Chapter 346: Suzuki Natsuki Held Her Breath!
"Anyu-kun, why have you stopped the car? Have we arrived?"
Suzuki Natsuki looked up, glancing outside through the tinted car window. Her heart nearly stopped, and she held her breath, her pupils constricting in sheer panic.
Takumi!
She never expected that at such a moment, right here on the road back to her home, she would look up and see her childhood friend, Echizen Takumi.
At this moment, Suzuki Natsuki was so nervous she felt like she was suffocating. Her delicate hands clutched the leather armrest so tightly that her knuckles turned white, and a cold chill rushed from the soles of her feet straight to her scalp.
"Don't worry, they can't see inside from outside."
Shen Anyu reassured her with a faint, playful smile, his voice calm and magnetic. However, Suzuki Natsuki was still uneasy, keeping her head down, burying her chin into her chest, afraid to look up even for a second.
Seeing this terrified little quail, Shen Anyu chuckled. He directly opened the car window a crack—just enough to let his voice out but keep the interior shadowed—poked his head out slightly, and shouted to Echizen Takumi and the others who were sprawled across the asphalt.
"Don't block the road, move aside."
"Is that the red Ferrari from yesterday?"
Echizen Takumi was somewhat startled by the shout. He looked over with hazy, drunken eyes, squinting against the sunlight, and recognized the aggressive, aerodynamic lines of the red Ferrari SF90 from yesterday.
However, he was in a terrible mood. His head was throbbing from a hangover, and the alcohol remaining in his system made him irritable and reckless. He couldn't be bothered to respond to some rich tourist's demand.
Yesterday was supposed to be his most glorious moment; he had defeated Sakura Country's top racer, Fujii Yusuke, on the treacherous slopes of Akina. Many people had cheered and applauded for him, looking at him with adoration. Even the arrogant Fujii Yusuke himself had come over to shake his hand, showing respect to the new "God of the Mountain."
But the most important person, his beloved childhood friend Suzuki Natsuki, hadn't come.
This was Echizen Takumi's biggest regret. It was a gaping wound in his heart. He had originally planned to confess to his childhood friend Suzuki Natsuki after winning the Akina Mountain Car God race last night, envisioning a romantic scene under the stars.
As a result, his beloved Natsuki-chan didn't show up. She had vanished without a trace.
Feeling depressed and abandoned, Echizen Takumi had drunk a lot of beer last night, vomiting several times by the roadside until his stomach acid burned his throat.
At this moment, he felt weak all over and was in a foul mood, so he couldn't be bothered to respond to Shen Anyu's request to move. He simply waved his hand dismissively, like shooing away a fly, and took another swig of his warm beer.
Inside the car, the atmosphere was suffocating.
Suzuki Natsuki was incredibly nervous, her voice trembling as she whispered, "Anyu-kun, let's leave quickly. There are other roads we can take. Please, let's just turn around."
If Echizen Takumi walked over and looked through the open window, he would see her sitting in the passenger seat of another man's car, surrounded by luxury shopping bags. The thought made her feel like she was standing on the edge of a cliff.
Thinking of this, Suzuki Natsuki's heart pounded against her ribs like a trapped bird.
She had never been so nervous in her life. The guilt, the fear of exposure, and the strange thrill of the situation mixed into a dizzying cocktail.
Shen Anyu, however, was in a very good mood. Looking at the pitiful, pleading Suzuki Natsuki, who looked like a frightened bunny, he smiled elegantly.
"Sit tight."
He shifted gears and directly reversed the car.
One li, two li, three li... The Ferrari backed up a significant distance, creating a long runway between them and the drunken group.
Suzuki Natsuki immediately breathed a sigh of relief, watching the distance grow. A smile spread across her pure and lovely face, thinking that Anyu-kun was being considerate of her feelings and choosing to avoid the confrontation.
"Thank you, Anyu-kun..."
And down the road, Echizen Takumi also scoffed and laughed, pointing at the retreating sports car.
"Look at that coward! He wouldn't move, so what? He still had to retreat obediently. Money can't buy guts!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The next moment, the atmosphere shattered.
