After being elected as the governor of Tokyo, he will debut as a band!

This car offers excellent speed, stability, and a sense of security.

Boqi-chan thinks that if Hiroi-san ever runs out of inspiration and can't play in a band anymore, she could quit drinking and become a rickshaw puller for a wealthy family... no, driving wouldn't be a problem for her at all.

Not only that, but Hiroi-nee's emotions were also very stable when she was sober. Even when people were honking their horns, she remained calm and composed.

The only problem is... while she was driving, she kept muttering something under her breath, I don't know if she was chanting prayers for peace or cursing the heartless drivers who kept honking at her.

But that didn't matter to Boqi Jiang. The small, enclosed space inside the sports car and the quiet environment where no one was talking to her made her feel happy.

Just then, she heard a voice amplified by a loudspeaker coming from behind the car:

"Stop! The yellow McLaren sports car with license plate ending in xx-xxox is ahead. Please pull over to the side of the road immediately, or you will be responsible for the consequences."

She quickly looked in the rearview mirror and saw a burly man leaning half his body out of the passenger window of a Toyota MPV, shouting through a megaphone.

Through the MPV window, she could clearly see that there were five people in the car, all of whom were men who looked like they were not to be trifled with.

"Guang, Guangjing... someone is calling us from behind, telling us to stop the car..."

"I saw."

Hiroi muttered to himself.

"Then, shall we not stop?"

"They're not police cars, just ignore them."

Hiroi, who hadn't been drinking, was only slightly more socially anxious than Pochi. He had absolutely no desire to interact with strangers and just thought that they would give up on their own once they ran away.

"But they're about to catch up..."

"Oh? Let me see... Toyota's old MPV? This car is far from being able to compete with my Maverick!"

Hiroi Kikuri stepped on the gas and drifted through the corner, heading towards the mountain road of Kugayama.

Isogachi Music Awards: 142 Hiroi's heartfelt confession to Oni-slayer sake.

Watching the McLaren sports car speed up the mountain road, the people sitting in the Toyota MPV couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.

Having finally reduced the distance between their vehicle and Hiroi Kikuri's sports car to less than fifty meters, in the blink of an eye, the distance between them quickly widened to more than two hundred meters.

"Strange?! Didn't Ms. Hiroi hear us calling out? Why did you suddenly speed up and run up the mountain path? Tanaka, what do you think?"

The person sitting on the left side of the middle row was a bit older and had a more arrogant attitude than the other four people in the car, clearly a manager or similar figure.

Tanaka was the one who had just spoken through the megaphone; he was a key employee. The other three, aside from a skilled driver, were just there to run errands.

"Section Chief, in my opinion, Ms. Hiroi is clearly avoiding us! There must be something shady going on in her car."

"Oh?! That's a reasonable guess. So what do you think that shady thing in her car might be?"

"I think it must be Mr. Huck, and most likely Mr. Huck without his mask!"

"...What? That means..."

The man called the section chief's eyes

It lit up all at once.

"In other words, as long as we can catch that car, we can not only catch Mr. Hack, but also use his real identity as leverage to force him to obediently accept Secretary-General Nantian's invitation to be a guest performer at the '50machi Cup' finals!"

Tanaka's eyes also lit up. He and the minister looked at each other and seemed to see a spark in each other's eyes that represented "our bright future".

"Not only that, but with this leverage, Secretary-General Nantian can coerce him to lower his status and take on various business activities, while extracting a large amount of commission and making connections with all sorts of people! And since Secretary-General Nantian has gained so many benefits, he will definitely think highly of us. In the future, when the Nijing Group is reorganized, we may be able to become presidents or executive directors in the new organization's subsidiaries."

"Section Chief, in my opinion, being the president of a subsidiary company is a bit too low a position for you. Securing a seat on the board of directors of the new organization isn't impossible for you!"

"Haha, Tanaka, you're really good with words. Well then, I'll take your good wishes! And you three, stop staring at me like that. If you do this job well, you'll all get a bonus and a promotion."

"Yes, yes, yes!" "I'll have to rely on you a lot, Section Chief." "Tanaka-senpai's work ability is also admirable."

"Hey! What are you doing, Awano?! Drive properly! Bowing to Tanaka at this time, are you trying to get us killed?!"

……

"These guys are really persistent."

Hiroi Kikuri saw a Toyota MPV slowly catching up in her rearview mirror and felt that something was amiss.

MPVs are marketed for their spacious interiors and comfortable rides; speed and cornering performance are not their strong points.

And the roads I chose were around Mount Kuga, with a lot of sharp bends. Logically, I should have left that MPV far behind, not even letting it breathe in their exhaust fumes.

But the other person was only initially pulled away; within a few minutes, they gradually caught up again.

