According to a high school student's schedule, they should be sleeping now, at least Isshiki Makoto should be.
Since Isshiki Makoto's home was closer to Yuta's home, he chose to go to Isshiki Makoto's home to borrow a bicycle, as he didn't have one at his own home.
Isshiki Makoto, wearing pajamas and a small nightcap, was woken up by Yuta late at night, and specifically ran downstairs to open the garage door for Yuta; he was very confused now, Yuta hadn't told him what he was going to do, yet he still lent it out—that truly showed they were good brothers.
Watching his good brother ride away, Isshiki Makoto stared blankly as he disappeared, and then immediately received a phone call...
Yuta pedaled furiously, filled with regret and profound sadness.
What he wanted to say to Rikka wasn't this; what he wanted to do for Rikka wasn't this.
He certainly hoped Rikka could recognize reality and accept reality, but not like this now... using a way that hurt her to make her realize the cruelty of reality.
This approach crushed Rikka, and it also crushed Yuta.
Tonight there was no moon, the earth was pitch Black Flame, there were few stars in the sky, and on the ground only Yuta's bicycle moved forward alone...
Under the dark night sky, Yuta rode his bicycle onto the main road; without a train, he planned to ride this small broken bicycle all the way, a few hundred kilometers... it would probably be dawn by the time he got there, but he didn't care.
But very quickly, he saw a figure standing on the main road's guardrail, which was very dangerous, and upon seeing Yuta speeding towards him on a bicycle, that figure leaped down from the guardrail and blocked his path.
Regardless of how fast Yuta was riding now, he just stood there directly, heedless of the danger, not even bothering to dodge.
Yuta was naturally anxious; he slammed on the brakes and stopped, panting heavily... he was exhausted now, so it was a good chance to rest.
He looked up and focused his gaze, discovering that the person blocking him was Koushou, still wearing an eye patch and bandages on her hand.
Seeing Yuta stop, Koushou began her performance.
Mimicking Rikka's common classic poses, Koushou tried her best to imitate; she was now the safeguard Rikka left for Yuta... who knew what they talked about back then that made Koushou cooperate so well.
"Dark Flame Master! I, the second generation Evil King's True Eye! Have something to tell you..."
............
Koushou told Yuta about Rikka's past, that dark and lightless past, and in that memory, Yuta, who suddenly appeared by her side, was practically the only light in her life.
Fang Wuwei had told him this story before, but hearing it from Koushou's mouth now touched him even more deeply.
The story told by Fang Wuwei was merely a story, an incredibly objective one; Fang Wuwei had simply recounted that past to Yuta.
But the story now recounted by Koushou was told by Rikka herself, a more detailed and specific story.
It touched him even more; he learned from Koushou that Yuta had occupied a place in Rikka's heart since two years ago, and since then, Rikka had always regarded Yuta as the light of her life... that's why she would obey Yuta's every word, that's why she would want to make Yuta happy, hoping to stay by Yuta's side.
Rikka had always yearned for Yuta, only this yearning gradually transformed into love.
Yuta's heart instantly became completely resolute; Rikka's feelings for him were so deep, yet he had hurt her...
He shouldn't, he shouldn't, he shouldn't...
Yuta went mad.
Watching Yuta ride away even faster on his bicycle, Koushou smiled slightly; her mission was complete, as for whether she could bring little Rikka back, it was up to Yuta...
Now, what she had to do was wait by the roadside for the Totsukami family to send someone to pick her up...
Koushou took off her eye patch and bandages; she had just walked to the roadside and hadn't even found a good place to sit down when she heard the roar of an engine, and the next moment, she only saw two red lines of light appear before her, dragging and then rapidly disappearing.
Those were light trails caused by car headlights moving too fast.
Togashi-kun... he'll be alright, right?
On the other side, Yuta had just resumed his journey when he felt a wave of fatigue... he was still pushing himself too hard; some things couldn't be achieved with just belief, but... Rikka...
Suddenly, the roar of an engine came from behind, making Yuta frown heavily... although this was a main road, it was normal for motorcycles to appear, but such a rapid and loud engine sound...
Biker gang?! No way, am I that unlucky? They won't come looking for trouble with me, right?
"Oh oh, look, look, a little kid on a bicycle, so tired, where are you going~"
Just as Yuta was silently praying, he felt the motorcycle slow down, pulling up alongside him, and at the same time, a mocking voice came from beside him...
But, it was so damn familiar...
"Wuwei??!!!!"
"Well, I'm so sad, I told you you could always come to me if you regretted it, but I didn't expect you to hit the road yourself..."
Yuta turned his head in immense shock and saw that the so-called biker was none other than his good friend Fang Wuwei, but this time he wasn't wearing an eye patch, his right eye was exposed, its crimson pupil looking ghostly in the dark, not to mention combined with the cool heavy motorcycle beneath him, it looked even more sinister.
Fang Wuwei's eyes had turned into Mangekyo; Yuta met his gaze for a moment and felt as if something had drilled into his brain...
"You... why..."
"Don't worry about it."
Yuta was so surprised he forgot to pedal and just stopped; Fang Wuwei also stopped, his purpose in coming was for Yuta.
"What, from here to Rikka's hometown is a few hundred kilometers, are you really going to ride a broken bicycle all the way? And how will you come back?"
"This..."
He really hadn't considered the problem of coming back...
"Get on."
Fang Wuwei patted the heavy motorcycle beneath him; it was then that Yuta finally got a good look at the heavy motorcycle he had never seen before.
This was a dark-themed heavy motorcycle, with purple headlights, and a very sinister shape, much like a bat; the two handlebars at the front were angular and looked very organic, resembling demon horns; the seat also looked very organic, like real leather, but he couldn't tell what animal's hide it was... on both sides of the body were decorative armors resembling bat wings, full of metallic texture; Yuta tried touching it, it was very hard and cold, and the sides of the front tire also had two pairs of huge, sharp, long spikes, equally hard... Yuta had no doubt this thing could pierce a person.
A very dangerous heavy motorcycle, but it completely hit Yuta's aesthetic.
Too damn cool!!!!
This heavy motorcycle certainly couldn't be an ordinary heavy motorcycle, otherwise Fang Wuwei wouldn't specifically take it out to show off.
[Cavaliere (Heavy Cavalry)
A-rank equipment
Description: Finally, a motorcycle that Dante can't break.]
This was Dante's devil arm from Devil May Cry 5, which could be used as a motorcycle, or it could separate from the contact point between the fuel tank and the seat, splitting into two, and the tires would transform into a pair of huge, spiked circular saws, mercilessly shredding enemies.
Fang Wuwei was very satisfied with this heavy motorcycle, after all, what man doesn't have a dream of a heavy motorcycle?!
"What about this bicycle..."
"Who cares, just leave it there, let Isshiki Makoto come get it himself when he has time."
"That's not good."
"Get on!!"
Yuta, his face full of excitement, threw the bicycle to the side of the road and climbed onto Fang Wuwei's bike; with Fang Wuwei's cry of "Hold on tight," Yuta suddenly felt extreme speed and strong wind, which made him even more excited...
This is what's truly awesome!!!!
"By the way... why are you here..."
"Kuzuha called me... Speaking of which, did you just leave without a word, kid? Kuzuha complained to me that you didn't even eat the food she made before you left, making her efforts wasted..."
... What are you doing! You're driving now!!"
Slap.
The moon gradually began to emerge from the thick black clouds, casting specks of silvery moonlight; above the earth, there were only two streaks of light generated by rapid movement, and Yuta's piercing scream echoing through the night.
(Tom Cat scream)