Akemi couldn't help but be, well, idiotically jovial, so basically himself, as he leapt from roof to roof. In truth he wasn't so concerned with the competition, but was more focused on how speedily he could complete this task. In a way he knew that it was only slightly useless since Satori was much faster than him and Riku probably was too. He had a lot to improve on, were he to be honest, and thus he was using this time to simply work on his speed. The two of them were much more fantastic and incredible.
Akemi was honest with himself that he would most likely come in last place in their little competition, but that didn't bother or depress him. Instead it spurred him onwards. Every time he fell behind he felt a burning drive to push forward, to be better than he was the other day. These two really fueled that, but it wasn't just them. Every shinobi that he saw that was much better than him lit a fire in his heart that burned to push himself, that raged and commanded him to get better, faster and stronger than he was when he'd first seen them. This was, perhaps, the one thing that made him special. He didn't just have a drive to be better, his mind commanded that he be better than he was last time. He shivered, excitedly, at the thought of losing to them as that would simply serve as a lesson for what he could and needed to improve on.
Even so, as the excitement began dying down in his head, his body began to tell him that he needed to take this seriously and move faster. If he weren't to give this his all, then what was the purpose of agreeing to this event? His smile only widened as he looked at the people below him and began flickering down with the jutsu they'd learned in the academy, depositing a letter and then immediately leaping back to the rooftops. He had no doubt in his mind that Satori had thought of a similar strategy, Akemi's own being based on when he'd joined his friend's family in the hunt.
But as his delivering pace began to pick up and he moved through the north he couldn't help but wonder about Riku's strategy. While they'd worked together and were fairly good friends, he knew next to nothing about her typical fighting strategy, nor of her overall abilities. Well, here he would at least find out. He'd have to ask later how she'd moved. There was no telling what could be useful, after all.