They arrived at the car dealership just past noon.
The glass doors slid open as Haruki and Kyouko stepped inside, hand in hand.
Haruki gave a polite nod to one of the suited staff near the entrance—
And subtly signaled the manager not to say anything unnecessary about him.
This branch, after all, was part of Yamashita Corporation.
The manager, recognizing Haruki instantly, gave the slightest bow of understanding—then stepped back to allow them space.
Kyouko didn't notice.
Her eyes were already wandering the sleek showroom—curious, quietly fascinated.
Rows of polished cars glistened under the ceiling lights, each one spotless and inviting.
She walked slowly, her soft steps echoing faintly on the clean tile floor.
Haruki followed a few steps behind, smiling at how her eyes sparkled as she examined everything—
Like a child in a candy store, but with the grace of a woman who carried herself like nobility.
"Which one do you think is good?" he asked.
