It was the next day, and they were seated at the dining table having breakfast.

  A combination of whatever Mori Aoi could salvage.

  Shae Harris complimented it, saying it was quite nice even though she didn’t know what it was.

  Wei Zhi rubbed her head and told her it wasn’t her fault they didn’t have diverse choices.

  Yi Zheng stood by the window, seemingly lost in a daze.

  “Something wrong?” Shae Harris came up to him and asked. She leaned out the window, wondering what he was looking at.

  Yi Zheng dragged her back before even an inch of her head was exposed.

  “Nothing. Go get ready.” Yi Zheng released her collar and motioned for her to leave.

  Shae Harris muttered and rubbed her sore neck before wearing her shoes.

  A little while later, they were all in the van and on their way to the Multipurpose Stadium.

  It was an easy walking distance, but Shae Harris felt that it was better to drive.

  It just felt right.

  Yi Zheng wasn’t paying attention. Instead, his head kept glancing at the side mirrors until they reached the stadium.

  The guide was standing at the door, waiting to welcome them.

  “Good to see ya again.” Shae Harris slapped his back.

  The guide didn’t flinch and offered a polite smile.

  “Good morning.” Mori Aoi bowed slightly.

  The guide greeted her back.

  Wei Zhi said a quick hello and didn’t look at the guide.

  The guide still responded with a hello.

  The last person was Yi Zheng, who just turned forward.

  “Yo,” Yi Zheng said, then urged Shae Harris with his eyes to hurry up.

  “So what do we have today?” Shae Harris rubbed her hands in excitement as she walked in.

  “That depends on you,” the guide said.

  Shae Harris understood what he meant as she saw the wide open space with nothing inside the building.

  “How about race car driving?” Shae Harris tapped her chin and said.

  It sounded the least dangerous out of all the stuff she could think of.

  Actually, her first thought was of watching someone drive through a flaming hoop as an extreme stunt.

  But since she planned to drag Mori with her, she wouldn’t dare let it get that far.

  Wei Zhi might just kill her, Shae Harris thought, shivering.

  “Just race car driving?” Wei Zhi looked at Shae Harris suspiciously.

  “Didn’t you hear me, or are you just looking for a beating?” Shae Harris rolled her eyes, but internally she was wiping sweat.

  This boy has the senses of a hound at random times, Shae Harris thought.

  “Whatever.” Wei Zhi shrugged.

  “That sounds fun.” Mori Aoi brought the subtle tension between the two to an end.

  “Of course it is, because I said so.” Shae Harris hugged her arm and began to drag her away.

  The guide led them to the race track just past a door.

  “This looks awesome.” Shae Harris marveled at it.

  “Yeah, so big.” Mori Aoi giggled.

  “It doesn’t look that scary,” Wei Zhi said.

  “How does it even fit inside the building?” Yi Zheng asked the guide.

  “Why can it not?” the guide didn’t give a straight answer.

  Yi Zheng narrowed his eyes at the way the question was dodged and looked at the guide more intensely.

  “Because it’s impossible.” Mori Aoi, sensing the bad vibes between the two, stepped in.

  “Why do you call it impossible?” The guide still didn’t answer clearly.

  “Hello, this is a huge field with so much stuff, and we’re inside a building, yet the sun is shining.” Shae Harris walked up, pointing at the blue sky.

  “I simply led you to the field,” the guide replied.

  “I ran around that field three times and rolled on it once. I think I can remember how big the field is,” Shae Harris said.

  “This is that same field,” the guide nodded along with her words.

  “Or maybe it’s an illusion placed on top of the field,” Wei Zhi blurted out.

  “What gave you that idea?” Shae Harris looked at him in surprise.

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  “What else could it be?” Wei Zhi shrugged.

  “It’s a bit too real to look like an illusion.” Mori Aoi frowned.

  “Then just take it as me saying nonsense,” Wei Zhi replied immediately.

  Shae Harris: spineless.

  “No, I agree. After all, this doesn’t follow any law of science.” Mori Aoi said, hooking her pinky with his and swinging it lightly.

