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"Are you really going to take me home on a motorcycle?"

"What, you don't expect me to take you to my own house, do you?"

"No, what I mean is that riding a motorcycle is not easy. You know, if two people ride together, your balance may slip."

Angela's smiling expression suddenly turned scary and she lifted the helmet in her hand and quickly put it on my head.

"Shut up and get on that fucking motorcycle. And if you ever say something like women can't drive again, you'll have to walk."

It took me a long time to realize that my words were a bit liable to be misunderstood, and when I realized that, I no longer had the face to refuse Angela.

What I was actually worried about was that I thought the motorcycle was too intimate a vehicle for a man and a woman to travel. When I looked at Angela, who had already settled into the engine and was watching me with sharp eyes that were evident even from her helmet, I sat in the back seat without further hesitation and placed my hands on the back seat behind the engine.

Immediately after starting the engine, Angela stepped on the gas without waiting.

While I was quickly overtaking cars in a few minutes, my hands were clamped to the iron behind the engine like pliers.

"CAN YOU SLOW DOWN A LITTLE. I'M NOT IN A HURRY"

* Engine noise *

" I CAN NOT HEAR YOU "

Even though I knew she was making fun of me, there was nothing I could do to Angela. Also, if I, as a hunter, am afraid of high speed, how can I talk about dignity in the future?

Even though Angela tried to lift the front of the engine in the air for a few short intervals, all I did was hold on tighter to the iron behind me.

----- Angela's pov

You son of a bitch, I can't drive because I'm a woman. Now I'll show you how to drive

When I realized that there was no vehicle in my way, without hesitation I tried to lift the front of the engine into the air, something I have tried at least ten times.

The front of the engine rose a few centimeters into the air and then came back down. Tch it's very difficult to lift the front when someone else is around

After trying the same move a few more times, my nerves reached the ceiling when I realized that the bastard behind me was still calm.

If I can't make the bastard behind me beg me, my name isn't Angela either.

I fixed the steering wheel and started pressing the gas. My goal was for Eren to beg me to slow down.

I took the opportunity to be on an empty highway and never took my hand off the gas. My speedometer was already 140, but Eren was still not begging. After gritting my teeth and shifting into gear, I continued to accelerate.

---------- End of pov

When I saw Angela continuing to increase the speed non-stop, I couldn't help but feel a little worried. If we crashed at the speed we're traveling now, even a rank C fighter with good stats would probably be seriously injured.

Fortunately, we were very close to reaching the dormitory. I took the opportunity to touch Angela's shoulder and told her to slow down.

As Angela started to slow down, she said a few things that I couldn't understand from the sound of the engine. When the engine sound calmed down, I told Angela to stop the engine because we had already passed my dormitory by about 100 meters.

After Angela stopped, I got off the bike and handed my helmet to Angela. I was about to thank her, but she smiled at me through her helmet and said, "I hope you never criticize women's driving again."

While I was confused and about to say that what I was worried about was not a female driver but traveling with a motorbike, she pressed the gas with the helmet in my hand and gave me a cool hand sign, the meaning of which I did not know, as she walked away.

"Oh, whatever. I was the one who didn't choose my words well at first, at least I didn't have to walk."

As I was passing by a grocery store before turning around and heading back to the dormitory, I remembered the 0s in my account and decided to fill my mini refrigerator with the latest snacks.

------Angela pov

Angela took off her helmet and let her hair blow with the wind as she continued to speed along the empty highway.

"Hahahah, first I made her cry and then I approached the situation maturely and gave her advice. When she saw what a mature and talented woman I was, she fell in love with me. Oh, I don't know how many people fell in love with me."

While Angela was motorcycling down the highway at 30 kilometers per hour laughing, a middle-aged man poked his head out of a speeding car.

"Are you driving in your mother's village? If you're going to drive that slow, stay on the left side of the road, you stupid woman."

Angela showed the middle finger to the middle-aged man and shouted

"Go fuck yourself"

---------- End of pov

I left the market after a short shopping trip, placing the ready-made desserts and snacks in my shopping cart, along with their boxes, which I had to look at and calculate the prices of when buying them before.

While I was walking towards the dormitory with the snack bags in my hand, I came across someone who was staying on the same floor as me.

"What, did your grandmother send you holiday allowance?"

When I heard the words of the man whose name I do not remember, I realized how visionless I was when it came to spending money.

A few minutes later, I came back to my dorm room and it was now almost 11 pm. After a little calculation, I realized that nearly 5.5 years had passed in the simulation world, and before going to bed, I checked what was happening in the simulation.

I couldn't stay up all night today because I'm going to do the single-player mission I got tomorrow, so I decided to reduce the detail level of the simulation and take a quick look.