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It was a tense night on the peak of Mt. Akira. A fearsome downhill race was about to occur.
"We'll start in 10 minutes."
"Thank god you're here, Yue." Haruna Saotome put her hand on the small purple-haired girl's shoulder. "We couldn't do it without you."
"A case of tomato milk is on the line. I won't lose." Yue replied.
"Geez, the Mahora Speed Stars' trump card is some girl with a crappy old Model 86 broom?" The crowd murmured amongst themselves. "She can't possibly beat Emily's Model 13B-FD!"
The two walked up to the starting grid, holding their brooms.
"So finally the legend has appeared. I'm Emily Sevensheep."
"Yue Ayase."
Emily grinned and climbed on her broom. Now we'll see who's the fastest here!
"Okay, starting countdown!" Kazumi Asakura took her place on the starting line with her hand raised.
"5! 4! 3! 2! 1!" The tension between the two racers mounted as she lowered each of her fingers.
"GO!"
Asakura's hand waved down. Both riders took off.
"Whoa, the FD is off the line so fast! Those individually tapered bristles aren't just for show!"
"There's no way that dusty old 86 will keep up! Emily's the fastest racer on the Ariadne Red Suns!"
I can lose her easily on the straights if I keep my air speed high enough, thought Emily. She'll disappear from my back in seconds, and I'll be able to keep the lead!
"Tch." Yue smirked as she entered the first corner. She went hard inside, leaning towards the apex of the turn and keeping speed through it.
Emily had finished gloating to herself when she suddenly looked behind. A single lantern light was approaching.
The gap is closing! Her broom's getting closer?