Takashi and Miho peered out of their respective tanks, binoculars in hand. They both took a moment to survey the battlefield as it raged on. It was a match between two compound teams: Pravda and Kuromorimine, versus Saunders and St. Gloriana. It would be a great match, yes but the winner was quite obvious. Even though they were spectators, it was still great practice to assess the battle from afar and make predictions.

It had been several months since Takashi's injury, his wounds healed up nicely and he was back to it. A large scar on his right shoulder and a thin horizontal strip of white hair on the left side of his head remained (some of his hair was singed off by pieces of burning debris).

His beloved Tiger I arrived from overseas, making a powerful addition to Ooarai's arsenal. As for the crew, he had some friends from Germany who mentioned wanting to move Japan to further pursue Tankery. So he contacted them and put through transfers for them to Ooarai. His gunner was Astrid, his cousin Natalia was his driver, his loader was his friend, Erik, and his supremely loquacious friend, Natascha was the radio operator.

A few minutes later…

The battle continued on; this was a slugfest. Waves upon waves of tanks were knocked out. There was no end in sight. It went on for so long, yet out of nowhere it ended; Maho's Tiger took out Kay's flag tank from 2000m away.

Miho and Takashi sat in the grass for awhile with their crews, talking about the details of the match. Takashi's was reading a map when he felt a tug on his arm from Miho. She then led him behind the Tiger, away from prying eyes.

"Since we're going to move in together soon, we should practice this more often", she whispered into Takashi ear.

She began to kiss him fervently and wrapped her arms around him quickly. Too quickly. He cringed in pain, leaning against the tank. She had touched the scar on his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry I hurt you! Please forgive me."

"Just be more careful, please."

His voice was stern but he couldn't stay mad at her. It took a few moments for him to regain his composure.

"Okay. Lets try this again."

He walked up to his girlfriend and locked eyes with her. Miho's heart skipped a beat as he approached her. They began to kiss with great intensity, his hands sliding down to her amazing ass. She yelped with pleasure as he smacked it, feeling herself getting wetter by the moment.

Meanwhile…

'They've been gone for awhile. Maybe I should go check on them', Yukari thought. "Where have y- ? Whoa!"

Yukari say both of them making out intensely, their hands exploring one another's bodies. They both stopped once they heard her scream, looking flustered and embarrassed. The three of them walked back to their mates without saying a word. Yukari was quite upset although she didn't show it.

That should be me with Miho, not him. Perhaps I need to...make some changes to this situation, she thought.