Safe from the other side of the finish line, Yukimura watches the stragglers with folded arms. Marui and Jackal have caught on. Momoshiro has stopped risking it. Fuji is keeping his cards to his chest. Disappointing that any of them are giving less than 100%, but perhaps they'll be more motivated for the next one.

"Akaya! Step it up," He calls, ignoring the visual obstacle just as Akaya himself should.

It's too late, of course. There's no way for him to escape the penalty at this point.

"Inui," he speaks, voice soft and chilly as snowfall, "In addition to the two glasses, make three shots please."