The Ferrari's engine roared violently, a beastly sound that shook the very air. The speedometer directly bottomed out as Shen Anyu engaged the launch control. The car broke a hundred kilometers per hour in under two seconds, rocketing to an astonishing speed of 350 kilometers per hour in just 6.9 seconds.
The tires bit into the asphalt, smoke billowing as the car transformed into a red streak of lightning.
Shen Anyu directly floored the accelerator, speeding straight towards Echizen Takumi and the others like a cannonball.
"Baka!"
"Crazy! He's crazy!"
"Run!!"
Looking at the red Ferrari, after it had retreated three li, Echizen Takumi, Fujii Yusuke, and the others had initially smiled, chatting and laughing as they continued with their beer and barbecue.
But they never expected that the red Ferrari would suddenly speed back, accelerating with suicidal manic energy.
Everyone present was either a racer or a racing enthusiast, and they could tell at a glance that the speed was at least over 300 kilometers per hour. It wasn't a bluff; it was a charge.
After a few seconds of acceleration, the distance was already less than a kilometer. The red blur expanded rapidly in their vision, accompanied by the terrifying scream of the engine. It would charge at them in less than five seconds.
At this moment, everyone was standing in the middle of the road, paralyzed by the sheer absurdity and terror of the situation. There was no time to dodge.
"It's over..."
At this moment, Echizen Takumi and the others had only this thought in their minds. Their lives flashed before their eyes.
Next, they would be knocked flying like bowling pins. At a speed of over 300 kilometers per hour, the impact wouldn't just kill them; it would disintegrate them. They would be torn to pieces, a gruesome sight of blood and bone scattered across the asphalt.
"Ah!"
Suzuki Natsuki also screamed, her face turning pale. She squeezed her eyes shut, her hands covering her face, not daring to look at the impending tragedy. She didn't want to see her childhood friend turned into a red mist.
Shen Anyu chuckled, his eyes flashing with a cold, golden light.
Just at this critical moment, a split second before impact, [God-level Telekinesis] quietly activated.
Invisible psychic energy wrapped around the chassis of the Ferrari, ignoring the laws of physics. Shen Anyu's mind applied a precise, violent upward force to the red Ferrari.
Whoosh!
In an instant, amidst the terrified and desperate expressions of Echizen Takumi and the others, who had instinctively cowered and covered their heads, the red Ferrari defied gravity.
Like a blazing inferno, it lifted off the ground.
It swept past them, soaring exactly one meter above their heads.
The wind pressure from the car's underbelly pressed them down, flattening their hair and clothes. The heat from the exhaust and the roar of the engine passed directly over them, a brush with the Grim Reaper so close they could smell the burning rubber.
Screech—!
The Ferrari landed smoothly behind them, tires screeching violently against the ground as it regained traction and roared away into the distance.
In the blink of an eye, the red Ferrari vanished from the sight of Echizen Takumi, Fujii Yusuke, and the others, leaving only a cloud of dust and the smell of high-octane fuel.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Echizen Takumi is terrified and desperate, plundering +9999 Destiny Value!]
...
Silence.
Dead silence descended upon the road.
At this moment, Echizen Takumi was drenched in sweat from fright, his drunkenness long gone. His legs gave way, and he sat heavily on the asphalt, gasping for air like a drowning man. A dark stain spread across the crotch of his trousers—he had lost control of his bladder.
Fujii Yusuke and the others were also pale with fear, some even having collapsed, their eyes wide with lingering horror.
Sweat permeated everyone's foreheads and bodies, soaking their clothes. They checked their own bodies, unable to believe they were still intact.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
It took a full five or six minutes before someone finally recovered from the shock and started swearing loudly to vent the fear.
"Fck! Fck!"
Echizen Takumi's face was also ashen, his lips trembling, and he cursed angrily, his voice cracking:
"Baka! What a lunatic! He actually tried to kill us! That was murder!"
At this point, Fujii Yusuke, the professional racer, spoke up, his voice filled with disbelief:
"Incredible... how did that red Ferrari do that?"
"What?"
Everyone looked at Fujii Yusuke with confusion and curiosity. They were still processing the near-death experience, but Fujii was thinking about the mechanics.
