"Oh?" The word compete stuck out in Tadokoro's mind. He wouldn't have judged Tao one way or the other on being a cyclist. He was living proof that a cyclist could be from any body type and any class. That was the joy of it really. It was an even ground where people of all types could struggle against the elements and their own bodies to try and come out on top.

"There's a path not too far from here. There's plenty of hills and straights so you can get a good workout." He grinned and there was a challenging look in his eyes as he said, "If you want someone to compete against I'll race you."

It had been awhile since Tadokoro had had the pleasure of racing anyone. He'd been focused on helping his folks with the bakery and of course Kinjou and Makishima were both busy with college.