Supreme Casanova: Ultimate Harem System

Chapter 125 Fall! FALL!

Hugo's legs were screaming at him, his muscles burning as he pedaled furiously on his clunky, rented bicycle.

Every rotation of the chain sounded like an ancient door creaking open, and the bike itself rattled so much it felt like it might shake apart beneath him.

"This bike!" Hugo grumbled, glaring down at the offending piece of junk as he pushed harder on the pedals.

"This thing was probably built in the Stone Age! How is it even still holding together? Meanwhile, Lisa's over there riding a bike that looks like it was handcrafted by NASA!"

He glanced ahead, his eyes narrowing as he spotted Lisa's sleek, aerodynamic frame zipping gracefully down the track.

Her bike seemed to glide effortlessly over every bump and crack, as if the potholes simply didn't exist for her.

"Oh sure, Lisa," Hugo muttered to himself, "just ride your fancy two-wheeled chariot of perfection. Meanwhile, I'm here on the 'bike of doom,' rattling my way to an early grave. This is fine. Totally fine."

Up ahead, the track twisted into a sharp turn—a turn Hugo had been dreading since the race began.

The uneven asphalt was littered with potholes, some small enough to barely notice, others big enough to swallow a bike tire whole.

The memory of his earlier crash replayed in his mind, and he shuddered.

'Okay, Hugo. This is it. Don't mess this up again. Falling here would literally mean death. The System would probably laugh before deleting me.'

He narrowed his eyes, focusing as hard as he could. Every pothole, every crack in the asphalt, felt like it was staring back at him, daring him to make one wrong move.

"Alright, stay calm," he muttered. "Left… right… avoid that one… don't die…"

As he reached the worst section of the turn, Hugo activated his Aura of Zen.

A strange, calming sensation washed over him, dulling the noise of his racing thoughts and sharpening his focus.

For a few precious seconds, he was in the zone, his movements smooth and precise.

He weaved through the treacherous section of the turn like a pro, narrowly avoiding disaster at every twist and bump.

By the time he reached the other side, his heart was pounding, but his bike was still upright.

"Yes!" he cheered, a victorious grin spreading across his face. "Take that, potholes! Not today!"

But there was no time to celebrate. The moment the turn was behind him, he had to pedal like his life depended on it—because, technically, it did.

Up ahead, Lisa was still in the lead, her back straight and her pedalling flawless.

The gap between them hadn't widened, which was a tiny win for Hugo, but it hadn't shrunk either. She was still far enough ahead that catching up felt impossible.

"This is hopeless," Hugo groaned, but he didn't stop. His legs moved on autopilot, churning furiously as his lungs burned.

Just as he was about to give up hope, he saw it—a bump in the road right in Lisa's path.

She didn't notice it in time. Her bike hit the bump, and for a split second, her front wheel wobbled dangerously.

Hugo's eyes widened, his heart skipping a beat.

'Is she—? Could she—?'

"Fall! FALL!" Hugo shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing across the track.

His mind filled with ridiculous, desperate thoughts. Just a little slip! A small crash! Nothing serious—just enough for me to catch up! Come on, universe, throw me a bone here!

But Lisa, being Lisa, recovered almost instantly. She straightened out her bike, steadied herself, and kept going as if nothing had happened.

She barely lost any speed in the process!

Hugo groaned so loudly it sounded like he was in physical pain. 'Are you kidding me?! Of course, she saves it! Because she's perfect, and the universe loves her! This is so unfair!'

Still, the bump had worked in his favour—sort of. The gap between them was a little smaller now, and Hugo could almost convince himself he was making progress.

"Alright, Hugo," he muttered under his breath, trying to pep himself up. "You're not out of this yet. Just keep going. You can still—"

Creak!

A loud, ominous creak cut him off. It came from his bike, and it sounded like something about to fall apart.

"Oh no," Hugo whispered, glancing down in horror. The chain rattled, the pedals wobbled, and the whole bike seemed to groan under his weight. "Don't you dare. Don't you dare quit on me now!"

The bike didn't quit—not yet—but it made its displeasure known with every turn of the wheels.

Hugo's focus snapped back to Lisa, who was still gliding ahead of him like she was in a casual Sunday ride. Her ponytail swung back and forth, taunting him with every perfect motion."You think you're so great, don't you?" Hugo muttered, glaring at her back. "Well, guess what, Lisa? I'm not giving up! You hear me?! I'm—"

Before he could finish, the track sloped downward slightly, giving both riders a burst of speed. Hugo's bike rattled so violently it felt like it might launch him into orbit.

"AHHHH!" he screamed, clinging to the handlebars for dear life. "Why is this happening? Why does everything hate me?!"

The finish line for the first lap was coming up fast, but Lisa showed no signs of slowing down. Hugo gritted his teeth, forcing himself to push harder.

His legs felt like jelly, his lungs were on fire, and his entire body screamed for him to stop, but he refused to give up.

"Come on," he muttered through clenched teeth. "Just a little more… just a little—"

Lisa crossed the line first, her victory lap already beginning. Hugo followed seconds later, wheezing like an old vacuum cleaner.

But just as he crossed the line, his bike made the worst sound yet—a loud, metallic CLUNK.

The handlebars wobbled violently, and the entire frame shuddered like it was about to collapse.

"Oh, come on!" Hugo yelled, his voice full of frustration and panic. "What now?!"

Lisa, now pedalling ahead with a smug grin, turned to glance back at him. "Having trouble back there, babe?"

Hugo glared at her, his hands white-knuckled on the handlebars. "Don't… even… start."

But deep down, he knew the second lap was going to be even harder. His bike was falling apart, his energy was almost gone, and Lisa was still annoyingly perfect.

Still, Hugo wasn't about to quit. Not yet. Not until the race was over—and maybe not even then.

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