The streamlined gray body of chrome, metal, and glass tore along the sleepy city racing the dawn. The fresh restart of the European machinery industry masterpiece breathed leather, class, wind, and freedom. In silence barely broken by the sound of the engine, Mercedes made the way to the country house. — I'm going to punish you, — those were Michiru's first words in the recent hours. Haruka didn't seem to be surprised: — O.K.