"Brian, I remember you had a nice-looking motorcycle?"
Susan gazed out the window at the swiftly passing scenery, curious.
Brian, who was diligently driving, didn't respond.
Susan had been busy setting up her Umbrella Company and hadn't paid much attention to the theft of his motorcycle.
Time had passed, and the generous reward he posted on the dark web for his motorcycle remained unanswered.
Sometimes, Brian felt the world was quite fantastical.
Even as a Transcendent with the ability to destroy the world, his motorcycle parked in the garage could still be stolen.
The most absurd part was that he couldn't catch the thief!
Damn car thief!
Thinking about this, Brian got angry.
He frowned and ignored Susan.
Seeing his reaction, Susan vaguely guessed what might have happened.
Brian seldom behaved this way.
It was only when he felt embarrassed that he would show a bit of his childish side in front of her.
Susan actually found this side of Brian quite adorable.
