIST
It was 1.45AM. Yumi and Yuuna have just finished practice runs up and down Nakagawa Pass and are now taking a break at the summit, at the tomb of Jesus Christ. Staring at the starry night sky, Yumi took a Gudang Gula Mild kretek cigarette out from her pocket and lit it, taking a puff of that clovey, carcinogenic goodness.
“Hey, Utoda?” Yumi asked.
Yuuna was unresponsive, looking at the beautiful, unadulterated night sky.
“Utoda?” Yumi asked again, “Ground Control to Major Utoda…”
Yuuna was still unresponsive, seemingly stuck in her own world.
“OI, YUUNA!” Yumi exclaimed.
“Y-Yagami-san!” Yuuna replied in shock.
“Jesus, I’ve called you three times in a row! What were you daydreaming about?”
“Oh, it’s nothing, Yagami-san. Just something that happened a long time ago.”
“Good grief… Anyway, are you good for another run? These ECLIPSE fellas are gonna be tough to beat.”
“I know. They’ve got a Kaufmann rally car, a Nanahoshi that’s kind of like your car, and an EFI Komi! EFI! Does that mean that all other cars including our own are still carbureted?”
“Utoda, with your car being modified to THAT extent you should know the answer to that question.”
“Of course I know, haha! I was just messing with you. Anyway, we should go practice at the Shiromine Line. And once we reach the top, we’ll eat at the ramen restaurant with the beautiful aunt!”
“Utoda, it’s 2AM. No way in hell would that place be open right now, much less by the time we get to Shiromine. But if you win the next race, I’ll treat you to their House Special Tonkotsu Ramen.”
“Yes, please! I’ll do my best!”
“That’s the spirit!”
“Yes! In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, Amen. Now let’s go, Yagami-san!”
Yumi threw her almost-finished kretek to the ground and extinguished it with her shoe, and the duo quickly made their way to their cars, ready for another round of practice. The race against ECLIPSE will most certainly be a difficult one…
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峠バトル | TOUGE BATTLE
199█/11/26
The next battle would once again take place atop the Shiromine Line, on an increasingly chilly November night.
Yuzuki Ramen was interestingly enough, open. Perhaps someone had told them that there was going to indeed be a race happening, which meant potential customers for the restaurant despite such a late time. Business is business, after all.
Speaking of business, at last the fleet of big black machines would arrive, escorting the same two-door coupe from the other night. Out came Sigma, now wearing a black trenchcoat, and Omega who still wore the same suit, seemingly unfazed by the cold weather upon them.
“Brr… It’s quite- What in the world?” Said Sigma as they stepped out of the vehicle and looked at Omega, not at all bothered by the temperatures that approached zero. “You do you, I guess.”
“Let’s see how well each racer will fare against one another this time. Maybe both drivers on both hillclimb and downhill will be better matched. I will be standing in for X once more, you can expect this to be a more frequent thing from here on out.”
NIGHTSHADE
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ECLIPSƎ
BATTLE THREE - UPHILL BATTLE
SHIROMINE LINE (OUTBOUND)
10.6 km | 22 Turns | Uphill| 7.5 ° average grade
NOVEMBER 26TH, 199X | 23:30 LOCAL TIME
WEATHER | CLEAR - 5° C
TRACK CONDITIONS | DRY
(NIGHTSHADE) UTODA YUUNA 「烏兎田輸優那」
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「黒瀬暦」 KUROSE KOYOMI ( ECLIPSƎ)
ROLLS: (Sport, Drive, Mistake)
UTODA - 20, 14, 2 | 10, 10, 1 - KUROSE
BATTLE DATA
SECTOR 1 TURNS: 8
SECTOR 1 LENGTH: 3.6 km
SECTOR 1 AVG GRADE: 8.7 °SECTOR 1 TIMES:
UTODA - 174.6s | 152.4s - KUROSE
SECTOR 1 AVG SPEED:
UTODA - 74.2 kph | 85 kph - KUROSEWith the cars lined up, and the flag dropped, they ran across the line and like another race a few weeks ago, it seemed the battle had already been decided from just the launch of the vehicles. Utoda's fears had come true, and the Eclipse team seemed to be beyond her skill level.
