"Ohh Daisuke-san has bought a Lamborghini Gallardo? What good taste!" Miyu-chan exclaimed. She had also seen the millennial pink car pass by, even while she was admiring Takashi sightseeing the falling snow.
'Women are always so attentive!' Haruki admired this feminine ability. Even though Jun was behind the wheel, Miyu knew Daisuke was the owner because of the pinkish painting. And in order not to think about the annoying couple riding in a convertible, he turned to the girl in search of some information about the game.
Haruki heard the screech of tires scraping the asphalt. And turned to look.
"Watch out!" Miyu-chan let out a shriek.
Jun had boldly drifted the car. The convertible spun on the runway, leaving the tire braking mark on the floor of the ship's deck, and causing its occupants to stick to the seats. The convertible stopped across the main avenue of the mini-city.
