Hiiragi--39-s Practice Diary -final- -k-drive-- May 2026

Tomorrow, the K-DRIVE would be decommissioned. Not because it was broken, but because she’d outgrown it. The new contract was with a corporate team—sleek new bikes, data analysts, sponsors. No more salvaged parts. No more midnight solo runs through the abandoned mag-lev tunnels.

“Goodbye, partner.”

The K-DRIVE’s screen flickered, then displayed words she hadn’t programmed: Hiiragi--39-s Practice Diary -Final- -K-DRIVE--

She laughed softly. That girl had no idea what was coming. The injuries. The rivals who became friends and then vanished. The night her father told her racing was a waste of time. The morning she left home anyway. Tomorrow, the K-DRIVE would be decommissioned

Now it hummed beneath her like a sleeping beast. partner.” The K-DRIVE’s screen flickered