Editing City Series:Volume3a Chapter 7 (section)

===Part 2===

All of the cars, people, voices, winds, and Lives were trying to escape Chatham Road.

The overall flow was rushing away to avoid danger.

However, there was one form flying into the center of the danger.

It was a motorcycle with two men onboard.

Kouga held the handlebars and Gunmal sat on the back with a Device sword resting on his shoulder.

The bike was Kouga’s. It was apparently from the Honda CB series, but it had been modified so often that its original form was all but lost. It was currently racing forward while blasting its six tone horn.

It was fast.

It was clearly exceeding the speed limit. In fact, it was going nearly triple the number designated on the signs.

It would occasionally run across a bump in the road and the back would hop violently up and land again.

The back wheel would slide a bit before it accelerated again.

“Hey! I’m not sure if I should call it ‘a little’ or ‘a whole lot’, but aren’t we going too fast here!?” asked Gunmal.

The wind distorted Kouga’s face and he did not turn around as he answered.

“Don’t worry. People used to call me Swift Skanda, you know!?”

“Wait, wait, wait. Where are you even from!?”

“What? You hadn’t heard? I was born and raised on the puny island nation next door.”

His words were blown away by the wind and he tilted to the left.

“We’re about to turn!”

“Wah!”

Gunmal could not keep up with Kouga’s movements, but his voice was swept away as the bike cut across the road and into the opposing traffic.

Two cars were coming their way, side by side.

“Wahh! I think you took a wrong turn!”

“No, this is perfect!”

Kouga shouted as he twisted the accelerator and sent the bike even further forward.

The racing machine made its way in between two of the lanes.

“Lean back!” he told Gunmal as he pulled on the handlebars.

He could feel Gunmal lean back in the seat behind him and the front wheel rose just a bit.

And like that, they charged in between the oncoming cars.

The wind slammed into them and produced a low sound much like flesh being struck.

The raised handlebars passed above the cars’ side mirrors.

They passed by in an instant with a relative speed of over two hundred kph.

The wall of wind it produced was enough to lightly tear at their clothing but not enough to knock them over.

They passed through the wall of wind.

“!”

The front wheel landed and their speed dropped a little.

Kouga leaned forward to press the shaking front tire against the road and then accelerated again.

Or he meant to.

“Hey! Why’d you head into the opposite lanes!?”

“Look to the right!”

Kouga could see a traffic jam filling all four lanes of the road on the right.

“If we went that way, we’d have to keep doing that wheelie over and over.”

“Okay, got it. Your decision was horribly wrong yet right.”

More cars came their way, so they swerved back and forth while breaking through the waves of wind they produced.

Soon, they saw the cause of the traffic jam in the right lanes.

It was a giant hole.

“Gunmal! What is that!?”

“It’s artistic is what it is.”

“The road was destroyed!”

As soon as Kouga shouted that, a shadow enveloped the two of them.

Something was falling towards them.

“!?”

Kouga reflexively looked up and saw an unbelievable red object above them.

“Why is a double-decker bus falling from the sky?”

“Don’t look back!”

After Gunmal’s harsh cry, Kouga tensed his body and faced forward.

A moment later, the great pressure vanished from overhead, as did the shadow threatening to crush them.

“!?”

Kouga looked back and saw Gunmal holding his Device in his flesh-and-blood left hand.

“Gunmal!? What did you just do!?”

“Shut up! Just keep going!”

Kouga almost said something else but decided against it.

Instead, he shook his head a bit and sighed.

He then gathered some different words and let them out into the wind.

“It’s not often you get serious. …Are you worried about Akira?”

“I still haven’t heard her answer.”

“Her answer? Did you confess to her?”

Gunmal did not reply.

Instead, he muttered some other words into the wind.

“This really takes me back. I keep hearing Lives of fear.”