Act X: Euro Truck Simulator

Shingo's truck burned as it entered the atmosphere layer again. It took some time, but eventually it reached the ground. The truck landed on a giant inflatable castle, bounced off of it and finally stopped near a trailer at a warehouse.

"So that's the fastest delivery driver in Europe?" The cargo manager wondered. He came near the truck. "Such a paint job, wow."

He knocked on the truck's window. "Hey, stop sleeping on the job. You're the fastest driver we were promised, right?"

Shingo woke up. "Shit, what happened?" He said out loud.

"Wait, why does he speak a different language?" The manager wondered.

"Hey, can you please explain to me where I am?" Shingo asked.

"Hey, do you speak Italian? English?" The manager asked.

"Wait, am I in a different country?" Shingo said in English.

"Yes. Wake up, dammit! You're the fastest driver we were promised. We will go bankrupt if you don't do this delivery, for fuck's sake!"

"Wait, how much are you paying again?"

"15 thousand Euros, isn't that enough for you?"

Shingo realized he had no money on himself.

"Right, okay. I'll do the delivery."

When he was given the contract he realized he landed in Verona, Italy. His destination was Poznan, Poland. It was a long drive indeed. The delivery company would not give him money in advance so he had to do the delivery without eating at all.

"At least I got a job." He though.

Shingo attached the trailer, inserted the Big Rigs CD and headed towards Poland.

The real "fastest driver" was quite surprised when he arrived at the warehouse three hours later to realize the cargo was already being delivered.

Keisuke was driving with Jeanne to a good restaurant he knew.

"You know, Jeanne. I don't think you can keep on winning races using your magical powers. People won't accept you as a winner if you use magic against more serious racers." Keisuke said.

"Well, we'll see what we can do. I don't think we can quite compete without using magic."

"At least try not to leave the route. You know, Ryosuke suggested me to race with you. He wrote some rules we both must follow, so the race will be fair. I would really like to race you. Maybe you'll like the more serious type of street races. You know, you witches are more recognised as the ones who only put out shows once in a while. No serious team want to race with you."

"Huh. Ain't NightKids serious?"

"Nah, I don't think so. At least Shingo wasn't."

"Wait, so no one wants to race us anymore?"

"Nope."

"Okay, I guess we should really learn to rely on our driving skills."

"Ehm.. Jeanne, I can teach you how to race on mountain roads."

"Really? That's great!"

Meanwhile, Shingo was already crossing Germany. He was getting dizzy because of the high speeds, but he was not stopping as he wanted to eat so much and he hurried to fulfill his contract.

"If only I had money, I would just stop to eat!" He thought.

Suddenly, the truck stopped by itself in the middle of some small country road.

"What!?" Shingo screamed.

The engine wasn't running. Shingo tried to start it but it would not.

"Fuck! Start, start already!" Shingo screamed as he tried starting the engine again and again.

A police car approached him.

"Hello! Something wrong with your vehicle?" The police officer asked. "Sir, you're standing in the opposite line. What happened?"

"Uhmmm."

"Can I have your driver's license?"

Jeanne was drinking wine with Keisuke.

"Hey, Jeanne, I've wanted to tell you something for some time already."

"Uhm?"

"You know... I'm just. I kind of.. Like you. I like you very much, actually."

Jeanne looked at Keisuke. "Fuck, that's far too much!" She thought. "What do I say?"

"Yes, I understand. I think I like you too, Keisuke. You're really kind."

"I just want you to know that I would like to be with you, you know. I feel like you're my kind of person."

"Ahhh. You know, as Umbra Witches we don't usually have partners. There was one example of an alliance between an Umbra Witch and a Lumen Sage, but it basically destroyed both clans and led to the Witch Hunts."

"A Lumen Sage?"

"Yeah, I can understand that, though. Lumen Sages are hot as fuck."

Shingo was delivered to the local police department.

"So how did you enter the European Union? You've no proof of crossing the border!"

"Come on, I've explained enough times already. I flew through space. It's not like there's a border in space. I just crash landed in Italy. Am I to blame?"

"You're saying you crash landed in the EU, but you can't even explain how you went into space in the first place."

"Ehh. I just inserted a CD that sent me to space."

"What?"

"Come on, I'm not fucking lying!"

"Watch your language! Crash landing in Europe also did not stop you from signing a contract with an European company. How would you explain all that?"

"I had no money when I landed and they offered me a job. I need to eat as all of you do!"

The officer interviewing Shingo turned to a guard. "Send his ass to prison, I'm not spending any nore time listening to his lies. He's clearly an illegal immigrant."

"Wait, what?!"

Shingo was taken away and sent to prison.