Under the cover of night.
A dark figure sped down the road at extreme speeds.
Moving like a bolt of lightning, it was so fast that one could only see a faint, blurry shadow in its wake.
Only the roar of a mechanical engine drifting through the air revealed that it was a motorcycle in motion.
A few scattered zombies wandered the road, but the motorcycle could easily bypass them with its extreme speed.
However, the rider had no intention of doing so.
Instead of turning the handlebars, he twisted the throttle even harder.
The cold mechanical frame beneath him let out an even more intense roar, sounding like a bellowing beast.
Bam!
The bike tore right through the zombies and sped away.
Only a few piles of foul-smelling mush remained on the ground.
At the outer entrance of the Takagi estate.
A makeshift barricade over ten meters long, constructed from wood and iron railings, had been erected to block the path of zombies during the current emergency.
"This is Yamauchi. We have an anomaly at the entrance. I hear what sounds like a motorcycle engine. Please send reinforcements immediately."
Behind the barricade, a middle-aged man listened to the roar of the motorcycle approaching from the distance.
Without hesitation, he pulled out his walkie-talkie and signaled for help.
"Yamauchi, aren't you being a bit too tense?"
"It's probably just some reckless local punks. There's a ten-meter barricade blocking the entrance."
"Unless he can fly, he'll definitely have the sense to stop once he sees the blockade."
"Once he stops, you can just use that piece in your hand to give him a good scare."
"Alright, alright, don't worry so much. We're on our way."
Hearing the voice from the radio, Yamauchi couldn't help but feel that something was off.
He glanced down at the weapon by his side and remembered that help was coming, so he started to think he was just being paranoid.
"I guess so..." But just as he was about to sigh in relief, a sudden change made his heart leap into his throat.
"No, wait! Oh my god! He's actually flying?!"
Yamauchi stared in shock as the motorcycle launched into the air before the barricade, so stunned he forgot to even raise his weapon.
In the sky.
A black-haired youth carrying a pink-haired girl was silhouetted against the bright moon, creating a breathtaking scene that etched itself into Yamauchi's vision.
With his mouth agape, Yamauchi stared blankly at the figure soaring through the air; he would likely never forget this moment for the rest of his life.
Whose youth was this?
It was, of course, Su Yan bringing Takagi Saya home.
In truth, Su Yan's motorcycle skills were average, and there were no ramps before the barricade to launch the bike into the sky.
Normally, a ten-meter-long obstacle would be impassable for anything except a large vehicle or a modified armored truck.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to clear.
But unfortunately for logic, Su Yan had cheats!
What he lacked in skill, he made up for with Nen.
Su Yan only needed to use an Emission-type ability to project his Nen outward, giving the motorcycle beneath him a gentle nudge.
At the same time, he used Enhancement and the technique 'Shu' to strengthen and protect the bike.
This way, even without a ramp, the motorcycle took flight all the same.
Newton: 'Well said. I'll let it pass this time. I'll temporarily forgive you, but remember—if you dare defy the laws of physics again, I've got plenty of ways to kick open my coffin lid.'
With a sharp screech.
The motorcycle hit the ground, the tires compressing instantly under the force.
Just as the tires were about to bounce back, Su Yan forced the bike into a sharp drift.
The tires ground violently against the pavement, leaving a curved black skid mark in the blink of an eye.
The moment the bike stopped, Takagi Saya scrambled off as if her seat were on fire.
She stumbled to the side, clutching her throat and dry-heaving.
She nearly lost her dinner.
Takagi Saya glanced at Su Yan out of the corner of her eye, a trace of lingering fear in her gaze.
'How can anyone get motion sickness from just a ride?'
Before today, Takagi Saya had always scoffed at such a notion.
Until today, after this nightmare of a ride, she finally realized how wrong she was.
If she ever had the chance, she would fight to the death to convince Su Yan to switch to a four-wheeled vehicle.
"Who are you?"
At that moment, Yamauchi, who was responsible for security at the entrance, snapped out of it. He grabbed his firearm and aimed it at the two, demanding answers.
Hearing this, the pink-haired girl ignored her nausea and quickly shouted, "Wait! Don't shoot! I'm Takagi Saya!"
She knew very well that Su Yan didn't have a high opinion of her family.
If this man accidentally provoked him, she couldn't guarantee that Su Yan wouldn't strike back ruthlessly.
"The Young Lady? Thank goodness, it's the Young Lady!"
Yamauchi froze for a second before it clicked. The name Takagi—wasn't that the family name of the masters here?
Recalling that the Takagis had a daughter still in school, he quickly realized who the girl was.
He then spoke into his radio, "It's a misunderstanding. No need for reinforcements. Lady Takagi has returned. Please inform the Master and Madam."
Seeing the misunderstanding resolved, Takagi Saya breathed a sigh of relief.
Before long, a group of people approached from inside the estate.
"Mother!"
Takagi Saya immediately lunged toward the purple-haired woman leading the group.
Su Yan took a careful look at the woman Takagi Saya called 'mother'.
Takagi Yuriko!
Takagi Yuriko had light purple hair and wore a purple dress. Her figure was curvaceous, and her perfect lines seemed even more impressive than Takagi Saya's.
Her exposed skin was as white and smooth as milk.
The luxurious crystal necklace around her elegant neck didn't seem flashy at all; instead, it highlighted her graceful and intellectual maturity.
Standing next to Takagi Saya, she didn't look like her mother at all; rather, the two looked more like sisters.
"This young man must be Su Yan, who brought Saya back. This child must have caused you quite a bit of trouble on the way, hasn't she? I'd like to thank you on her behalf."
After exchanging pleasantries with her daughter, Takagi Yuriko turned her gaze to Su Yan and spoke with poise.
"I did not!"
How could a mother talk down her own daughter like that?
Takagi Saya looked at her mother with a resentful gaze, unable to help but complain.
He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but as Takagi Yuriko looked at him, her eyes—bright as amethysts—seemed to sparkle even more intensely for a fleeting moment.
"It was just a fair trade. There's nothing to thank me for."
Su Yan shook the strange thought from his head and said, "I've delivered her. Just give me what I asked for, and I'll be on my way."
He didn't have a particularly good impression of the Takagi family, so he had no intention of staying long.
As for Takagi Yuriko?
She was indeed beautiful, possessing an aura that felt like a more mature version of Busujima Saeko.
But he really had no interest in married women.
It was like a game account. No matter how high-level someone else's 'end-game' account was, it could never compare to a 'fresh' account he had grinded for himself, raising its level and stats from scratch with his own hands.
"Mother..."
Seeing Su Yan about to leave, the pink-haired girl grew anxious and looked toward Takagi Yuriko.
Her eyes seemed to plead, 'Think of something! My all-powerful mother!'
No one knew a daughter better than her mother.
Takagi Yuriko gently patted her daughter's back, signaling her to calm down.
Then she spoke to Su Yan, "Why don't you come inside and rest for a bit, Su Yan? I'll have someone bring the items you requested. Besides..."
"I happen to have a few things I'd like to discuss with you as well. Would that be alright?"
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