Whoa!!!
Tucked into Andrew's embrace, the vast scenery of the Outer Ring was constantly thrown behind them. The wide-open spaces of the Outer Ring made for the perfect motorcycle raceway.
Considering Belle's petite frame, Andrew had only pushed the speed up to 90.
If the bike went any faster, it would be too much for Belle to handle, sitting in front of Andrew without any protective gear.
But Belle wasn't satisfied. Gripping the fuel tank tightly and pressing her back firmly against Andrew's chest, she shouted:
"Faster! Andrew! I want to go full throttle!"
The girl's hips were pressed tightly against Andrew's thighs. Feeling that softness and elasticity, his grip on the handlebars gradually tightened.
All he could say was that Belle, who was already well-endowed up top, was also quite blessed in the back, far surpassing the average person. You could definitely call her curvaceous.
Now, to prevent Belle from feeling a certain "iron rod" suddenly pressing against her backside, it was time to demonstrate his world-class recoil control!
Andrew, who was already looking for a distraction, was momentarily stunned when he heard her request.
"Are you serious?"
"I can totally handle it!"
Hearing Belle's reply, Andrew couldn't help but grin. A mischievous thought crossed his mind as he looked at Belle, who had made such a bold declaration without knowing what she was in for.
A transparent windshield extended in front of Belle, completely shielding her.
Before a confused Belle could even react, Andrew twisted the throttle all the way. A powerful force pushed them back into their seats. The surrounding scenery blurred into thin lines as the motorcycle accelerated, making it feel as if the world in front of them was narrowing.
With the acceleration, Belle's heart began to pound wildly, as if it were about to leap out of her throat.
Once you reach a certain speed, it's like a fear of heights—the human mind amplifies feelings of anxiety in uncertain environments.
It was an instinctual fear, produced by the subconscious when it realizes it's facing a danger it can't handle, especially when accompanied by such a physical reaction.
This primal fear unconsciously heightens all one's senses.
As the speed increased, the motorcycle seat and the fuel tank she had been gripping with all her might no longer felt reliable. Subconsciously, Belle let go of the tank and wrapped her arms tightly around Andrew's.
The sense of security from the arms wrapped around him was so intense in that moment, as if the only thing she could rely on was Andrew's embrace.
It was like the safety rope in bungee jumping; as long as it was there, you felt completely secure.
With the windshield in place, the rushing wind had much less of an effect on Belle. The speeding motorcycle taking turns gave her a thrill just like a roller coaster.
No, a roller coaster was much slower than this.
The extreme speed made the already short journey fly by in just ten minutes. Andrew gradually slowed down, coming to a halt right in front of Silver City once he reached a safe speed.
With a flicker of transformation, the Gouram reverted back to its Pulse Chaser form. As Andrew helped her off the bike, Belle's legs couldn't help but feel a little weak.
For someone with a normal constitution like Belle, that ride had been a bit too intense.
"I... I think a little came out..."
Andrew, who was right beside her, overheard Belle's quiet mumble and asked with some confusion:
"What came out?"
Belle, who hadn't expected to be heard at all, felt her face flush bright red.
"Nothing! It was nothing! You idiot, Andrew, some things are a girl's secret! Don't just shout it out like that!"
A completely bewildered Andrew took a solid barrage of punches from Belle. Since her legs were still wobbly, he didn't dare let go, taking the full force of her "attack" for the first time.
Pity that the girl's indignant fists were more flirtatious than furious.
But seeing that Belle's legs were still weak, Andrew decided to go all the way. Keeping his left hand supporting her back, he simply swept his right arm under her knees and lifted her into a princess carry.
"Ah!"
The sudden princess carry made Belle's body stiffen for a moment, but then she couldn't help but relax into it.
Looking at the well-behaved Belle in his arms, Andrew chuckled.
"Still going to talk big next time?"
Subconsciously holding down her skirt, a slightly embarrassed Belle replied:
"I'll be more careful next time we go joyriding."
"You still want there to be a next time?"
Unseen by the pair, Nicole was peeking out from the second floor, observing them.
The deep roar of Andrew's new motorcycle approaching from the distance had immediately put Nicole on high alert. She and Anby had hidden behind a second-floor window to see who was coming and what their intentions were.
But it wasn't long before Andrew appeared in their line of sight, riding his Gouram.
He was moving so fast that he went from being a dot on the horizon to stopping in the courtyard of Silver City in just a few breaths.
The incredible speed even startled Nicole a bit.
But after seeing it was Andrew and Belle on the bike, they both relaxed their tense bodies.
However, when she saw Belle's legs go weak as she got off the bike, Nicole's eyes lit up, her face screaming that she'd just stumbled upon some world-shaking gossip.
"Whoa! I never knew our honest-looking Andrew was so... capable?! Belle can barely even walk!"
As Andrew swept Belle up into a princess carry, Nicole nodded in satisfaction.
"There we go, that's more like a gentleman. I can't believe that blockhead Andrew, who's usually so dense, has he finally figured things out?"
Anby, standing beside her, was completely bewildered by Nicole's comments. She looked at Nicole's satisfied expression but couldn't understand a word she was saying.
She understood every individual word Nicole said, but why were they so hard to comprehend when put together?
What was it he "did"?
What made Belle unable to walk?
Why did Nicole have such a strange expression?
And why did Belle look shy, but also happy?
Having just come from a research institute, Anby couldn't comprehend any of it. The knowledge she had acquired in the lab was utterly useless for deciphering these meanings.
It reminded her of the confusing comments on the post she made on the ProxyNet last night.
[dfbhv: Don't you still have yourself?]
[Salted Fish in a Tuxedo: How else can you repay him, other than offering yourself?]
[Vivio of the Rising Sun Heart: I'll be blunt. Repay him with your body.]
Before, Anby had found these comments somewhat incomprehensible.
After all, in her understanding, Andrew, as the leader of the Silver Squad, already owned everything in the Silver Squad. Since she was already his, how could she use something that already belonged to him as a form of repayment?
But looking at the situation now... was there another way?
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