So, Ryousuke, when's our next race going to be?
I'll race you once you've beaten all the downhill racers
in Gumma.
Off-road?
Downhill.
All the downhill roads in Japan.
Tomorrow, you 'Il start in the South, and I in the North.
We'll race against different downhill racers.
Let's see who wins the most, OK?
But what about track racing?
Track racing?
Downhill is more fun.
I'm home!
Honey....
Change my underwear.
You bastard! What did you do with my underwear??
Where're you going??
I'm going to school.
Going to school? You're on summer vacation!
You're never home. Are you a gigolo now?
This is a woman's underwear.
You know what a god is?
A god is human too,
but he can do things other people can't do.
That's a god.
One year ago, that bitch of a principal expelled me!
She said, "Itsuki, why don't you
just call yourself 'trash' instead?"
And then it hit me.
I have to tell the whole world
that I, Itsuki, am not a piece of trash.
I want to be a racer!
And within a year, I've become the racing god of Mount Akina
and leader of the Speedstars racing team.
But you just got your driver's license last year.
That's why I'm what people called "talents”.
It's simple, like drifting. You know how?
At a turn, pull the handbrake to swing the car sideways.
How's that? That's cool!
But... wouldn’t that slow the car down?
How would you drift then?
Just floor the gas pedal.
Don't slow down for the curve.
Then reverse the steering wheel...
You do that and your ass will fly off the cliff!
Forget it. We got our licenses together,
but you still haven't get behind the wheel.
What do you think? Join my team!
But I don't have a car.
Forget driving. You can wash my car!
I'll drive, and you’ll wash. We’ll have such a bright future!
Here, bro. Cheers!
Milk is good. What's so good about it?
Lots of calcium and protein.
And it's good for the eyes.
A good racer needs good eyes.
Wanna go to a movie?
I can't. I have to work.
Hey. Seen enough?
Natsuki from Class 2B.
She's wearing white today.
Having fun?
Why are you so nervous? You guys are close, huh?
No.
No? But I heard you had a fight over her
with Bulldog from the other class.
Time to go to work.
Right, time to get some cash from my old man too.
Were those your classmates?
Yes.
They look like punks. Are they street racers?
No, they work at the gas station after school.
They work hard, but they only make 100,000 yen a month.
You must've already spent all the cash I gave you last time.
Thanks for taking care of me and my mom,
but this is too much.
Just take it. You deserve it.
What kind of a father are you, huh?!
I only ask you for a million yen and you still say no?
I'm telling you. You'll be all alone in your old age!
I'm sure I’ll do just fine.
How so?
What if I leave you
after I become the world champion??
I still have my gas station.
Change, Boss.
But it will be mine anyway after you die!
Fine, just take it out from my pay as an advance!
An advance?
Excluding the money I spent raising you,
you've already borrowed 8,635,000 yen from me.
An advance? What have you done, Mr. World Champion?
I have no idea.
Welcome, sir. What kind of gas can I get you?
Is the racing god of Mount Akina the owner of this station?
Sorry, but I don't know.
Now THIS is what a car should be!
Great body kit, alloy rims... Wow, sports wheel too!
What's the price tag?
Are you the racing god of Mount Akina?
You're looking at him!
But I heard he's the owner here.
Yes, and I will be the owner when he dies.
You hit your own son?! God will punish you for this!!
We're the Night Kids Team from Myogi.
I'm Nakazato.
I've come here to race the racing god of Mount Akina.
There is no such god in Mount Akina.
If it's God you're looking for,
there's a temple down the road.
Whatever. I'll be waiting for you at Mount Akina tonight.
Wash the car. We're going to Mount Akina tonight!
How many races have you won?
How about you?
Same here.
Who're you racing tonight?
Why don't I take you first?
There's a lot of them. Can you handle it?
Don't worry. I'll do my best.
I have to be home by 3.
My dad...you know what he's like.
Sure.
What? You nervous?
Well... there's a lot of people...
Let's hurry up. I gotta give my assistant a ride home.
You're gonna take him along?
Can't I?
