Marcus handed over paperwork with the care of soone completing a sacred transaction.
"Great, thank you."
With the transaction complete, Noah and Ethan stepped out of TechnoWorld into the mall’s bustling corridor.
nearly eighteen thousand dollars later, and we’re walking away empty-handed. Tomorrow’s going to be interesting.
Noah turned toward his cousin with satisfaction radiating from his expression, then reached out to ruffle Ethan’s carefully styled hair.
"I bought a PC alongside you," he grinned, ignoring Ethan’s protests about his disrupted hairstyle.
"You better be good at gas and carry . Otherwise..."
The threat was more playful than serious, but Ethan still responded with confidence.
"Don’t worry about that, big brother Noah."
"I got you covered in that regard. I will sweat in your lobbies, but don’t bla if you are accused of being boosted."
"Hahaha, good."
The afternoon’s shopping expedition was reaching its natural conclusion, but Noah’s ntal checklist remained incomplete.
His phone displayed the ti.
I need to head to the car dealership. They aren’t going to remain open forever.
"Alright, let’s go. Ti for you to head ho."
"You’ve got study work to do. And make sure you give those gifts to Aunty and Uncle."
Ethan nodded.
"Thank you, Noah. I won’t forget what you’ve done for ."
Kid’s getting emotional. Ti to deflect before this becos a full-blown hallmark mont.
"So what are you eating for lunch?"
The taxi ride to Ethan’s house passed in comfortable silence, both passengers processing the day’s unexpected developnts.
When they pulled up to the familiar suburban driveway, Ethan gathered his shopping bags.
"See you soon, big brother," he called as the taxi pulled away.
"See you!" Noah waved softly from the window.
Big brother. That’s going to stick, isn’t it?
"Car dealership, please," Noah told the driver, settling back for the next phase of his upgrade campaign.
Five minutes into the journey, his phone erupted with his ringtone.
Aunt i is right on schedule. She had already investigated the kid. Kid must have walked through the door, before being bombarded with questions.
Noah sighed with wry resignation before accepting the inevitable conversation.
"Hello, Aunty."
"NOAH!"
Aunt i’s voice practically burst through the speaker with the force of maternal curiosity unleashed.
"Ethan just walked in looking like he stepped out of a magazine! And these shopping bags! What have you been doing?"
"Just so shopping—"
"Shopping? Just so shopping?"
"These clothes have designer labels! And this receipt—Noah, this receipt has more numbers than my mortgage paynt!"
"Aunty, business has been really good lately—"
"What business? Last month you were eating ran for breakfast! Now you’re buying clothes that cost more than my car paynt? Noah what is happening? Promise that you aren’t doing anything illegal!"
Noah sighed.
Does selling items to demons count as illegal? I dont think so? Right?
"Auntie, I promise you that i’ve not doing anything illegal."
The interrogation was reaching critical intensity. Noah could practically hear her radar spinning at maximum velocity, detecting every inconsistency in his carefully constructed explanations.
Ti for the classical escape option.
"Aunty, I’m actually in the middle of another important eting right now—"
Before she could ask what the eting was, Noah answered before her.
"Business eting! Very important! Gotta go! Love you!"
Click.
Noah ended the call imdiately. Then, imdiately switched his phone to silent mode.
Aunt i’s going to call back. Unfortunately, my phone will remain on mute. Sorry Auntie.
The car dealership appeared ahead, its rows of gleaming vehicles making him excited.
So problems were more pleasant than others.
But they were still problems.
...
Noah walked inside the dealership with his heart beating faster every second. He was going to make one of his dreams true in this large, car infested dealership.
Most of the workers were busy, so on the phone to custors whilst others seated with clients.
Noah didn’t mind that and walked around the dealership.
It’s good that they are busy, it gives more ti to explore everything and find the beauty im looking for.
As he explored the dealership, a large variety of cars were spotted by him. Whether it was large luxurious SUV’s, or small hatchback cars, even the new hybrid electric cars were there.
Pretty cool stuff over here.
After a few minutes of walking around, checking out different cars, he spotted what he ca for.
Beautiful. As always...
There it was.
The GT-R sat like a predator among prey—sculpted lines that spoke of raw horse power barely contained within elegant engineering. Twin turbo V6, all-wheel drive system, and acceleration that could redefine reality in under two point nine seconds. Noah had watched countless street racing videos featuring this exact model, morizing every specification like scripture.
The Japanese engineering perfection. The stuff of midnight Tokyo dreams.
As he admired the beauty, reading through the information, a salesman approached with a smile on his face. Noah didn’t seem to spot him until he spoke.
"Beautiful machine, isn’t it?" He gestured toward the GT-R with obvious pride.
Noah nodded. "Very, beautiful."
"My na’s jack greal, nice to et you, mr..."
"Noah,"
"Mr. Noah, are you interested in the GT-R? If you would like we can discuss its specifications, whether it would suit your needs and things like that."
Noah nodded. "I’m interested."
"Great! Would you like to follow to my desk? Also, would you like so coffee? Tea?"
Noah accepted his gesture.
"Coffee please, thank you."
...
Seated on the desk with Jack, they had gone through the whole process.
"I would like to buy it."
"Great! We can discuss financing options that make ownership surprisingly accessible."
"Actually, I’ll be paying in cash."
The salesman’s expression froze mid-pitch.
His brain visibly recalibrated, processing information that defied his usual routine.
Rarely did anyone co to the dealership to buy a car at full price...in cash. Most co to finance them, especially the younger generation.
"Cash? Sir, the MSRP of this particular model is $103,540."
Noah watched the shocked expression on the man’s face as he pulled out the card, ready to pay.
"I know."
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