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"This story is fiction.
All names of characters, places and
organizations in the story are fictional.
Follow the traffic rules and drive safely."
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Now listen y'all, what you waitin' for is the Noizy Tribe
We're back!
I want to shake myself free, release the safety on my heart
Grab hold of your wavering emotions, yes, kiss me
Yeah, always pressure, like a train that's been jolted, creaking
I'm telling you, just watch me from that sluggish crowd
'Cause someday, check it, I'll be zoomin' fast as lightning
I'll dash out and get that checkered flag, believe it
You can see a dream you want to embrace, can't you?
I want to feel it in these arms, your soul
This moment I can feel, know the omen's arrival
I'm headin' out like this, I'm the Noizy Tribe
Come with me, come and cry with me
Got to be, got to be, now you got to be free (Yeah!)
Noizy Tribe, you're my Noizy Tribe
You can feel, you can feel, you can feel in my love (C'mon!)
Come with me, come and cry with me
Got to be, got to be, now you got to be free (Yeah!)
Noizy Tribe, you're my Noizy Tribe
You can break, you can break, you can break 'cause you're Noizy Tribe
Here come the Noizy Tribe, we're back!
Starting in five seconds.
Four... Three...
Two... One...
Go!
He's fast! He's so incredibly fast!
What do you think they're up to? The Cappuccino is a minicar.
You think they're just screwing with us, bringing out a car like that?
Dude, you're clueless, aren't you?
Last year, when the Eight-Six of Akina made its debut,
all the racers in the Gunma area thought the same thing when they saw Fujiwara...
Because an Eight-Six is an old car and lacks power.
But in the end, all of them lost.
Even the Night Kids and we Red Suns.
They've made use of that same advantage.
"Act 11: Rainy Downhill Battle"
Just what hat did you pull that rabbit out of?
When you put it like that, it sounds as if you realize just how dangerous it is.
I guess.
Not that I should be telling this to you, the enemy, but...
Even if we beat the Eight-Six using that car,
it'll only make me halfway happy.
To be honest, being able to defeat the Eight-Six like this, in a place like this...
It's a little painful.
Don't automatically assume he'll lose.
We won't know how it'll turn out until it's over.
No, I know. Sadly, this time there's no way he can win.
I told you not to assume that, didn't I?
If you look at just car vs. car, the chances of the Eight-Six winning do look slim. But...
...what's driving that car is a flesh-and-blood human being.
And in a contest between driver and driver, there's no telling what will happen.
Are you trying to say our driver's no good?
Sakamoto's skills are solid. He won't make any slipups.
That's not what I mean.
You don't understand...
...just how incredible he is.
It's not logic. If you were on the same team as us, you'd understand.
There's genius in this world that can break the boundaries of convention.
It stings, but I know that it's true.
Anyway, you just watch.
Rain is a drag, huh? It makes you slip, gets you all wet...
You're one to talk. Takumi's the one who has it tough, having to race in this rain.
That's right. Doing a downhill in the rain is kinda scary.
Both of you, Iketani and Kenji?!
Takumi can handle the rain just fine!
Have you forgotten? That race in the rain at Myogi?!
Yeah, that's true...
What's more, I've experienced Takumi's godlike skills firsthand!
Takumi losing a race in the rain just isn't possible!
Which will you choose, leading or following?
When it's raining, going first and having to set the pace causes added pressure...
Even so, I'd prefer to lead.
We Ferrari racers don't specialize in following, and I don't want to draw the race out.
If possible, I'd like to end this in the first lap.
Understood. I'm of the same opinion. We'll choose to lead.
Fujiwara...
I think you'll understand once the race begins, but that car will be shockingly fast.
You will probably fall behind at corners and have to catch up on the straightaways.
This will be completely unlike any race you have yet fought.
Here is my advice...
Try to remember the hardest race you have run.
Recall the technique used on you that you found most disagreeable,
for today, you will perform that technique.
To give you a hint...
For example, the methods of Kyoichi Sudou of Team Emperor.
Something like that would be effective.
Don't forget, having a completely different mindset
will be the key to winning this battle.
Ryosuke, the way you give Fujiwara advice
is slightly different from before, isn't it?
--It is? --It's changed.
How can I put this? It used to be simpler, more concrete.
And concise, a "Do this like this" sort of thing.
