Teaching Noheme how to drive

Here she was, in the famous Motor City once more. Last time she was here, she saved the whole greasy place from a killer machine that had killed 4500 lives and would have continued if she did not step in. And now she was meant to be examined on how well she can drive because of some stupid licence. The moon goddess was truly astounded by humans and their idiotic systems sometimes. With a sigh of great annoyance, she would enter the building where she was meant to be, her gigantic magical presence quickly informing everyone inside that she had indeed arrived. It was probably not every day that your regular S-ranked mage would be doing something like this. Oh well, there was really no way around it.

So the sooner it would be done, the better. Adjusting the tattered piece of cloak that was covering most of her figure, the fox girl moved her gaze all over the place. And then she spotted him. A relatively normal looking guy who was meant to be her instructor. Noheme's threatening presence loomed over his tiny frame as he waved his hand awkwardly, sweating already. He was bored to hell from this job, but this was something way out of his league. Even he wanted this to be over as soon as possible, quickly leading the female to the testing car and getting to the passenger's seat. The goddess followed and seated herself as well, looking all over the machines. There were many buttons and different handles, nothing that she would recognize. Noticing this along with the annoyed and threatening gaze she was throwing at everything, the instructor quickly started pointing at things and even starting the car itself for the girl.

Yes, he was meant to be harsh and not forgiving... but there was a good chance that he would get into way more trouble if the whole station would just explode with venom because he mad a god mad. And just like that, the learning process started. And oh boy, was it a rough one! It was painfully obvious that the girl never even sat in a car, much less attempted to drive it. But eventually, after enough faults and fails, they would start moving properly on the road instead of just blocking traffic. And just like that, the man would let out a sigh of relief. The moon goddess was too concentrated on trying to make everything work as well, so he was free from her usual gaze of death and agony. He eventually even started talking on his own, nonsense after nonsense. She paid no attention to him at all.

Minutes would fly by and eventually, they got back to the station without actually crashing once. But even then, the instructor should probably deny the girl her licence for now with how she performed at the start. Of course, that thought shifted around completely the moment he laid his eyes at her figure once again, as she looked like she could just slaughter him at any moment. Was this really the hero that saved them all? She looked more like a villain that should be capture. Well, she had her reasons for being that way right now. Not that it mattered in the slightest, she had her licence and that was all she needed. The station was left alone with no casualties on that day.

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