The tremendous acceleration pinned everyone in the vehicle firmly against their seatbacks.
The luxury van had completely abandoned its comfortable nature, turning into a black meteor that tore wildly through Tokyo's streets, almost leaving afterimages.
"Slow down! Slow down, Sensei!" Desperate cries for help rose one after another inside the van, but Satoru Gojo turned a deaf ear to them and silently pressed the accelerator down even harder.
"Is this why you told me to buckle up? You white-haired idiot!!!" Every muscle in Maki's body tensed as she clutched the seatback, veins bulging on her forehead.
"The last time I rode in his car, I almost never got to see you again." Akutagawa Shang nodded as though he had lost all will to live, his voice faint.
Finally, after overtaking who knew how many vehicles, running who knew how many red lights, and making countless last-second lane changes,
The brakes screeched, the tires even producing wisps of white smoke as they scraped against the road, and the van finally stopped at the entrance to a shopping street in Tokyo Ginza.
"Everyone, we're in Ginza. Time to get out." Satoru Gojo released the steering wheel, then opened the van door.
Inside the van, not a single person had a normal complexion. Almost everyone looked half-dead.
"Maki, I don't think I can take much more..."
Akutagawa Shang unbuckled his seat belt. As though all his strength had been drained away, his body went limp, and he toppled straight onto Maki's thighs.
Feeling the softness beneath his head, he was swept by a wave of dizziness that left him without even the strength to raise a hand.
"Let me lie here for a bit. Please, I really can't move..."
Feeling the sudden weight on her legs, Maki instantly stiffened.
But looking at Akutagawa