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The car glides along the serpentine road, dashboard lights painting the cabin in a muted, amber glow. Beyond the windows, the sky bleeds into deep violet, stars flung like scattered silver across the expanse. Suma's head is a dead weight on Makio's shoulder, her breaths soft and rhythmic. Makio's eyelids lift and fall, a stubborn battle against exhaustion. Hinatsuru watches the passing shadows, her reflection a portrait of tranquil contentment. Tengen stretches, his knuckles pale where they grip the wheel, then turns just enough to catch your eye in the mirror. A lazy, knowing smirk tugs at his mouth. "So, do you four want to give in to sleep already, or should we drive on until morning?" Hinatsuru giggles under her breath. "Could we stop at a hotel, Tengen? They're already fading." Her g…