“Um, Hiroi-nee… there seems to be a pattern that’s been lit up on your dashboard from the very beginning…”

Boqi-chan, standing nearby, timidly reminded her.

“What pattern…” Hiroi Kikuri stared intently, and saw that it was the fuel tank light that was lit. “Oh no… the dashboard of this luxury sports car is quite different from the ones of the affordable cars I used to drive. It’s so flashy that I’ve forgotten what to pay attention to…”

Looking again at the fuel level indicator, which symbolizes the remaining fuel in the tank, I found it was completely empty.

She now realized what was wrong...

Generally speaking, insufficient fuel in the tank will not affect vehicle speed performance. However, if the fuel tank is almost empty, it is a different story. When the fuel pressure drops to a certain level, it will trigger the low fuel protection logic, which will start to limit power to control fuel consumption. This will result in reduced power and slower vehicle speed.

Hiroi Kikuri was also driving a sports car for the first time and didn't have a clear concept of speed. If it were one of those rich kids who drive luxury sports cars all the time, they would have noticed something was wrong the moment the speed decreased.

"White teeth, white teeth, white teeth!"

Hiroi Kikuri panicked and pressed harder with her foot, but human strength is no match for the ECU's built-in logic for safety. Even if she floored the accelerator, it was no use. On the contrary, to prevent the engine from overheating and being damaged by idling, the sports car automatically slowed down and gave a stop warning.

After a minute of inertia, Hiroi Kikuri's sports car, which she had only owned for less than two days, came to a spectacular halt by the side of the mountain road.

Hiroi Kikuri stared blankly ahead, while Pochi-chan was terrified.

"Hiroi-nee, what should we do?" Pochi-chan didn't dare to look back to see if the Toyota MPV was catching up; she just huddled in her seat, trembling.

Those guys don't seem to have a good temper. Hiroi-nee led them on such a long detour, she must be furious by now. I wonder if she'll drag us out of the car and beat us up later?

"Little Pochi, don't panic. The most important thing at this time is to stay calm... Damn it! Why is there no wine? If there were wine, any problem could be solved."

Hiroi Kikuri opened the car window and looked out. She noticed a lone convenience store about 200 meters away.

"There's hope!" Hiroi Kikuri's eyes seemed to reflect the phantom of the Demon Slayer Sake. Convenience stores in remote areas might not have any high-end liquor, but they could definitely buy Demon Slayer Sake, which was priced similarly to mineral water.

"Sure enough, those expensive wines, wrapped in luxurious packaging and delivered to your door by a personal shopper, are all seductive vixens. Only you, Onisha-san, are my eternal love! The reason I'm encountering this bad luck today must be because I've been rich lately and have neglected you."

"Don't worry, I will never do such an ungrateful thing again! No matter if I live in a rented house or a big house in the future, there will always be a place for you in the refrigerator, Oni-san."

After Kikuri Hiroi finished her heartfelt confession to Oni Slayer, she turned to the huddled-up Pochi and solemnly said, "Pochi, your big sister is going to go and win back a love that was almost lost! You stay in the car and don't move! Wait for me to come back!"

"Big sister, are you kidding me? How can I handle five of them by myself..."

Bochi was a beat too late in saying those words; Hiroi Kikuri had already gotten out of the car, locked the doors, and then sprinted towards the convenience store.

Less than a minute later, five men surrounded the sports car, banging on the window and peering into the car through their hands.

At this moment, Boqi-chan's spirit had already turned to ashes.

Isogachi Music Awards: 143 Xiangzi, whose throat suffered.

"啕——"

Toyokawa Shoko leaned against the car window, her face ashen.

A colorful rainbow started from the corner of his mouth, traced an arc along the body of the Wuling minivan, and then trailed backward in a line mixed with a sour smell.

She regrets so much.

I regret that I shouldn't have been so reckless as to travel with Governor Aoyama.

This is no vehicle fit for human beings...

Kikuri Hiroi chose to test drive the Tokyo West Outer Ring Road, which runs from Setagaya Ward, through Kugayama Street, through Suginami Ward, and all the way to Nerima Ward. The road is wide and the traffic is smooth.

In order to catch up with her as quickly as possible, Aoyama chose to take a shortcut through the residential area... and you can imagine how bad the road conditions were.

Not only was the road narrow, but there were also many slow-moving cars, so Aoyama had to activate his "car god mode" to maintain his speed.

What is drifting at 100 km/h? What is cornering through a drainage ditch? What is continuous S-shaped drifting? What is wall-running?

Toyokawa Shoko felt as if she were a small boat struggling to stay afloat amidst raging waves and torrential rain, with the impact coming from all directions, smashing all her senses into a pile of fragments.

Thankfully, I was wearing a seatbelt. If I hadn't, I probably would have been like a pinball in the Windows game Pinball, bouncing around in the car until I lost consciousness and was thrown out the window.

