Hugo's grip on the steering wheel tightened as his eyes widened in absolute horror.
The sleek red sports car shot out of the corner like a missile, heading straight toward him with terrifying speed.
His heart nearly jumped out of his chest!
'Oh, I'm dead! I'm so dead! My tombstone is going to say: 'Here lies Hugo, a fool who let a demoness grab his joystick while driving!''
He tried to swerve, his brain scrambling for a solution, but panic had already turned his reflexes into mush.
His hands jerked left, then right, then left again, making the car wobble like a drunk duck.
He was actually a very good driver usually. But there was nothing usual about now.
It was hard to be a skilled driver when your legs were still tingling from a rapturous orgasm and your hands were as light as feathers!
Then, just as the inevitable doom was about to strike, his system suddenly kicked in.
[Activating: Aura of Zen!]