The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 134

Chapter 134: This is stylish, don’t you get it?
“Ah… I don’t have time tonight.” Sam stated directly, without a second thought.

Mia’s eyes widened in surprise at Sam’s response.

“Eh? Why like this… Aren’t you on summer vacation? How could you not have time?”

Sam looked up at the ceiling.

“Who said that being on vacation means I have to be available? I need some personal space too.”

“A date with your girlfriend? Or what?”

“No, of course, it’s to watch anime. My favorite harem anime got updated.” Sam said very seriously.

This seemed to annoy Mia.

“You’re 18 and still watch anime! And harem ones at that, you really have unique tastes~.”

Sam said with a smile.

“Can’t help it, the vast majority of men in the world dream of being the king of a harem, don’t you think?”

Mia pouted.

“I’ve never heard such a thing. Can’t you spare a little time for me tonight? Please, Sam~ pretty please~”

Sam said helplessly.

“What do you want to do? Can’t you just tell me?”

Mia’s body language was overly expressive, her sensuous waist twisting, and her fitted white T-shirt swaying slightly, revealing her delicate waistline. This woman seemed to have a bit of a penchant for showing off her belly button.

“Just promise me~ It won’t take much of your time, and you can come back right after, no extra activities~”

“But I don’t even know what the main activity is. If you don’t clearly state your purpose, I can’t be sure it’s worth giving up my precious anime-watching time.”

Mia blinked, then put on a deliberately aggrieved look.

“It’s really nothing special~ Just… inviting you to a bar tonight for a drink… a chat… play some games, that’s all.”

Sam instantly lost interest.

“Not going.”

“Why! It’s a bar! How can young people not like going to bars!”

Sam spread his hands wide.

“I’m still a high school student, and you’re trying so hard to lure me into a bar. Is that a place for high school students? And to drink, too…”

Mia pouted in a show of grievance.

“So what? You’re prejudiced against bars! We’re going to listen to the DJ play music, and about drinking… you’re of legal age! If you can work, then why can’t you drink?”

Sam gave this seemingly unyielding woman a look.

“Just tell me the truth, why do you insist on me going?”

Mia’s gaze immediately shifted away in guilt.

She spoke softly,

“It’s nothing much… just that a few days ago, I was drinking with friends, playing Truth or Dare… I lost, and then… I said the next time we drank, I had to bring a handsome guy along… My friends often see your photos I post… so they said I should bring you… otherwise, they’ll keep making me drink today.”

Well, well.

Sam couldn’t help but exclaim internally at the situation.

“So I’m the stake in your bet?”

Mia mumbled,

“How could that be? You’re doubting my integrity. I wouldn’t joke about your body. You do nothing but study and work, how boring~ I just wanted you to relax a bit, especially since you’ve just come back from your hometown, it’s only right to welcome you back properly, right?”

Sam was about to outright refuse. But then something occurred to him.

He furrowed his brows slightly, then squinted at her.

“If I agree to accompany you tonight, would you also agree to a request of mine?”

Immediately, Mia’s cheeks flushed, and she awkwardly clasped her hands in front of her, swaying slightly like a shy young girl.

It was quite the seasoned act; if this too was honed in bars, Sam wouldn’t be surprised in the least.

“That’s possible~ But… it can’t be too much, after all, I am your boss. Some strange requests, even for me… are not okay.”

“Thump.”

“Ah…!”

This time, Sam didn’t find anything particularly handy, so he just took a baguette and lightly tapped Mia on the head with it.

Since Mia liked to act like a little girl, Sam decided to treat her with the methods one might use on a little girl.

Sam looked at Mia, who was holding her head.

“Talking nonsense, making me sound like a pervert. Don’t worry, it’s not an excessive request.”

Mia looked at Sam, puzzled.

“Really? It’s not some strange request, like having some unique thoughts about my body or something…”

“Rest assured, I currently have no such thoughts.”

“Eh! Are you blind? With my perfect figure and pretty face, you have no thoughts at all, are you even a man?”

Sam decided not to respond. Is this what women are like?

Having thoughts means being labeled a pervert, and not having them means not being a man? No wonder so many people would rather be considered the former.