  “Yeah.” Wei Zhi smiled at her.

  Shae Harris gagged at the side and dragged her away from him.

  “Doesn’t matter how it happened. What does matter is where the cars are.” Shae Harris winked at the guide, who proceeded to lead them away.

  Wei Zhi glared at Shae Harris and followed.

  Yi Zheng looked around for a while, then followed behind.

  The guide led them to the spot reserved for the cars.

  The sports cars came in different designs and colors.

  Shae Harris skipped around and examined each one as closely as possible.

  “Which one should I pick?” Shae Harris asked Mori Aoi excitedly.

  “The green one. It matches your eyes.” Mori Aoi pointed at a sleek neon green race car with bold designs.

  “Great, then let’s go.” Shae Harris headed straight to the sports car.

  The guide, who was already standing beside it, handed her the keys and explained some things.

  Since neither of them knew how to drive even a normal car, they were assigned a driver.

  True to his words, a female wearing a helmet that completely obscured her face and a green racing suit appeared.

  “But I want to drive, though.” Shae Harris poked the helmet through the open window.

  “Okay then.”

  With a snap of his fingers, she was wearing the racing suit.

  Mori Aoi let out a wow and began to feel the suit.

  The two girls gushed over it for a while until Shae Harris entered the driver’s seat.

  “Hey cutie, wanna come with?” Shae Harris leaned out the window and whistled at Mori Aoi in front of her.

  She let out an arrogant smirk and truly embodied the arrogant young master flirting.

  “Sure.” Mori Aoi blew a kiss and walked to the seat beside Shae Harris up front.

  “Wait.” Wei Zhi grabbed her hand.

  “You better be normal.” He glared at Shae Harris before releasing the surprised Mori Aoi.

  She walked over and sat down in the car.

  Just as she was about to close the door, the shadow cat jumped inside and sat rigidly on her lap.

  Mori Aoi slammed the door shut in surprise and excitement.

  Then she placed her hands at her sides and eagerly looked at the cat.

  “Why don’t you come in and get a ride from this big sister?” Shae Harris snorted at him.

  “No thanks. I’m not ready to die with you just yet.” Wei Zhi took a step back.

  “But how will I know how to drive, though?” Shae Harris asked after bickering with Wei Zhi.

  “Don’t worry. Just relax. It’ll come to you.” The guide pointed to the race track and explained how many laps it would take to win.

  “Audience or no audience?” the guide asked at the end.

  “Someone’s gotta see me win.” Shae Harris said smugly.

  “Or someone else needs to see you crash the car and break your face,” Wei Zhi retorted.

  “You know what? That sounds fun too.” Shae Harris smirked at him, then blocked him by raising the car window.

  Wei Zhi’s face distorted as he realized what she meant.

  He started tapping the window, flustered.

  Inside, Shae Harris was laughing and pointing at his anxious face.

  Mori Aoi finally stopped looking at the cat, distracted by Shae Harris’s laughter.

  Mori Aoi giggled and let down her window.

  “She was just joking,” she said.

  Wei Zhi glared at the closed window and hummed before stepping away.

  Shae Harris wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes and looked at the wheel.

  She followed the guide’s words and relaxed.

  Just as he said, Shae Harris found herself knowing how to drive the car.

  It was as natural as knowing how to write letters and words.

  Something you were taught years ago that was always a permanent part of you.

  Always easy to learn and remember.

  As Shae Harris started the car and gripped the steering wheel, she oddly felt a sense of déjà vu.

  Like she had done this a hundred times before.

  “Ready?” She winked at Mori Aoi.

  “Let’s go.” Mori Aoi raised a fist.

  Shae Harris stepped on the gas, and the car shot out of the garage and into the field.

  Shae Harris quickly noticed the other cars that spontaneously appeared beside her.

  “Oh, buckle up, cutie.” Shae Harris swerved away from another car that tried to slam into her.

  The others weren’t just sitting around—they joined in too.

  The race turned into a game of four versus one.

  Shae Harris was bombarded from all sides, yet she was ecstatic.

  She hadn’t felt such exhilaration and heart-pumping activity in her life.