SECTOR 2 TURNS: 5
SECTOR 2 LENGTH: 3.4 km
SECTOR 2 AVG GRADE: 11.3 °SECTOR 2 TIMES:
UTODA - 162.7s | 142.3s - KUROSE
SECTOR 2 AVG SPEED:
UTODA - 75.2 kph | 86 kph - KUROSEKurose knew their own home course like the back of their hand. It wouldn't even be halfway through the race when they would no longer see the Saidenki's headlights in their rear-view mirror.
SECTOR 3 TURNS: 3
SECTOR 3 LENGTH: 2.1 km
SECTOR 3 AVG GRADE: 6.3 °SECTOR 3 TIMES:
UTODA - 91.9s | 81.3s - KUROSE
SECTOR 3 AVG SPEED:
UTODA - 82.2 kph | 93 kph - KUROSEUnlike Nakagawa, Shiromine's straight roads didn't need all too much braking for the corners, yet either due to sheer nervousness of seeing the menacing-looking EFI line up next to her at the starting line, or the inability to maintain speed through the long winding corners of Shiromine, she was barely even able to lower the gap as much as she wanted to.
SECTOR 4 TURNS: 6
SECTOR 4 LENGTH: 1.5 km
SECTOR 4 AVG GRADE: 3.9 °SECTOR 4 TIMES:
UTODA - 66.5s | 58.7s - KUROSE
SECTOR 4 AVG SPEED:
UTODA - 81.2 kph | 92 kph - KUROSEKurose didn't feel tonight's race at all, there was a lot more mistakes than they were used to, but despite that, they still ultimately grabbed the win.
TOTAL RESULT
UTODA- 08:16 | 07:15 - KUROSE
TOTAL AVG SPEED:
UTODA- 78 kph | 89 kph - KUROSE
TONIGHT’S BATTLE WINNER: KUROSE FROM ECLIPSƎ
"I start to ponder X's reaction to the battles as decided as this one." Sigma said with a rather deep sigh.
WINNER OF TONIGHT'S BATTLE:
黒瀬暦
KUROSE KOYOMI
“Just the result we all had expected.”
“Just the result we all had expected.”
With the battle over, Sigma provided the results to the teams, and gave the information for the next battle.
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NIGHTSHADE
八神 由美
山崎公子
ECLIPSƎ
NAKAGAWA 中川 PASS
9X/12/3 | 23:30
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峠バトル | TOUGE BATTLE
199█/12/03
December had come, and the night time hunt for the next midnight racer still rages on.
The night is getting increasingly chilly, and the weather would finally drop to below freezing. There is yet to be any snow, and this year’s Christmas seems to be another dark one.
Tonight, a question began to arise in the crowd, would the jester need to play their card? Or will this be as decisive as the first? Both drivers are fierce, but the question of who’s fierceness is stronger is yet to be answered.
Interestingly, X’s fleet arrived well before any of the racers came, the coupe was not here, and only the SUVs would be present. There was no sign of the man from a few nights ago, and it was just Sigma and Omega who continued to preside over the races. Or at least, that’s how it was supposed to be until a fairly muted sneeze came from Sigma’s direction, followed by a robotic-sounding sniffling.
“I can’t stand this weather at all! Omega, you do it this time! After all, you’re the one who’s the most unfazed between us. I’m out!” Sigma yapped before climbing into the backseat of one of the larger trucks, clenching their trench coat tightly.
With a sigh from Omega, they signaled for the next two racers to line-up on the starting line.
