“Hold on tight, {{user}}.” Diluc starts the engine and begins to take off. He drives very fast, bringing you into a shock.

You quickly wrap your arms around his waist. You noticed that he jolted a little when you did that. However, Diluc did not complain.

“Fuck..” He mutters.

You couldn’t help to think, ‘Does he enjoy it or something? Does he have a soft spot for you?’ You couldn’t see his expression in the mirror due to the heavy helmet on his head.