  The one who was nervous was Wei Zhi, seated at a special viewing position.

  His view covered the whole track, and his heart jumped every time a car almost slammed into them.

  Until it finally happened.

  Wei Zhi felt his heart jump to his throat.

  But Shae Harris, who was slammed into, felt even more excited.

  With a turn of her hands on the wheel, she used the momentum to slam into the car coming from the front.

  Then she shot past the encirclement, leaving them in the dust.

  The finish line wasn’t far off, but Shae Harris wasn’t satisfied.

  Why should I let them off the hook for daring to attack me? she thought.

  Shae Harris put the car in reverse and slammed into the closest car.

  They weren’t prepared, expecting her to pass the finish line.

  She used that moment of surprise to eagerly attack them.

  After a game of cat and mouse, Shae Harris finally crashed the last car and hers together.

  She didn’t win, since her car was completely wasted—but she got her revenge.

  “I have an idea. Come on.” Shae Harris said brightly to Mori Aoi.

  The inside of the car remained steady, with the friction, shock, and impact blocked.

  But the visuals left Mori Aoi dizzy and weak.

  “Huh,” was all she could say.

  Shae Harris took that as a yes and fixed the helmet on her head.

  Then the two stepped out of the wrecked car.

  “Nice clothes.” Shae Harris examined Mori Aoi’s racing suit.

  “When did I get into these?” Mori Aoi asked in surprise, her voice muffled by the helmet.

  “Shall we complete our race?” Shae Harris stretched out a hand.

  Mori Aoi grabbed it, and the cat stood on her shoulder.

  Shae Harris ran to the finish line amid loud cheering.

  “That was amazing.” Shae Harris gushed as the crowd disappeared.

  “Don’t you mean scary?” Wei Zhi rushed over.

  “Are you okay?” He removed Mori Aoi’s helmet, worry clear in his voice.

  Mori Aoi turned to her shoulder, disappointed to see the cat gone.

  “You still care about that cat in such a situation?” Wei Zhi flicked her forehead.

  “It was fun.” Mori Aoi rubbed the spot.

  “It wasn’t just fun. It was amazing. I haven’t felt so alive in a long time.” Shae Harris grabbed Mori Aoi and spun her around.

  “What’s next?” Shae Harris asked the guide.

  “Motorcycle racing,” the guide said.

  “Let me guess. The same way?” Shae Harris pointed at the garage.

  “It is.”

  They turned back to see the field completely cleared.

  No wreckage. No traces.

  As if nothing had happened.

  “So Wei Zhi, wanna hop onto my bike?” Shae Harris teased.

  “I’m sorry, but I’m too much of a coward—especially after seeing you drive.” He stepped back.

  “What’s wrong with my driving? None of those guys were spared.” Shae Harris smiled.

  “Yeah, and neither was your car.” Wei Zhi shivered.

  “I can go with you.” Mori Aoi linked arms with Shae Harris.

  “You’re the only one who loves me.” Shae Harris joked.

  “She’s just saying that because she wants to see the cat again,” Wei Zhi said mercilessly.

  “Sister, is that true?” Shae Harris gasped dramatically.

  “Yes,” Mori Aoi replied calmly.

  Both of them froze.

  “What’s wrong?” Mori Aoi asked, confused.

  “This is your fault,” they said at the same time, pointing at each other.

  “It’s obviously you who taught her to be shameless,” Wei Zhi crossed his arms.

  “Who’s more shameless than a male green tea?” Shae Harris glared.

  “Come on, we’re going to be late.” Mori Aoi stopped them.

  She walked ahead.

  The two put their differences aside and followed.

  The bike race repeated the chaos of the first.

  But this time, there was no protection.

  The thrill was sharper.

  Mori Aoi insisted the cat sit between them.

  Shae Harris got what she wanted too—watching other riders fall flat.

  She nearly fell many times herself, but always saved it at the last moment.

  All in all, it was amazing.

  Her heart wouldn’t stop racing.

  A smile was permanently etched on her face.

  And Wei Zhi’s face felt just a tiny bit less annoying.