Looks like this guy doesn't know anything.
Well, in that case, why don't I ride with you?
Oh, so you guys are gay. I'm outta here.
Fatty, we'll start from here. First one to the parking lot
is the winner.
Bullshit. The fastest one is the winner!
5!
4!
3!
2!
He's really an amateur.
We'll see at the first corner.
They're right behind our ass!
That fatso is totally clueless.
What're you going to do??
Just stay calm.
Let's just pass him. It's safer.
No need to do that.
- Look out! - Where?
Ahead!!
Look what you've done! I told you to stay calm!
This is all your fault because you wouldn’t stay calm!
See? I told you I would get you home on time.
Asshole.
What do you mean?
You puke right after you got out. Who's the asshole here?
I think it's about time you and I have a race.
It's not the right time.
Why not?
You wanna hear the truth?
Go ahead.
I noticed something while I was in your car.
You weren't smooth whenever you attacked the corner.
Sure, your GTR has lots of horsepower,
but the engine is heavy.
Mount Akina's got so many corners,
and you must understeer at every turn,
especially at the last 5 consecutive hairpins.
You couldn’t cut to the best lane each time.
Unless you get over that,
you don't stand a chance against my FC.
"Unless you get over that,
you don't stand a chance against my FC."
So glad you're OK.
To be a world champion, you need to stay alive.
I want a GTR.
I'll get you a Mercedes.
I want a GTR.
And a Rolex.
I want a GTR!
But you almost die last night.
This wouldn't have happened if I had a GTR!
You would be dead by now if you had a GTR!
I want a GTR!
How can I help you?
You can't help me. I'm here to see the fat racing god.
Fat racing god?!
What's this?! Are you trying to put me down??
I lost to an AE86 last night.
He passed me on the corner with "Inertia Drift”.
I could only catch the tofu shop label on the door.
You know him?
If you see him, just tell him that
I’ll be waiting for him on Mount Akina Saturday night.
Takumi?
It wasn't me.
I was here last night.
Whoever beat him last night is the real Mount Akina racing god!
Don't tell me that was you.
It's my old pal, Bunta.
What? Say it again.
I know it sounds unbelievable,
just like me standing here and talking to you,
but the guy with the GTR did say that you beat him.
GTR? Is it very powerful?
350 horsepower, 4 wheel drive,
fortified body... it's Japan's best race car!
So what?
Just go race with him for once.
It's really hot.
If you were my dad, I'd kick your ass!
I'm going now, take care.
Take care. Bye.
Takumi.
Takumi!
Takumi!!
Didn't you say the "hot spring rice bun" is your favorite?
I'm really sorry you got into trouble at school
for beating up the other student because of me.
I've been trying to thank you ever since.
But you just seemed to ignore me every time I tried to talk to you.
That's because... I'm afraid...
I'm afraid the school...
Others in school might think that...
You and I...
You're afraid they would think that you and I are an item?
We've been in the same class since grade school.
We've always talked about everything.
But these days it seems like you're always avoiding me.
It's been weeks since we talked.
How's the bun?
So we can still hang out like this?
I've got something important to tell you.
I bought myself a very sexy swimsuit.
Before the finals, you promised
to take me for a spin to the beach,
remember?
I bought the swimsuit right after you said that.
I even chose the one with the least cloth on it.
Why are you making a funny face?
Are you choking??
Are you OK?
I'm OK...
Well? Are you OK?
You scared me.
I'm OK.
Takumi, you'll pick me up at the station this Sunday.
You promised.
I gotta go now.
- Bye. - Bye.
"Takumi, you'll pick me up at the station this Sunday. You promised."
Dad.
So, have you beaten a GTR at Mount Akina recently?
I think so.
Was it fast?
It's seriously fast on straight roads,
but it became real slow on corners.
You really found it slow?
What do you wanna know?
Nothing. Just curious.
"I bought a very sexy swimsuit."
Do you need your car this Sunday?
Yeah.
The market union is having a potluck. Wanna go?
Count me out.
What a rude little brat.
Hey, Tofuman!
