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I want the red helmet

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This red helmet does look better than the other one. More importantly, this helmet is the one that Nadeshiko worked for most of the year to save enough money for the deposit - the one she showed me several times with a lot of anticipation - only to have her deposit returned to her by the seller when she finally saved enough money because it was sold out!
The helmet in my hand is obviously brand new, and it smells like it had just been opened. I can't help feeling that it's so nice to be rich.
After wearing the red helmet, I sit at the back of Kutsuji's motorcycle. Kutsuji is driving a modified Tiger T-REX. Although I prefer its brother in the same series, Tyrannosaurus, which is a very expensive motorcycle that appeared on my CatChat homepage from time to time.
Thinking of this, I feel like thanking my good friend Nadeshiko again. Thanks to her influence, I'm now familiar with most motorcycles on the market, even though the extent of my familiarity with them depends on her preferences because the information of motorcycles she likes will appear on my CatChat homepage more frequently.
However, this motorcycle is living up to its name right now.
I feel like I'm sitting on a tiger that is running and jumping around in the forest, and I feel really insecure without a safety belt! To not fly off, I hold onto Kutsuji's jacket as hard as I can. Moreover, even the slightest sound that seems like something is tearing makes me wary of whether his jacket is breaking!
How can someone who is riding a motorcycle through rows of high-rise buildings make it seem like they are riding a mountain bike in a hilly area?
During the bumpy ride, I begin to miss the sense of security I had in the back seat of Nadeshiko's motorcycle. I start thinking to myself that I swear this is the first and last time I get on a motorcycle Kutsuji is driving.
We still haven't arrived at our destination after a long ride, so I resist the dizziness caused by the powerful swaying and ask Kutsuji some questions.
[player]How much longer is this ride? Why aren't we there yet?!
Kutsuji stops next to the road, then he stops and turns to look at me.
[Kutsuji]Oh? I thought you were having a lot of fun behind me. I was thinking of taking you around for a few more laps.
[Kutsuji]What's wrong? Is this too much for you already?