Fujii Yusuke's face was full of surprise as he pointed at the flat road:
"This is the foot of Akina Mountain. It's very flat, and there's no uphill slope, no ramp, nothing. How did that red Ferrari manage to directly leap over us by more than a meter, passing over our heads?"
"Physics... that doesn't make sense."
"What incredible technique."
"I absolutely couldn't do that. Even in a movie, that requires a ramp."
This time, Fujii Yusuke also had a look of helplessness.
As the recognized top racer in Sakura Country, having just won an international racing competition, he was defeated by Echizen Takumi yesterday, and today he encountered such an incredible red Ferrari driven by a madman.
Is Akina Mountain, this rural place, really so full of hidden talents? First a tofu delivery boy, and now a flying Ferrari?
After Echizen Takumi calmed down, wiping the cold sweat from his face, he was also surprised. Even he would find it very difficult—no, impossible—to do.
If there were an uphill slope, then leaping over people's heads would only require acceleration, and any racer could do it.
But the ground was very flat. How did it manage that? Was it a modified hydraulic jump? No, the suspension didn't look modified like that.
Such precision and confidence could definitely not be a coincidence.
Could the crazy red Ferrari driver have even better driving skills than him?
Echizen Takumi felt a bit defeated, a crack forming in his invincible confidence. But more than that, he was indignant. He felt humiliated, sitting there in his wet pants while the opponent sped away.
"Hmph, if I get the chance, I'll definitely beat him! No one is faster than me on the downhill!"
[Ding! Child of Destiny Echizen Takumi is feeling defeated, plundering +9998 Destiny Value!]
...
Inside the Ferrari, the atmosphere was entirely different.
"Anyu-kun, how did you do that? We... we flew!"
Suzuki Natsuki was also full of shock and disbelief, her chest heaving as she looked at Shen Anyu's handsome face beside her. Her fear had turned into an adrenaline-fueled awe.
As someone from near Akina Mountain, she often watched various racing competitions and had some understanding of them, knowing how incredible Shen Anyu's move just now was. It was like magic.
Could this handsome guy from Yanxia Country, who is also rich and gentle, be a super racer too? Is there anything he can't do?
"Want to know? Make me happy, and I'll tell you!"
Shen Anyu looked at Suzuki Natsuki with a smile, his gaze dropping meaningfully to her lips, then sweeping over her exquisite figure clad in the new Chanel dress.
Suzuki Natsuki's face immediately turned bright red. She understood the implication instantly.
She bit her lip, glancing out the window at the secluded mountain road Shen Anyu had turned onto. The adrenaline from the near-crash mixed with the intense aura radiating from Shen Anyu made her legs feel weak and her core heat up.
"Anyu-kun... here?" she whispered, her voice trembling not with fear, but with anticipation.
Shen Anyu didn't answer. He simply pulled the car over into a dense grove of trees, the sunlight filtering through the leaves creating dappled patterns on the leather dashboard. He reclined his seat slightly and looked at her, his eyes dark and commanding.
Suzuki Natsuki's heart raced. The image of the car flying over Takumi played in her mind—the power, the dominance. She felt a magnetic pull she couldn't resist. Trembling slightly, she unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned over the center console...
The high-performance suspension of the Ferrari rhythmically absorbed the movements within the cabin. The sound of ragged breathing and soft whimpers filled the luxurious interior, mingling with the scent of leather and expensive perfume.
Time seemed to lose its meaning.
After a long while, the car door opened.
Suzuki Natsuki stepped out, arranging her dress with shaking hands. She returned home, carrying more than a dozen shopping bags, her legs feeling wobbly and unstable with every step. Her face was flushed with a lingering crimson tide, and her eyes were glazed and misty.
She murmured to herself, clutching the bags as if they were her lifeline:
"I don't want to know anymore, I don't want to know anymore, I'll die~"
Her mind was completely filled with Shen Anyu. The technique, the power, the overwhelming sensation—it was too much for a simple girl to handle.
Just then, as she reached her doorstep, trying to compose herself, her childhood friend Echizen Takumi's voice came from behind her, filled with confusion and hurt:
"Natsuki-chan, where were you yesterday? Why didn't you come to see my race?"
Suzuki Natsuki's body stiffened!
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