Toyokawa Shoko was a strong-willed person. Although she was shaken so badly that her back ached and she was so dizzy that she almost lost consciousness, she never begged Aoyama for mercy.

After all, she herself had volunteered to travel with Aoyama, and had confidently assured him that she could withstand the bumpy journey. Now, to expect her to say, "Lord Aoyama, please spare me, if this continues..."

"It'll break!" How could she say that?

However, this hellish journey will eventually come to an end.

As Toyokawa Shoko leaned against the car window, vomiting for the third time and finally emptying her stomach of all the food she had eaten since that morning, Aoyama Mukai finally drove the car onto the main road.

Although the car was still going fast, it was no longer as bumpy as before.

"Miss Toyokawa, take a look at the cars ahead... Is that the one you saw before?"

Aoyama reminded him.

“Okay… ugh… I don’t see it right now, Mr. Hack… perhaps you should drive a little further ahead.”

Shoko Toyokawa said with some difficulty that she took out a wet wipe from her skirt pocket and wiped the sweat from her forehead and the grime from the corner of her mouth, so that she could maintain the most basic dignity.

“Miss Toyokawa, you don’t look well… Why don’t you rest for a bit? The rest of the journey won’t be as bumpy as before.”

"It's okay, I'm fine... Mr. Huck, if you can manage as the driver, I'll definitely have an easier time as a passenger... Ugh... Just focus on driving, I'll keep an eye on the traffic."

Aoyama drove at full speed for another ten minutes, but Toyokawa Shoko still hadn't seen the target vehicle.

Both of them felt that something was wrong...

Hiroi Kikuri's test drive was planned in advance. Although Aoyama took a shortcut, he followed the route that Hiroi Kikuri had planned in advance for the second half of the journey. With his car's speed and the time saved by taking the shortcut, he should have caught up with Hiroi Kikuri's sports car and the Toyota MPV that was following her by now.

There's only one possibility left... Kikuri Hiroi discovered that a car was following her, so she chose another road that would better utilize the speed and cornering performance of her sports car.

Aoyama pulled the car over to the side of the road and said to Toyokawa Shoko:

"Ms. Toyokawa, do you have Ms. Goto's contact information? Could you call her and ask about their current location?"

……

Pochi, who was lying dead in the passenger seat, was startled awake by a jolt in his waist.

As someone with social anxiety, she naturally set her phone to Do Not Disturb mode, so even if a call came in, there would only be a brief vibration at the beginning.

She didn't make any move, but first observed the men surrounding the car.

The men knocked on the car window for a long time, but when Pochi didn't respond and they couldn't open the car door, they gathered to the side to discuss what to do, and didn't have time to deal with Pochi inside the car for the time being.

Once she was sure no one was paying attention to her, Boqi took out her phone with minimal movement. After seeing the caller's name, "Toyokawa-kun," displayed on the screen, she immediately hung up, then hid the phone in her sleeve and replied to the caller via LINE using blind typing.

She continued to act by rolling her eyes and foaming at the mouth to fool the men outside the car.

Back to Toyokawa Shoko's side.

She was startled when she heard that the call request was rejected, fearing that something had happened to Boqi and Hiroi. She only breathed a sigh of relief when the LINE chat pop-up initiated by Boqi appeared.

“Mr. Hack, Goto didn’t answer my call, but sent her location on LINE. I suspect she might not be in a safe situation right now, so we’d better go there as soon as possible.”

She wasn't familiar with the roads in the area. After glancing at the location map sent by Boqi, she leaned forward and handed her phone to Qingshan so that he could see the content on the screen directly.

The location sent by Pochi wasn't far from them, but taking the main road would be a long detour, taking about ten minutes. However, taking the back road would allow them to arrive smoothly within three minutes.

"Then, Miss Toyokawa, I'll have to ask you to be patient for a while longer."

"Are you going to take the shortcut again, or are you going to slip off your stockings?"

Toyokawa Shoko's face paled. Thinking of what she had experienced more than ten minutes ago, she felt a surge of heat rising in her throat again—even though her stomach was empty after the three previous vomiting episodes.

"For the safety of Ms. Hiroi and Mr. Goto, this is probably the most appropriate choice... but this time, I hope you can be a little gentler..."

Just then, Aoyama heard a horn coming from behind the car.

He looked in the rearview mirror and saw a police car stop two meters behind him. A policeman got out of the car and took out a ticket book as he walked.

"Sir, you were speeding for a stretch of road. Please get out of the car for inspection."

Aoyama sighed, then cast an apologetic look at Toyokawa Shoko, "Miss Toyokawa, I'm afraid I can't fulfill your request."

“You mean…” Toyokawa Shoko immediately understood what he meant and quickly covered her mouth.