Saved Me; Ryeji FF

thirty one.

The saleswoman stopped at a bike, "What do you think of this Honda CB750 Hornet?" She asked, placing her hand on the handle, "Eight-valve, 755cc engine-"

"Not interested." Ryujin said dismissively, turning away to observe the other bikes.

Yeji noticed the shock on the worker's face and turned over to her girlfriend, glaring at her. The dark-haired woman understood her unspoken scolding and hung her head low.

"Should I show you to the next bike?"

They both nodded and trailed behind her. The cat-eyed woman leaned over to the hitman, "Be. Nice." The switch in Yeji's tone sent a shiver down her spine as she nodded sheepishly.

The saleswoman showcased several models, explaining their features and performance capabilities. After observing the Honda CB300R, a particular bike beside it caught her eye.

"Ah, the Yamaha MT-15! It's a solid choice."

As the saleswoman was listing all its features, Ryujin carefully observed the bike. The sleek and modern design was a perfect balance of aggression and elegance. The bike's matte finish and sharp lines captured her attention.

"Powerful engine, responsive brakes and advanced suspension-"

"Test drive." Ryujin spoke monotonously, "Let me ride it."

The saleswoman hesitated for a moment before agreeing to allow her to take the bike for a ride. She led the couple to the front desk and handed them some helmets and the key for their test bike.

Ryujin and Yeji mounted the MT-15 that was rolled out of the showroom, both of them brimming with excitement as the engine roared to life beneath them. The bike's power surged through the hitman's body, rekindling the familiar thrill she had missed since her accident. With a confident grin, she revved the engine and pulled out to the road.

As they navigated the streets, the wind rushed past them. The rhythmic hum of the engine, the thrill of acceleration and riding on the road brought an irrepressible smile to her lips. After a while, they found themselves on a quieter road that led to the outskirts of the city. The traffic dwindled, giving Ryujin the perfect opportunity to truly experience the bike's capabilities. With a pull of the throttle, the bike accelerated, feeling the power surge as she effortlessly eaved through the open road.

The grip around her waist loosened with the passenger throwing one of her arms up into the air, feeling the fast speed at which they were moving at. Yeji let out a scream of excitement, truly filled with joy being with the love of her life. Ryujin couldn't help but to laugh along with her girlfriend.

Soon, Ryujin slowed down and eventually pulled over to catch their breath.

"This bike. You have to get this bike." Yeji said in between breaths.

The hitman smiled as she caught her breath, "I was thinking the same."

Yeji took off her helmet and leaned on Ryujin's back, "When we get back, be nice to her."

The dark-haired woman furrowed her brows beneath the helmet, "What do you mean?"

"I know it's unintentional but you were a bit rude to her earlier."

Ryujin blinked a few times, thinking back to her interactions with the worker. She answered the woman's questions, and she was clear with what she wanted but she didn't understand what she did wrong.

"It was your tone, Ryu. And the way you spoke to her." Yeji said softly, placing her hands on her girlfriend's side. "You didn't mean to be blunt, but I thought that I should just remind you to consider other people's emotions."