"Interesting. Let's make a bet," Minamoto Wakasei chuckled, eyes fixed straight ahead as he slammed his foot down on the accelerator. "If Chu Zihang can blast us through three lines of defense all at once without killing a single person, you win. Otherwise, I won't even bother booking a hotel for you—we'll all be spending the night at the police station."
"Twenty-five seconds left," Sakura reminded them.
"No problem. A bet needs stakes. Let me think..." Caesar perked up. "The loser buys out the most luxurious host club in Tokyo and throws a wild party. Some local flavor—should be interesting."
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