"The fans want a cooking video," Michiru said, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Haruka sighed, leaning back in her chair. "I can outrun a planetary collapse, Michiru, but I cannot flip an omelet on camera. The wind doesn't work that way."

The city of Tokyo gleamed in the background of Haruka Tenou’s high-rise apartment, but the real glow came from the ring light reflected in her sharp, turquoise eyes. To the world, she was a world-class racer and a guardian of the solar system. To her two million subscribers, she was simply Tweetney—the internet’s most enigmatic "Vlog-and-Drive" creator.

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Michiru often joked that Haruka was the only creator whose "unboxing" videos involved ancient talismans and whose "outfit of the day" usually cost more than a small house. But for Haruka, the channel was a way to connect with the world she was sworn to protect. It gave the distant Sailor Uranus a human face—even if that face was usually behind a pair of designer sunglasses.