But today's was a little difficult, or rather...
It made Fujiwara think for himself and make his own choice.
That's the kind of advice it's become.
It's an indicator of how much Fujiwara has improved. Matsumoto...
I seek to provide Keisuke and Fujiwara with tasks during their D battles.
I had sort of a vague feeling. I wondered if that was the case.
It's thanks to those tasks that Fujiwara has been able to advance as much as he as
in such a short period of time.
But this time, I may have gone a little too far.
Considering his opponent, not everything will go according to plan.
The hurdle I've placed before Fujiwara may have been too high.
I don't get it. This has never happened before, not once.
It's hard to do this. Really hard!
What should I do?!
Not being able to take a corner at the same speed as the car in front of me...
That's the first time this has ever happened!
I still don't really understand...
How much does the Eight-Six weigh?
Nine-fifty... nine-sixty or so, I think.
That's right. It's less than a ton.
But the Cappuccino weighs even less than that, probably 700-plus kilograms.
That's a difference of 250 kilograms.
You know that the difficulty in controlling a car is relative to its weight, yes?
You're shackled by the car's inertial mass.
So that 250-kilogram difference gives the Cappuccino the advantage?
No amount of tuning can beat light weight.
Then this race is...
I'm telling you, don't assume the outcome before it's happened!
Our guy can't be measured by normal standards.
In the friction ratio for the contact sur face between the road and tires,
a lower MU value will greatly affect whether one under- or overshoots when cornering.
It'd be fine if the car were to consistently remain neutral,
but that sort of car doesn't exist.
In that case!
Rather than understeer, which can't be controlled,
one should seek from the start to create controllable oversteer.
That's how I do things!
In the tough-road world of Ferrari racing, four-wheel drift is fundamental!
Still, he's done a good job keeping up.
Even when it looks like I can shake him off, I can't.
Rain takes getting used to. To be honest, it's scary even for me.
Nobody knows exactly how best to merge to safely avoid crashing.
That guy knows it's more dangerous for him, yet he keeps coming after me.
You can keep walking that razor's edge till the very end!
For this race...
...it was only the day before yesterday that I received specific information
regarding what tactics our opponents would use.
To be honest, I thought perhaps we'd be in trouble.
This mistake is on me.
Mistake? Even you make mistakes?
Frequently. I bluff my way through it, but inside I'm on pins and needles.
However...
This time, luck is on my side.
An uncertainty that no one could have calculated may cancel out my mistake.
An uncertainty?
I don't understand it... The meaning of Ryosuke's advice.
The "methods"of Kyoichi of Team Emperor? What were they again?
Ryosuke said to catch up on the straightaways, but that's impossible.
What do I do?!
There's no way to beat an opponent you can't even catch up to!
The uncertainty was this rain.
So you think the rain will give Fujiwara the advantage?
But that goes against popular theory.
Rain reduces the MU of the road's surface,
and if the tires' grip weakens uncontrollably,
a major handicap will become even greater.
I think that would be the standard conclusion.
You're overlooking something.
That theory holds true for a midday race at someplace like a circuit...
...but nighttime on a rainy mountain pass is a different story.
In conditions such as those, the emphasis shifts from the car to the driver.
Also, the X factor, or ability beyond that of mere driving techniques, is called into play.
X factor?
Therein lies our chance.
This rain will change the hurdle I thought too high to just the right height
and is the uncertainty of which I spoke.
Perhaps this rain is a blessing, made to fall by the powerful luck that Fujiwara possesses.
I can close the gap a bit on the latter half of the straightaways.
Does that mean that at least on extended straightaways, I have the advantage?
This really is a first. Winning in power but losing at cornering...
It's sort of pitiful. This is stressing me out.
To think, having no choice but to battle it out on a mountain downhill straightaway!
The way he moves so effortlessly... I'm getting more and more pissed off!
Whatever it takes, I wanna catch up and put the pressure on him!
Oh! Kyoichi's "methods"... Maybe he meant that!
Unreal! Cappuccinos are that fast?!
The Eight-Six is undefeated, but...
Project D's ace downhill racer can't catch up?!
He meant Kyoichi's specialty technique, no doubt about it.
I'm going to have to close the gap to pull it off.
Just watch, I'll friggin' catch up to you!
Okay, understood. Thank you.
