The roar of the tossa’s engine cut through the night streets, rattling its iron chassis.A brisk night wind whipped past, carrying the sharp scent of exhaust fumes mingled with the savory aroma of fried catfish from roadside stalls.In the back, Dina sat with her arms crossed over her chest. Her lips were pursed in a sharp pout as she glared at the asphalt flashing beneath the yellow glow of the streetlights."Hmph!" she huffed, raising her voice over the noisy exhaust. "I wanted to watch that arrogant salesman’s miserable face a little longer, Bro."Jaka twisted the throttle, keeping the cargo trike at a steady cruise. A dry chuckle slipped past his lips. Reaching back with his left hand, he gave his little sister’s head an absentminded pat. "Let it go. Facing reality back there was punishment enough for him."Dina swatted his hand away, thoroughly unsatisfied. "Not even close! A jerk like that deserves to get fired on the spot. Decent people like Linda should take over his job. The

A sharp, high-pitched whine combined with the guttural roar of an exhaust shattered the morning calm. The Kawasaki H2's engine thundered with immense power, drawing the eyes of nearly every pedestrian around the intersection.Amidst a sea of ordinary vehicles, the presence of that gleaming black sportbike seemed to freeze time itself. Instinctively, heads turned, captivated by the razor-sharp silhouette of the two-wheeled beast."Hahaha! Big bro, we're totally the center of attention!" Dina cheered gleefully.Riding pillion behind him, the girl had to shout to compete with the awesome rumble of the liter-class engine.Her arms were wrapped tightly around Jaka's waist, a wide grin spreading across her face behind the half-opened visor of her helmet.Jaka merely offered a faint smile. He could feel the raw surge of power vibrating up through the saddle.His gaze stayed locked straight ahead, watching the traffic light shift from red to green.Without wasting a second, he rolled on the t

Boom!The ground beneath Jeanne’s boots detonated. Clods of earth flew into the air, trailing behind the terrifying burst of speed the blonde woman unleashed to close the distance.The air around her seemed to shear apart, emitting a sharp screech from the friction of her extreme velocity.To an ordinary observer, Jeanne’s slender frame moved too fast for the human eye to track, reduced to nothing more than a fleeting blur. To Jaka’s senses, however, her attack trajectory registered in an entirely different dimension.Time inside his mind warped, slowing down dramatically until her movements were broken into a crystal-clear sequence of frames.Whoosh! Boom!Jeanne’s fist struck empty space. The strike, dense with spiritual energy, triggered an explosive shockwave the instant Jaka merely tilted his head aside to dodge.Before she could even register that her attack had whiffed, Jaka’s hand shot forward. His fingers clamped around her wrist like a steel vise.Using her own forward momen

Five days passed. That evening, after wrapping up the daily harvest, Jaka had just collapsed onto the sofa when his phone vibrated violently. The screen displayed the name 'Andini'.Without a second thought, he answered, "Hello?""Are you free the day after tomorrow?" Her voice came through crystal clear, piercing the evening silence without the slightest hint of small talk."The day after tomorrow?" Jaka straightened up. "As luck would have it, our harvest break starts tomorrow for a few days. So yeah, I've got plenty of free time.""Good." Andini's reply came swift, as if she had already anticipated his answer. "Keep your schedule open. I want to take you somewhere."Jaka's brow furrowed. "Fine by me, but where to?""Look forward to it," Andini replied, a subtle playful lilt in her voice that stirred an inexplicable sense of dread in Jaka's gut.An awkward pause lingered before Andini spoke again. "By the way, do you happen to have a special romantic relationship with Jeanne, Rosa,

The moment the tip of Jaka's shoe crossed the boutique's threshold, the atmosphere shifted completely. The bustling chatter of mall-goers, the thumping cheap pop music, and the pungent aroma from the food court were abruptly severed by an invisible barrier.Inside, the temperature was noticeably cooler. Thick cream carpet swallowed every footstep, while smooth classical jazz played softly in the background. A faint scent of lavender and oak drifted through the air, subtly intimidating anyone unaccustomed to such luxury.Jaka had actually mustered every ounce of confidence he had left before stepping inside, mentally preparing himself to bleed his wallet dry.Yet the moment his eyes landed on a price tag near the main display, all motor control vanished. He froze, standing there with his mouth slightly agape.Right in front of him, elegantly draped over a black velvet mannequin, was a sheer one-piece dress patterned with orchids. The fabric was gossamer-light, almost translucent if not