The car began moving as soon as the doors were locked.
The inside wasn't like a usual car, more like a van, but with the seats in a U-shape, so that all the young women could actually see each other. Ayame's bodyguard had gone to the front of the car, and was perhaps the one driving it. There was a strange silence in the space. It may have been an awkward silence, but Ayame and Rose were a little too... excited for that. The young woman with her bleached hair was looking at herself in a little pocket mirror, adjusting her cat eye with a kohl and an expert hand, considering the little bumps on the road. Sitting opposite of her, Rose was checking her nails in a similar fashion, visibly relaxed. Eden looked around. There were eight other girls inside, all Asian. Most were hiding their hands
