Ural Silver Wolf

Amid the boundless sea of sand stood scattered clumps of trees—sand willows. Their occasional appearance injected a faint spark of life into the otherwise silent desert.

Bronya and Seele sat inside Garcia's armored vehicle, watching the scenery beyond the windows. Project Bunny 19C remained in its motorcycle form and had been placed on top of the vehicle.

It had to be said... after riding a motorcycle for so long, sitting in a proper vehicle seat felt amazing. They could even lie down! Although Project Bunny 19C could drive itself... long periods of riding were not very comfortable, especially with Seele, who was still an ordinary person.

Bronya did not sit with the five burly men. Instead, she held Seele and sat in the back. Garcia's modified vehicle was large. After all, aside from combat, they had to carry plenty of supplies, and fitting another dozen people inside would not have been a problem.

After idly watching the outside for a while, Bronya found herself in the middle of a desert region. Everywhere was a monotonous yellow. Aside from a few sand willows and cacti, there were no other plants at all. The vastness of the desert was exhausting, as though they would never be able to leave it. Especially now, near noon, with the sun hanging high overhead, it felt as if the desert itself were smoking beneath the heat.

"Miss Bronya, would you like some water?"

As Bronya held Seele and looked outside, Garcia held out a military canteen to her.

"Thank you! Bronya still has water!"

Bronya looked up at him, took out a cute little cup, and calmly declined. Though there was little room to be picky in this day and age, Bronya still did not want to drink something someone else had already drunk from—especially when...