“Sir, are you a rider?”


    “I’m surprised you could tell, kiddo! What gave me away?”


    I stared at him with wide, awed eyes. “You look strong. Riders are strong, aren’t they?”


    The man knelt in front of me, and to me, his eyes were glowing. As if they had been set aflame.


    “You are right that every rider must be strong. But strength is not all about muscles. A rider’s strength must also come from here, and here.”


    I sure do…


    That, after running two laps around the training ground.


    Do not worry.”


    A demon…


    That is no human being, there’s just no way.


    …fourth? Fredo took over Lor’s place?


    This doesn’t make any sense.


    Fall, fall, fall. Ikarus will fly and fall.


    Just you wait. Before you know it, I will be riding you.


    And we will be winning those races, just like you did before.