"Hello~ Could I get a ride?" A sweet voice rang out. Heath paused. He had thought he had reached his destination, but instead, he had run into someone looking for a ride.
His smart food truck's Autopilot was very powerful. It avoided obstacles and handled pedestrians according to the situation, and clearly, this time it had encountered someone flagging it down.
What pleased Heath most, though, was that this smart food truck never suffered brake failures or errors in judgment. It was extremely handy.
"Wow~ I've seen this plot before. Next, Trainer, you'll discover this girl is a nymphomaniac. Then you'll think you're a pervert who can take advantage of her, only to get squeezed dry until there's not a drop left. After that, you'll throw her out, and another pervert will set his sights on her," Zorua said enthusiastically.
Heath flicked Zorua on the forehead, his face expressionless. This creature with a head full of filthy nonsense was beyond saving. Who knew where Zorua had seen all this bizarre stuff?
Heath pushed open the door and saw a girl with long black hair peering curiously into the empty cab. Her outfit was very cute too, and Heath admitted that his thoughts had begun to wander a little.
"Are you the one looking for a ride? Where are you headed?" Heath looked around and saw no one else. It probably wasn't a honey trap.
"Ah, hello. I want to go to Victory Road, but I got lost." The girl smiled sheepishly. Heath made a sound of understanding. No wonder she was trying to catch a ride here. Since she was such a cute girl, he agreed to give her a lift.
"Nymphomaniac!" Zorua shouted excitedly as soon as the girl got in, earning a death glare from Heath.
The girl