"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Tanaka Masao and Fujiwara Chika crashed into each other fiercely.
Tanaka Masao's black bumper car accelerated sharply, sending Fujiwara Chika's pink bumper car flying far away.
The violent collision made the fat on both their bodies tremble.
Fujiwara Chika, who was sent flying, refused to be outdone. She immediately adjusted her vehicle and shouted,
"Junior Tanaka, don't run! Come at my car!"
"Fujiwara-senpai, let's have an intense head-on collision, ah!"
Both of them floored the accelerator, fearlessly charging straight at each other.
If this were a movie, the camera would definitely switch back and forth between their faces, creating a tense atmosphere.
With a loud bang, Tanaka Masao felt his butt almost leave the seat.
However, bumper cars have a speed limit by design, so even if they collided head-on with full force, they only felt the impact and did not sustain any substantial injury.
Fujiwara Chika shook her head and complained,
"I always feel like I'm at a disadvantage when I collide with Junior Tanaka."
"What makes you say that?"
"Look, every time we crash, I clearly recoil more."
"But Fujiwara-senpai, you should know that forces are reciprocal, right?"
"But according to the energy formula, the greater the mass, the greater the kinetic energy, so the attacking force Junior Tanaka generates on me will be stronger."
"But every car has the same power. If my weight is greater, then my speed will also slow down."
"According to quantum physics..."
"According to relativity..."
"According to Euler's formula..."
The two each presented their own evidence, wanting to prove they were right, but words were always pale and powerless; only practice could reveal the truth.
They controlled their cars and collided again and again.
If physical laws couldn't convince the other, then they would use physics to convince them.
Finally...
Both of them were kicked out.
Of course, it wasn't because their collisions were too intense; rather, the more intense the bumper car collisions, the better.
It was purely because their play time was up, and with more people on the weekend, they were asked to leave to ensure every visitor could have a turn.
After leaving the bumper car area, Tanaka Masao raised an eyebrow at Fujiwara Chika.
"Fujiwara-senpai, you've recovered enough, haven't you? Want to go on another thrilling ride?"
Hearing Tanaka Masao's enticing words, Fujiwara Chika was somewhat tempted.
Although when she rode those thrilling rides just now, she did have thoughts like, 'I knew I shouldn't have gotten on, I'm never doing this again.'
But after it ended, she felt a lingering desire, wanting to experience that feeling of being on the verge of life and death one more time.
Otherwise, she felt a little itchy inside.
After a moment of hesitation, Fujiwara Chika stammered,
"Well, since Junior Tanaka is so insistent, then I'll reluctantly accompany you to try it one more time. But it's only this one time, alright."
...
A few minutes later, Fujiwara Chika's screams echoed through the sky.
"Ah, Junior Tanaka, I'll never play with you again!"
At this moment, the two of them were sitting on an amusement ride that looked very much like a barbecue grill.
And they were like skewers, except below them wasn't charcoal fire, but a pool of water.
The machine was currently suspended at its highest point, and Tanaka Masao and Fujiwara Chika were hanging upside down there.
"Ah, my butt is off the seat!"
Fujiwara Chika shrieked.
At this moment, she felt as if her entire body was suspended in mid-air, and the seatbelt around her waist was pulled taut, as if it could snap at any moment.
Her hands tightly gripped the buckle on her shoulder, as if only this could bring her a little sense of security.
Fujiwara Chika opened her eyes for a quick glance, then quickly closed them again.
"W-w-w, it's so scary, I'm never going on such a terrifying ride again."
After calling out for a long time and receiving no response, Fujiwara Chika asked,
"Junior Tanaka, why aren't you speaking?"
Why wasn't Tanaka Masao speaking? Because at this moment, he was too nervous to speak.
What more could you ask of a person who was having difficulty breathing?
After taking a few deep breaths, Tanaka Masao finally spoke in a trembling voice.
"Why do birds fly?"
"Huh?"
Tanaka Masao's question made Fujiwara Chika, who was in a state of fear and tension, momentarily stunned.
She even forgot her predicament and replied uncertainly,
"Because they want to fly into the sky."
"That's impossible. I can't just do something because I want to.
Birds fly because when they are at high altitudes, only free birds can escape the pull of gravity."
Finally, Tanaka Masao concluded,
"Gravity is so scary!"
"Is that what you wanted to say? I know that too!"
After more than ten seconds of hovering in the air, they were met with a rapid descent.
From extreme stillness to extreme motion, from a floating sensation to a pushing sensation against the back, it must be said that the Yuenchi management knows how to play, understanding how to give visitors the ultimate thrill.
When the ride ended, Tanaka Masao shakily got off the seat, looking like he had lost half his life.
Recalling the powerful sensation of falling he felt while suspended in the air, he felt a wave of fear, and his legs felt a bit weak.
He looked back and found that Fujiwara Chika was still sitting there, not having gotten off.
"Time to go, Fujiwara-senpai, or do you want to play again?"
"No!"
Hearing "again," Fujiwara Chika shook her head frantically. She didn't want to play this game, which was even more Ghost beast than Tanaka Masao, again. She felt like her soul was about to leave her body.
Fujiwara Chika reached out to Tanaka Masao and pleaded,
"Junior Tanaka, help me up. I can't walk by myself."
Looking at the pitiful Fujiwara Chika, Tanaka Masao pinched his chin and analyzed,
"Fujiwara-senpai can't move right now.
If I don't help you, won't you be forced to play the game again later?
If you play the game again, you'll definitely be even more unable to move, and then they'll make you play again, entering a loop..."
Listening to Tanaka Masao's analysis, Fujiwara Chika became extremely scared and wanted to run away.
However, because the thrill just now had made her legs weak, and she was frightened by Tanaka Masao's wicked plan, she was even more unable to walk now.
[Oh no, if I don't escape, Junior Tanaka will break me! Come on, my legs, move!]
Well, Tanaka Masao was only good with his words; his actual actions were rather disappointing.
He didn't forcibly subject Fujiwara Chika to unlimited flights. In fact, even if he wanted to, the staff wouldn't allow it.
If a guest had an accident there, they wouldn't be able to explain it well.
"Alright, Fujiwara-senpai, quickly give me your hand, otherwise the next game is really going to start."
"Okay."
Seeing Tanaka Masao's outstretched hand, Fujiwara Chika quickly reached out and grasped it, as if she had grabbed a lifeline.
It must be said that when riding Yuenchi attractions, other parts of the body might lose strength due to nervousness and fear, but grip strength definitely wouldn't disappear; on the contrary, it would become stronger.
Because while sitting in the seat, only by tightly gripping the restraint device with both hands could one gain a slight sense of security.
The grip strength was so powerful that one might even feel like they could snap the handrail.
"Fujiwara-senpai's hand..."
Hearing Tanaka Masao comment on her hand after grabbing it, Fujiwara Chika inexplicably felt a little shy and couldn't help but ask in a low voice,
"What about my hand?"
"It's all sweaty, sticky and damp, so disgusting."