It was a new day and the first streak of sunlight began to seep from behind the clouds.
A single bus was zooming through the highway, not an ordinary bus but an armored vehicle that belonged to the military rather than an academy. No vehicles could be seen across the entire highway, there was only this one bus.
Soon, the armored bus passed a warning sign.
'Warning! Only military personnel and Hybrid Association members allowed!'
Even then, the driver stepped on the gas and went past the sign.
It had been three whole days since departure and now the bus was nearing its destination.
"Can you like... stop touching me?"
"And why should I stop?"
"I don't know—maybe because the driver kept checking on us from the rearview mirror?"
"Let him watch, we're not doing anything perverted anyway. Or are we?"