Takumi Fujiwara did not like Natsuki at all and placed his hand on her waist.
However, it was hard to say who would take advantage of who…
"Aiya…"
A strong manly aura assaulted him, and Moagi Natsuki's entire body trembled as if he had been electrocuted. He looked up at Takumi Fujiwara. He was so handsome, so handsome!
"Heh."
"Xiashu, let's go to class.”Takumi Fujiwara quickly let go of Natsuki and chuckled.
Stop when the time comes.
"Yes…"
Natsuki nodded shyly.
Holding his little hand, Modgi Natsuki followed Takumi Fujiwara all the way to the teaching building. After they went to their respective classes, Modgi Natsuki reluctantly parted ways.
Takumi Fujiwara flipped through his books like crazy in class. In just one day, he had almost picked up all the studies that he had missed out on for the past two years. His grades were originally at the bottom, but now he should be in the middle. In a few more days, Takumi Fujiwara was completely confident that he would directly become the top student in the school.
This was how powerful a photographic memory was.
If he really just took a casual glance, the knowledge would be imprinted in his mind and he would not be able to forget it.
The exams in Japan were relatively easy. It was not that difficult.
After school, Takumi Fujiwara went to work at the gas station as usual.
"Takumi, I just called Senior Iketani and he said that he has to focus on preparing for next Saturday's race. He doesn't have time to care about us, and he's temporarily not working at the gas station. Next Saturday, can you drive your AE86 out? We'll drive to Mount Haruna ourselves. It's the race between the Speedstars and RedSuns motorcade.”Takumi Fujiwara had just finished filling up a taxi and put the oil gun in place when Takeuchi leaned over and said.
"Move aside."
Takumi Fujiwara pushed Takeuchi to the side.
Two grown men with their arms around each other's shoulders…
"You must want to see the Takahashi brothers 'driving skills.”
Takeuchi continued.
"Then I'm not interested."
Takumi Fujiwara shook his head.
He had already competed with Takahashi Keisuke last night.
Complete victory!
Takumi Fujiwara didn't mention it even though Takeuchi might not believe it.
"What?!"
"You actually said that you're not interested in Brother Takahashi's driving skills!”
"Brother Takahashi is the idol of all the racers in Red Castle. Next Saturday, Mount Haruna will definitely be surrounded by people.”Takeshi was shocked.
"Takeuchi!"
"What are you shouting for!"
"The guests are here! Hurry up and get to work!"
At this moment, the owner of the gas station, Yuichi Tachibana, came over to remind him.
"Alright…Alright…"
Takeuchi immediately went to refuel the customer with the oil gun.
After busying himself with a few cars, he finally had some free time.
Yuichi Tachibana stopped behind the gas station and started playing a video about racing. Takeuchi pulled Takumi Fujiwara and insisted that he watch it too.
"Alright then."
Takumi Fujiwara reluctantly agreed.
This Takeuchi was definitely the reincarnation of a dog skin plaster…
"Boss, Tuo Hai, I believe that after I buy a car, I will be able to learn the Drift technique in the movie very quickly!”As he watched, the passion for racing in Takeuchi's heart was stimulated again. He immediately clenched his fists and raised an arm as he shouted.
“Duang！”
"Yelling again!"
The boss, Yuichi Tachibana, directly served a fried chestnut on the head of Takeuchi.
"Hiss…"
Takeshi grimaced in pain.
"Boss, next time, just leave the beating to me.”
Takumi Fujiwara said.
"Alright, no problem."
Tachibana was stunned for a moment before nodding with a smile.
"Tuo Hai!"
Takeuchi glared at Takumi Fujiwara when he heard his words.
Takumi Fujiwara spread his hands, his face indifferent.
"This Drift is amazing!”
"Tuo Hai, do you know anything about Drift?”Takeuchi asked.
"Child's play."
"Drift means turning.”Takumi Fujiwara said lightly.
"Hahahaha!"
"Tuo Hai, you don't know anything about racing, do you? Turning? That's too old-fashioned. Drift is a professional term.”Takeshi laughed loudly, amused by Takumi Fujiwara.
"Oh, oh."
"Then you're awesome."
Takumi Fujiwara nodded and gave Takeuchi a thumbs up, cursing in his heart…
"Hahaha!"
Takeuchi laughed.
He really thought Takumi Fujiwara was praising him…
"Do you know how to attack a corner?”
Takeshi asked Takumi Fujiwara.
"In order to prevent the car from hitting the inner wall, I turned the steering wheel in advance to control the front wheels.”Takumi Fujiwara replied and made a hand gesture to signal him to turn.
It felt like an idiotic question…
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