NIGHTSHADE
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BATTLE FOUR - DOWNHILL BATTLE
NAKAGAWA PASS (DOWNHILL)
6.2 km | 26 Turns | Downhill | 7.8 ° average grade
DECEMBER 3RD, 199X | 23:30 LOCAL TIME
WEATHER | CLEAR - -4° C
TRACK CONDITIONS | DAMP
(NIGHTSHADE) YAGAMI YUMI 「八神由美」
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「山崎公子」 YAMAZAKI KIMIKO (ECLIPSƎ)
ROLLS: (Sport, Drive, Mistake)
YAGAMI - 9, 5, 4 | 3, 6, 12 - YAMAZAKI
BATTLE DATA
SECTOR 1 TURNS: 8
SECTOR 1 LENGTH: 3.6 km
SECTOR 1 AVG GRADE: 8.7 °SECTOR 1 TIMES:
YAGAMI - 82.3s | 76.7s - YAMAZAKI
SECTOR 1 AVG SPEED:
YAGAMI - 104.9 kph | 112.6 kph - YAMAZAKIBoth of them had similar cars, a light and nimble midship rear-wheel-drive coupe. Yet the drivers contrasted oh so much.
A surgeon versus a hothead. One who operates with a purified style of precision, and the other who goes out and does whatever feels right. A syringe versus a firearm, both can kill, but achieve their goals in different ways, just like the drivers of tonight. But only one will reign supreme in tonight's battle.Omega stepped out between them, their arms crossed, and the chequered flag in one of their hands. Without even counting down, they waved the flag as a test of either of the driver’s reflexes, but both were at their best in the moment, and both cars leaped across the line in near perfect harmony, and it was down to skill whoever could reach the first turn first.
SECTOR 2 TURNS: 5
SECTOR 2 LENGTH: 3.4 km
SECTOR 2 AVG GRADE: 11.3 °SECTOR 2 TIMES:
YAGAMI - 53.1s | 49.1s - YAMAZAKI
SECTOR 2 AVG SPEED:
YAGAMI - 94.9 kph | 102.6 kph - YAMAZAKIYamazaki, with her rough personality reflecting onto her driving style, managed to barge her way through the surgeon's skillful lines, making her way into the lead despite her forgetting to buckle down her purple octopus plush, which flew around the cabin and distracted her slightly on the entrance to the first turn. Thankfully, it lodged itself behind the seat as she accelerated into the second turn, saving her from a potential problem later down the line.
SECTOR 3 TURNS: 3
SECTOR 3 LENGTH: 2.1 km
SECTOR 3 AVG GRADE: 6.3 °SECTOR 3 TIMES:
YAGAMI - 40.5s | 37.3s - YAMAZAKI
SECTOR 3 AVG SPEED:
YAGAMI - 88.9 kph | 96.6 kph - YAMAZAKIYagami would remain calm all throughout the race despite being forced off into the rear of the Nanahoshi, watching its taillights carefully and sticking to the procedure she procured. Yagami could tell the driver she was facing was skillful, but due to the contrast between their styles, she found it hard to read through the opponent's turns, and she was rather distracted by the constant swaying of the Nanahoshi. Yagami would find herself slip occasionally, eventually culminating in a small amount of contact where she couldn't predict Yamazaki's braking point, which luckily did not throw either of the drivers' rhythms off.
SECTOR 4 TURNS: 6
SECTOR 4 LENGTH: 1.5 km
SECTOR 4 AVG GRADE: 3.9 °SECTOR 4 TIMES:
YAGAMI - 50.4s | 46.8s - YAMAZAKI
SECTOR 4 AVG SPEED:
YAGAMI - 99.9 kph | 107.6 kph - YAMAZAKIThrough the final few corners, Yagami held on despite being fairly shook by the slight bump between her car and the Nanahoshi, but found it difficult to overtake on Nakagawa's tight roads. She thought she could score a win just through her own knowledge of the course, but it seemed that brute forcing one's way through something can get you somewhere, after all.
TOTAL RESULT
YAGAMI - 03:46 | 03:30 - YAMAZAKI
TOTAL AVG SPEED:
YAGAMI - 97 kph | 105 kph - YAMAZAKI
TONIGHT’S BATTLE WINNER: YAMAZAKI FROM ECLIPSƎ
"The battle's over, huh? That was quick." Sigma said, rolling the window down. "Well then, Omega, you already know the protocol from here. One team moves on, no jester, whatever."