Mia gave Sam a once-over, dropping the act.

“Don’t worry~ I can fulfill a small request~ Make sure you dress up nice tonight, don’t embarrass me.”

“I could go to the bar in this uniform and still be very attractive.”

“Then you better show up at the bar in that outfit, hmph. Be at the convenience store by 8:30 tonight, I’ll take you there.”

After saying this, Mia flipped her hair and back to the rest room.

For Sam, the day was nothing out of the ordinary. After all, he was too familiar with cashier work, having mastered it to the point of perfection. Plus, with his X-ray Vision, there was no chance for errors during his shift.

After finishing his day’s work, Sam went home and took a shower.

As for dressing up as Mia suggested, it was unnecessary.

Sam currently possessed a Charm level of 109. What did that mean?

A unique charisma and handsome appearance. If he needed to dress up carefully, Sam couldn’t even imagine what the bar would turn into. Surely, everyone inside would go crazy over him.

Sam simply put on a white T-shirt and jeans, the most straightforward combination.

Plain and simple, as for his hair… he planned to cut it shorter tomorrow.

The slightly long blond hair, with its natural curls, added to his effortless appeal.

…

As night fell, Sam arrived at the convenience store, where the on-duty clerk was somewhat surprised to see him at this time. Before Sam could engage in much conversation, the roaring sound of an engine echoed from outside.

“Vroom!”

Men are inherently drawn to the roar of motorcycles, a principle not easily explained but akin to a child’s irresistible lure to candy.

Sam saw a sexy woman dressed in a short leather skirt and a stylish black leather jacket, astride a striking motorcycle, supporting herself on one leg with a helmet atop her head, exuding a cool and confident aura.

Her unique attire combined with a top-notch figure exuded a distinctly enticing charm.

With just one glance from Sam, the woman took off her helmet and tossed it to him.

Catching it instinctively, he heard a familiar voice.

“Put it on, we’re off, Sam!”

It dawned on Sam that this woman was Mia.

He had never seen her ride a motorcycle before and was surprised to discover this hobby of hers, causing him some hesitation.

“You’re taking me on this thing?”

Mia, having removed her helmet, revealed her beautiful face.

“Yeah, don’t you think it’s cool?”

“How are you going to drink if you ride this? Don’t tell me you’re used to drinking and driving.”

Mia responded, helmet in hand, “What do you take me for? Relax, the bar we’re going to is very reputable, they don’t let people drive drunk. We can pick it up the next day, or pay a little extra to have it delivered.”

Sam couldn’t comprehend this behavior.

“Do all of you bar-goers enjoy doing such pointless things?”

Mia rolled her eyes at Sam, “Can’t you say something nice? This is stylish, don’t you get it?”

Riding a motorcycle is stylish? Then why not fly a fighter jet for even more style?

Sam decided not to dwell on these matters any longer and looked behind Mia.

“Is it uncomfortable for me to sit behind you?”

Mia lifted her face proudly, with a disdainful expression.

“Don’t worry, you’re the first man to have the opportunity to sit behind me. My driving skills are excellent, so just relax.”

Sam hesitated but eventually got on the bike.

Though the space at the back of the motorcycle was relatively spacious, Sam was acutely aware of the size of his cock.

He hoped she wouldn’t notice it.

Feeling Sam sitting behind her inevitably meant he would be close to Mia’s waist and even her hips.

Mia had always ridden her motorcycle alone, but as soon as Sam got on, her face uncontrollably flushed, as if instinctively, a strange sensation seemed to spread.

Mia quickly put on her helmet to hide her discomfort from being seen.

“Alright! If you’re scared, just hold onto my waist, let’s go!”

Without giving Sam any time to adjust, the next moment,

“Vroom!!”

Mia started the motorcycle, and the sudden force made Sam react instinctively due to the lack of preparation.

Sam’s body leaned forward, and his hands instinctively wrapped around Mia’s waist.

Slim… Soft.

Such sensations were instantly transmitted, accompanied by Mia’s perky buttocks pressing right against Sam’s abdomen.

The motorcycle roared, darting through the night.

Yet, it seemed like excitement was also quietly brewing.