"Boom~Boom~~"
Against the loud noise, Nanao blocked one ear with one hand and put the other hand to her mouth and shouted: "Is this the 'little baby' you are talking about?"
"That's right!" Mizuna Hayato stopped what he was doing and patted the front of the car: "Hmm... or 'Big Baby'?"
"..."
Nanao looked at the bright red super motorcycle under Minato Hayato, and her true thoughts didn't seem to be visible in her expression.
"Ducati 1098, a frame composed of high-strength chromium-molybdenum alloy structural steel tubes, has a net weight of only 171kg. Coupled with a streamlined curved body, it can be called 'slim'. But when it starts, an overwhelming amount of power surges instantly. It makes you easily feel that even such a 'slender' little baby has a wild beast living inside."
Mizuna Hayato squatted next to the car and fumbled with this super motorcycle that almost all men were fascinated by.
"In the 'Top Ten Motorcycles in the World' just released some time ago, she was the one who won the crown of the best superbike!" Hayato Minakami laughed: "When I saw the picture, I only had one thought in my mind, 'I must Own her'!"
Nanao still had the cold expression she always had when facing Minato Hayato. She took a few steps forward, reached out and touched the Ducati 1098 with her long fingers.
What she didn't want Hayato to discover was the deep love and excitement in her eyes.
What Mizuna Hayato doesn't know is that Nanao, who worked as a racing girl for a while before debuting in her previous life, actually has the hidden attribute of a "racing madman".
Even she herself was not sure about this hidden attribute. It was not until she saw this 'beautiful' Ducati 1098 today that this hidden attribute burned in her heart.
Yes, in her eyes, the most suitable adjective for this Ducati 1098 should be "beautiful".
"I must get in this car!" A thought came to Nanao's mind.
"Hahaha, thanks to the filming of "High School" some time ago, riding a motorcycle aroused my addiction. I just contacted my parents' friends to buy these two cars. If it were later, I might not be able to buy them!"
Mizuna Hayato is probably addicted to flying cars. Although it may be difficult for him to do dangerous stunts in this life, he can still sing a song about catching shrimps from time to time.
"Okay!" said Hayato Minato, picking up the helmet handed over by the store employee, and saying while putting it on: "Then you can take a taxi back, I will ride this baby back, and they will send it to me tomorrow. .”
"No!" Nanao shouted subconsciously.
"What?" Mizuna Hayato was startled.
"You, it's so late now, you can't drive this back to Tokyo alone." Nanao found a reason.
"What does it matter? My documents are complete and the law allows me to drive." Mizuna Hayato will never allow anyone to let him see this car and then let him drive another car back.
Nanao suddenly took a step forward: "Then I will come too!"
"Eh?" Mizutaka Hayato was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the extremely narrow seat of this Ducati 1098: "This...can't quite fit in, is it?"
After all, the Ducati 1098's racing-like shape is not designed to carry people. If it is forced to carry people, the people behind it will completely lie on top of the people in front.
If Fukada Kyoko and the others had been better off, maybe he would have secretly braked or something to play with.
But Nainao...
To be honest, Minakami Hayato always felt that she hated him a little. He didn't know if it was because of the little accident in the bathroom that day, but Nanao didn't have a good expression every time she faced him. But he never thought about taking action against his assistant.
"It doesn't matter!" Nanao took out a bright red helmet of the same style from somewhere and was putting it on: "That's it."
Minato Hayato glanced at the smiling clerk. At this time, he was slowly nodding his head, with the words "I understand you" written all over his face.
"We usually provide two helmets as a gift."
"Okay..." Mizuna Hayato squeezed out two words.
The corners of Nanao's mouth hidden under the helmet turned up a little.
"Well, have a nice trip. I will arrange for someone to deliver the car to the address you mentioned tomorrow." The clerk resigned directly.
Mizuna Hayato rode on the bike first, leaning down with his upper body. Soon, a warm body pressed against his back, which made his body stiffen.
His eyes glanced left and right, and he saw a pair of slender white legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings pressed against him.
Originally, Nanao was wearing a skirt today, which was not suitable for riding a motorcycle. But fortunately, her legs are long enough, and today's skirt is also long enough. Plus she pays attention to her position, so even with this action, she only pulls the skirt to her thighs, so it won't be exposed.
It seems that the clerk left directly because of this incident.
Mizuna Hayato reminded himself not to ignore the beautiful scenery and the wonderful touch. After all, the motorcycle he was driving now was very dangerous.
Safe Driving!
Minato Hayato shouted these four words in his heart, and then hit the accelerator with his right hand.
Hearing 1098's wild shouts, Mizuna Hayato suddenly fell into a long-lost frenzy.
"Set off!"
This brand new Ducati 1098 carries two people like a wild horse, galloping through Yokohama at night, seemingly chasing thunder and lightning.
...
Returning to Tokyo as fast as possible, Minato Hayato stopped downstairs at Fukada Kyoko's house.
Taking off his helmet, Mizuna Hayato exhaled a long breath: "It's so cool!"
Nanao got out of the car at some point and took off her helmet. She didn't express her thoughts as directly as Minami Hayato, but the slight movement of breathing and a trace of flush on her face might be a kind of expression.
"Then, I'll go back first." Nanao said.
"Oh, okay, be careful on the road!" Hayato Minato, who now prefers new toys to women, was not paying attention to Nanao. Even if he saw something wrong, he probably simply thought that she was wearing a helmet.
Nanao left, and after playing with the new toys, Minato Hayato called Fukada Kyoko and asked her to go downstairs and open the garage door.
It wasn't that he didn't have the key, it was just that he wanted to show off his new toy to her.
"Kyoko Kyoko, let's go for a ride together tomorrow...ah, the day after tomorrow!"
...
After Nanao left Hayato's sight, she turned a corner and stopped in a deserted corner.
"Hoo, ho..." Nanao held onto the wall to stabilize her body, her feet spread apart but her thighs together, her knees slightly bent, and she gasped for air.
She was obviously in the car, and the car had been parked for a long time, but the flush on her face was getting deeper and deeper, and even her eyes seemed to have a trace of mist.