WINNER OF TONIGHT'S BATTLE:
山崎公子
YAMAZAKI KIMIKO
“And you thought you had a chance with pitiful driving like that.”
“And you thought you had a chance with pitiful driving like that.”
With the battle over, Omega provided the results to the teams, and gave the information for the next teams to be going against one another.
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バトル発表 | BATTLE ANNOUNCEMENT
GET READY
FOR THE NEXT BATTLE
MOUNTAIN WOLVES
高尾渋谷
若葉隆三
HELL’S EAGLE’S
IMORI 飯森 SERVICE ROAD
9X/12/10 | 22:00
Ⅹは待っている. | X is waiting.
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峠バトル | TOUGE BATTLE
199█/12/10
Upon the teams’ arrival to the location, they were greeted with X’s usual fleet of big American cars, with his own personal sedan coming into the mix as well. If one would notice, another car joined them. Of course, it was from the land of burgers and fries.
Alongside this new car, and standing next to X and a Sigma who was desperately clenching onto their own coat whilst giving a deathly glare towards X, was a light-skinned, blonde-haired woman with blue eyes sparkling like those 50 stars on a certain flag, who one could tell was most definitely an American. She wore a loose but puffy jacket and had shorts that exposed more or less the entirety of the skin on her legs, yet was apparently unfazed by the below freezing temperatures, unlike the miserable creature nearby who was sniffling behind a mask.
“Greetings everyone. The teams racing tonight seem to be American fanatics, which attracted the interest of an acquaintance of mine.” X said.
“My, my, is that all you will refer to me as? A mere acquaintance of yours? Too bad X, I thought we were more than that.” The American girl giggled. To everyone’s surprise, she spoke perfect Japanese, although with a slight accent to it. As the girl spoke, Sigma’s head turned to her, and despite their identity hidden behind a mask, their gestures immediately signalled to someone that perhaps Sigma wasn’t too fond of the American girl’s way of talking about their relationship to X.
“I’m of course just kidding, my dear. Otherwise, I might get killed by a certain jealous soul over there~.” She teased once more. “Greetings everyone, I believe introductions are important here in Japan, so I will introduce myself briefly. I’m Eliza, an acquaintance of X from the United States. I was told that I will see something very special tonight, so I look forward to seeing what you can do for me.”
“Let’s get this going then, shall we?”
MOUNTAIN WOLVES
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HELL’S EAGLE’S
BATTLE FIVE - UPHILL BATTLE
MT. IMORI (UPHILL)
7.2 km | 39 Turns | Uphill | 5.8 ° average grade
DECEMBER 10TH, 199X | 22:30 LOCAL TIME
WEATHER | CLOUDY - -2° C
TRACK CONDITIONS | DRY
(MOUNTAIN WOLVES) TAKAO SHIBUYA 「高尾渋谷」
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「若葉隆三」 WAKABA RYUZO (HELL’S EAGLE’S)
ROLLS: (Sport, Drive, Mistake)
TAKAO - 3, 3, 15 | 4, 5, 12 - WAKABA
BATTLE DATA
SECTOR 1 TURNS: 13
SECTOR 1 LENGTH: 2.1 km
SECTOR 1 AVG GRADE: 8.9 °SECTOR 1 TIMES:
TAKAO - 93.1s | 88s - WAKABA
SECTOR 1 AVG SPEED:
TAKAO - 81.1 kph | 85.9 kph - WAKABAEliza was handed a star-spangled banner by Omega, and she walked over towards the starting line. She glanced over at the Mercer and giggled at the driver in a teasing way. Before the flag would be dropped, she decided to do a little show for the drivers as a way to get them riled up. Sigma was visibly not pleased with this, and it took the combined force of X and Omega to prevent Sigma from running across the track to get her to stop.Eventually, Eliza dropped the flag and off did the two vehicles go. The Dreisterne’s four-wheel-drive system gave it a headstart, but clearly Wakaba was not interested at getting a good launch, but a showy one, heating up his car’s tyres by letting it spin, and halting in front of Eliza so he could roll down the window and give a wink to her, before finally setting off and going after the Dreisterne.