What's up, Gasman?
I need you.
What for?
I thought you might want a little fun.
Cheers!
How nice of you to ask me out tonight.
So you're not mad at me because I don't go to your gas station?
I was only mad when you told everyone else not to come.
Because your gas was too expensive!
But my gas is better quality!
So you asked me out to talk about gas?
No.
I didn't expect you could still hold up at your age.
You want these girls to test me out? I'll show you!
I'm talking about
you beating the GTR the other night.
That wasn't me.
I haven't been delivering to Mount Akina for years.
So who was it then, a ghost?
That was my boy Takumi!
Takumi?
My hemorrhoids were hurting bad 5 years ago one night.
The pain was excruciating. They were like this big!
So I asked my boy to do the deliveries for me.
But... he was barely 13 then.
What's the big deal? It's Mount Akina, man!
There's not a soul there at 4 in the morning.
I would just let him.
In the beginning, he would leave home at 4,
and get back home at 5:30.
A year after that,
he'd come back at 5:15, or even 5.
Then two years later, he's getting back by 4:30.
Within half an hour?! Including delivery??
Now it only takes him four and a half minutes to
go around Mount Akina.
You're telling me he's never had an accident?
Of course not.
One time, he was sleepy, so he floored the pedal and...
All the tofu was crushed.
Put this there.
Don't spill a single drop, or I'll kick your ass tonight.
Now go.
At first, it took him two hours to get back.
Then it became one and a half hour.
A month later, he was down to an hour.
And then, it became half an hour.
But I haven't been timing him lately.
If your boy is so good, then
why don't you ask him to race the GTR driver again?
I'll even pay for the gas!
I was treated as a shitty racer when I was young.
Turns out my boy is even shittier.
You know, he's the only son in the whole family.
If something happens to him...
Get another one then.
Hey, Tofuman.
Tofuman.
So, what about the GTR?
And who's picking up the tab tonight?
Tofuman! You bastard!
Bring me the scissors!
"I bought a very sexy swimsuit."
Boss? This Sunday? I'd like to...
Out of my way!
What do you want?
Dad, I've decided. I don't want the GTR now.
That's my boy.
Takumi's dad is right. A racer should stand up again
after each defeat!
Dad...
Let me race in your car tonight.
In my car??
What if I tell you that I'm no longer your dad?
OK, what about Mom?
What about Mom?
If she found out that you went to the nightclub last night,
what do you think she'd do?
Who's this?
Tofuman, you bastard!
You sent my son to die! Itsuki drove off with my car!
You gotta get Takumi to go to Mount Akina tonight!
I'm busy right now.
What do you mean by that?!
This is the first favor I ever asked of you and you said no?!
What about the nightclub bill??
What kind of tofu do you want?
19 years ago, the fastest racer in Gumma Province
was Bunta Fujiwara of Mount Akina.
He was a very gifted racer.
Many racers told me that
you could've been the first world champion from Japan.
But you chose to get married 19 years ago.
Instead of racing, you started selling tofu.
Sometimes, one decision can change everything.
That's how it is in racing and in life.
But not everybody can figure out the consequences.
like you. You never guessed your wife would leave you.
Anger. That's what a good racer needs.
I wanna race you, just once.
Sorry, but we don't have what you want here.
Please go somewhere else!
Sorry to bother you.
Don't answer it. Just some asshole.
Hey!
So you wanna use the car tomorrow?
Go up to Mount Akina tonight. If you beat the GTR,
then you can use my car tomorrow.
With a full tank of gas!
Super Unleaded too!
Hey, Tofuman.
If Takumi wins the GTR tonight,
then your nightclub bill...
I'll...
We've blocked all uphill traffic.
The roads are all clear. The race can start at any time.
Hey, racing god, give me a break, OK?
You couldn’t even make the first corner last time.
With this car, I'm afraid you’ll die.
None of your business! You don't own the road!
You can't block a public road just with guys holding walkie-talkies!
I'll call the cops!
So you won't leave?
Not before you do.
What're you doing??
Hey! Don't mess with m