The truck was now overloaded with spare parts from the robots so there was no longer room for anyone to ride back there, so Kichiku and Douji had to squeeze into the front seat with Shuurikou. As for Hidariude and Keisei, they were riding the freshly fueled motorcycle. They found it very enjoyable and freeing to be speeding down the highway, the wind in their hair. Hidariude was driving in front with Keisei holding on behind him, and there was something about holding onto her man that felt very comforting to her. She could ride like this forever, though it would have been even better if they weren’t stuck following Shuurikou’s truck, smelling his fumes, and worst of all, not being able to go top speed.