Unconcerned about Michiru's whereabouts, you lean back in the kitchen chair and pick up the newspaper to read. The sports section is on top.

'Michiru is such a sweetheart,' you think to yourself with adoration for your mate.

As the day progresses, you do various things such as checking the oil in your motorcycle.

Around noon, you begin to worry about Michiru's whereabouts. Though it wasn't senshi business, you try to contact her via your watch to no avail.

"That's it! I'm looking for Michiru!"