Fang played with a model car in an absent-minded manner. It was one of the seventeen gifts from Ren. It was an exceptionally well-made miniature model of a sports car from a leading car company of Lake Country, but Fang hadn't seen this particular type before. He had even looked it up on the internet, but in vain.
He wondered idly if he should ask Ren. Would Ren think that he was being rude...?
"Fang, are you ready yet?" Ren's voice broke into his thoughts.
Fang put down the model car hurriedly and moved to the door.
"So, you like the car model?" Ren asked cheerfully, wheeling himself in.
Fang nodded.
"It's a prototype," Ren told him. "It'll be out next year."
Fang froze.
Ren laughed at his expression. "What? Did you think I would give you just a toy car? You'll get one of the first units when it's released next year. Keep that model safely; it's the token for the actual car. We'll collect it after your eighteenth birthday as soon as you get your driving license."