Interestingly enough, despite both drivers being at their best in the moment, something about Eliza’s appearance gave Wakaba the extra motivation to be able to catch up to the Dreisterne despite the old, cumbersome, boat of a vehicle being theoretically outmatched by the German coupe.
SECTOR 2 TURNS: 8
SECTOR 2 LENGTH: 1.5 km
SECTOR 2 AVG GRADE: 3.1 °SECTOR 2 TIMES:
TAKAO - 58.6s | 55.7s - WAKABA
SECTOR 2 AVG SPEED:
TAKAO - 92.1 kph | 96.9 kph - WAKABAWakaba managed to get close enough to the Dreisterne as the road began to loosen up slightly. There were less turns around this sector, and the Mercer managed to open up its mighty big block engine down the short bursts of straightaway on the course.
SECTOR 3 TURNS: 7
SECTOR 3 LENGTH: 1.9 km
SECTOR 3 AVG GRADE: 6.3 °SECTOR 3 TIMES:
TAKAO - 75.9s | 72.1s - WAKABA
SECTOR 3 AVG SPEED:
TAKAO - 90.1 kph | 94.9 kph - WAKABAThe red-white-and blue coupe flung out column after column of smoke on the track as it burned rubber going sideways through the corners, still keeping up with the Dreisterne. Eventually, through a wide enough corner, Wakaba would slide his way on the outside with the coke bottle, big block hunk of pure American steel screaming its victory through.“Yee-haw! I knew that American purebred could hand it to that [i have been advised not to type the word]!” Eliza said cheerfuly in English as she watched the battle from the screen that Omega held.
“You said this was going to be a humiliation, X, but once again you prove yourself wrong. Just like how it always goes in b-”
Before Eliza could continue, she was interrupted with a loud sneeze from Sigma.
“Oh. Bless you!” Said Eliza as sincerely as she could.
“Fuck off.”
SECTOR 4 TURNS: 11
SECTOR 4 LENGTH: 1.7 km
SECTOR 4 AVG GRADE: 5.1 °SECTOR 4 TIMES:
TAKAO - 70.3s | 66.6s - WAKABA
SECTOR 4 AVG SPEED:
TAKAO - 87.1 kph | 91.9 kph - WAKABAWakaba stuck his hand out of the window with his hands doing the rock-and-roll sign as he slid is way to victory towards the end, with the liberal, loud and proud, 2nd-amendment pleading, bald eagle screaming, American V8 roaring its way through the quiet and conservative Japanese mountain.
TOTAL RESULT
TAKAO - 04:58 | 04:43 - WAKABA
TOTAL AVG SPEED:
TAKAO - 88 kph | 92 kph - WAKABAX stared in disbelief as Wakaba crossed the line, while Eliza only continued to let out a hearty laugh. Meanwhile, Sigma didn't even bother helping out, and let out another sneeze as they climbed into the rear of X's sedan.
TONIGHT’S BATTLE WINNER: WAKABA FROM HELL’S EAGLE
"Well, well, well. I knew you could do it! Thanks for making me proud of my country once more, pal!" Eliza greeted the driver as he stepped out of the car, giving him a very warm hug and a smooch on the cheek, leaving an imprint of her lipstick-covered lips on the side of his face. "You've earned that one~!"“You know what this means X! Half your stock in the Tasaday Hotel goes to me!”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever. I get it, you’re a natural-born gambler. Guess there goes my share of Vegas.”
WINNER OF TONIGHT'S BATTLE:
若葉隆三
WAKABA RYUZO
"America, fuck yeah!"
"America, fuck yeah!"
With the battle over, Eliza provided the results to the teams, and gave the information for the next race.
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バトル発表 | BATTLE ANNOUNCEMENT
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MOUNTAIN WOLVES
高畑壮
都平
HELL’S EAGLE’S
IMORI 飯森 SERVICE ROAD
9X/12/17 | 23:10
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