Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

The sports cars on the road kept honking their horns sharply, but the boy slowly overtook the sports cars that were flooring the accelerator on the sidewalk.

The sports car driver leaned out, seemingly to see what was that thing overtaking him on the sidewalk—

It even skidded on the road, causing the sports car to veer off the road and head straight for Jiang Si.

But they still couldn't catch up with that figure.

The boy ran tirelessly, the sports car behind him crashing into the wall. Dirt, glass, bumper fragments, screws, and wheels all fell behind him in the impact of the explosion.

That speeding figure looked like an airplane flying close to the ground.

Coco, who was stopped by the car accident, stood there, looking at her brother who had already disappeared.

When she was little, all she could do was cry and call out, "Brother, my legs are weak, help me up..."

But now, she is no longer a child.

She wouldn't cry on the street because she couldn't catch up with her brother, and her brother wouldn't turn around and wait for her just because she cried.

Although when she was little, whenever she cried, her older brother would stop and turn to look at her, waiting until she walked to his side.

But by the time she started school, her brother wouldn't stop crying just because she was crying.

Why did you run so fast, brother?

She had been thinking about this since she was a child.

When she saw her brother, he seemed to be always running.

It was as if something was chasing him from behind, and as if something was attracting him from the front.

However, Coco couldn't see anything.

She looked up.

The starlight in the thick fog looked like dying fireflies.

Coco finally took a step and chased after him again.

She drove past the accident scene, heard the traffic police sirens behind her, closed her eyes, and accelerated wildly.

I want to catch up with him, to know the scenery he saw, and to find out the reason he ran.

Faster, faster, faster—catch up with him!

Then, the figure reappeared in sight.

Everything rushed past on both sides as she passed pedestrians, bicycles, and high-speed trains running side by side.

The concrete beneath my feet began to crack under the impact, and the air became the greatest resistance, as if I were running through a swamp.

But when she exceeds a certain limit.

My steps suddenly became lighter, as if I had grown wings on my back, so light it was unbelievable.

Her pupils widened amidst the splattering sweat, as if she had stepped into a new world, gazing around at her surroundings.

Time stood still...

An unprecedented sense of exhilaration.

She spread her arms wide, letting the wind resistance increase, but her steps became faster and faster, stepping over the cracks in the sidewalk that spread onto the asphalt road next to her.

The sound of sudden braking caused a collision from behind.

She ran just like her brother, feeling the tension and excitement of various objects flying past behind her.

I couldn't help but laugh.

The potential hidden within one's own body.

The world changes as a result of this possibility.

Thus, it arose naturally.

The urge to pursue the limits of that possibility.

This is what is reflected in his eyes...

"elder brother!"

It wasn't because they caught up with that figure, nor because of anything he said.

Rather, it is everything seen and felt during the pursuit.

The answer was given in my heart.

Ah, I see...

This is a view that can only be seen by running forward continuously.

Leave everything behind.

It's a speed that even the world can't keep up with.

The running itself became the reason.

Once you step inside, nothing else matters.

The only desire is to keep accelerating and overtake everything in the way.

Until only that figure remained.

From childhood to adulthood, I have always been running ahead of myself, shielding myself from all dangers.

However, it also obstructed the view.

Why do I have to work so hard? Why have I always been striving to be in the lead since I was a child?

Why is it unacceptable to be number one?

Because, if it's not number one.

You can only see other people's backs, and you can't see anything else.

Without realizing it, her running movements gradually began to overlap with her brother's.

Because he had been watching that figure since he was a child, his body acted before his consciousness could, and began to imitate it.

The way they raised their hands, lowered their feet, breathed, and even gasped for breath was almost identical.

Two accelerating sonic booms ripped away surrounding obstacles.

The world has been left behind, but that figure remains ahead.

No matter how hard I try, it seems I can't reach it at all.

You have to beat him.

I wanted to surpass that figure, to stand at the very front, and to see the scenery beyond that figure's reach!

Be number one! Be the strongest!

The roaring voice in my mind, burning my blood, pushes my body to its limit!

Finally, we're a little closer!

"Watch closely, remember, and never forget."

She vaguely heard her brother speaking.

It could just be her imagination.

Because the next second, Jiang Si accelerated again.

It broke the sound barrier, emitting a loud, explosive sound, as sharp as a missile!

A suffocating feeling enveloped me along with the dust and smoke from my brother's run.

An overwhelming gap.

No matter how hard I try, no matter how much I struggle, I can never surpass this opponent...

We need to be faster, we absolutely have to be faster...

However, his feet could no longer move.

I lost control of my body, and the numbness spread from my cheeks to my limbs, fingertips and toes, and I almost lost all feeling.

There's no way we can catch up; it's impossible.

Why does it have to be me chasing after my older brother?

Why do I have to chase after him?

As she questioned herself, she looked up again.

It's getting further and further away.

always like this.

He was making grand pronouncements in his mind and heart, always thinking that he had to win.

But in the end, it was never done.

All they could do was futilely show an expression of resentment, and then cry in regret.

I don't want to give up again...

But the muscles and bones groaned in pain as the world caught up from behind.

It was as if everything they had just surpassed was an illusion.

Why does my brother keep running?

Because if you slow down, you will be swallowed up by the world you once surpassed.

The increasingly slow speed made her feel like she was constantly falling, falling, her body being pulled so hard she could barely move.

Consciousness, along with the splattering sweat, was about to fall to the ground.

One second before it was about to stop.

Someone gave her a push from behind.

"Coco, run!"

That gentle voice must be her mother's.