They've just passed the road cut hairpin. There's a 10-15 meter gap between them.
I don't understand it.
The Eight-Six being able to keep up with the Cappuccino this far is most unusual.
In my simulations, this event was an impossibility.
Was the rain not to our advantage after all?
If the race cannot be settled at the decisive, steeply inclined section,
the gently inclined, mid- to high-speed section in the latter half shall be worrisome.
I miscalculated.
The capabilities of the Eight-Six's driver cannot be calculated.
They've upset what was thought to be a 100% probability of victory.
I get it. The Eight-Six's whole body is telling me.
The slight sensation of the tires slipping as they grip wet asphalt... It's almost palpable!
I feel like with this car, I can even know how much rain is flowing on the asphalt.
I can definitely catch up to him!
I'll have one chance, two at the most, to set up a counterattack.
There's one thing that's got me anxious.
The first thing that comes to mind about Sudou from Team Emperor is a counterattack.
Indeed.
I'm worried what sort of judgment Fujiwara will make with his mind so confused...
...because a counterattack would be a mistake.
Exactly. True to form, you understand.
A counterattack is 100% doomed to failure.
He's gaining on me!
Wataru's Eight-Six couldn't keep up with this car.
I don't get it! How can he be this fast in the rain?!
Even I am struggling, searching for grip on front tires that can't be relied upon.
I can't do any more than this!
It's scaring even me!
This isn't logic... It's instinct.
Rain sure is terrible...
Even an F1 racer with godlike technique would spin out in the rain
and fly right out of the course.
That's how difficult rain is.
How it falls can change each and every racing condition,
and there's no telling when it'll stop.
One mistake on this narrow road, and it's boom.
Even so, you have to pull yourself together and go on the offensive, or you'll lose.
It's a continuous battle between fear and motivation. Especially on the downhill.
It takes ten times more out of you than a normal race.
Dammit! What the hell are you?!
I feel sick. He keeps gaining on me...
What does this mean?!
I think this was how it played out... The race against Kyoichi at Iroha Slope.
When your opponent has better cornering speed,
you have to abandon the corner attack.
Slow down, quickly change the car's direction, then speed up the acceleration timing!
I have to spend just a little more time stepping on the gas.
There's something I just can't accept.
This "Shame and reputation be damned, I came to win!" attitude really ticks me off.
Because on the downhill, being light is an incredible weapon.
But I couldn't stand losing to these guys!
If we friggin' lose, I'm kicking Fujiwara's ass.
That's just like you, Keisuke...
Anyway, there's no mistaking we're in a tight situation.
My only hope is that there's some reason Ryosuke wished for this rain.
If we can at least make it to the midpoint, there may be hope.
If Fujiwara makes it to the bottom,
the roads aren't too steep and there are long, straight lines.
--Ironic, isn't it? --You said it.
The downward slope has been the only thing in his favor
as Fujiwara has gone up against some powerful enemies, but this time...
...far from being his friend, that slope will put him through the wringer.
Does this guy not feel fear?!
Up this close, the shower of water droplets obstructs your headlights.
I hate that, which was the main reason I chose to race in front!
Driving in the night rain is bad enough, but with the spray of water I'm sending up
his field of vision should be hopelessly obstructed, and yet...!
He's right up on me!
Why?! He should be completely unable to see from that side ditch,
so how can he keep up with me so precisely?!
You son of a bitch, you're not human!
A rose that's bloomed on the battlefield, for the reason they don't know
A caterpillar that can only move forward tramples it under foot again today
Yo, hates and pain, increasing only hatred
Hates and pain, with those social conditions transmitted live
Hold me with stronger hands
Your voice in a restless night (For the reason they don't know)
The world will someday be shedding blood (All around the world)
Let me forget that kind of news, I don't want to understand
Nobody reason, nobody sure where is the end
Ah, sing gently just a little more, even if it's a lie
Check it, conflicting information is already reported by the mass media
The outnumbered convey the deep fears of the whole situation
Reason is flammable, an age lacking the power of restraint, yeah
Devoting yourself body and spirit, you keep receiving that baptism
Nobody reason, nobody sure where is the end
If rowing a boat that's untrustworthy and on the verge of breaking...
Nobody reason, no one confess that it was wrong
Ah, sing gently just a little more, even if it's a lie
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