Chapter 152: Hands Up
The city lights stretched across the horizon like a sea of stars. The roads were quieter than usual. Most people had already returned home after a long day of work, while the night shift slowly took over.
High above the streets, a crimson motorcycle shot across an elevated highway. The engine purred smoothly as the rider leaned into a gentle curve. The crimson bunny helmet reflected the passing streetlights.
Nobody smiled beneath the visor.
The cool night breeze rushed past him. "...Now this is relaxing."
A familiar blue window appeared beside him.
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[System Window]
Good evening, User.
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Nobody laughed.
"Yo, System."
"Ready for another night shift?"
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Always.
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Nobody accelerated slightly. "So...Today’s goal." He raised one finger. "We rescue at least three people."
The System answered immediately.
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Reasonable objective.
The User also needs sleep.
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Nobody chuckled. "Exactly. I’ve been running around every night. Even heroes need proper sleep. But I do feel super recharged by that potion."
The System displayed another notification.
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Estimated Risk Window
Current Targets
Maximum Estimated Risk Time:
6 Days
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Nobody nodded. "So we don’t have to save everyone tonight. That means...I can hunt down a lot more kidnappers after tonight." He smiled. "So there’s no reason to destroy my sleep schedule."
The System remained silent for a second before replying.
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Healthy decision acknowledged.
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Nobody laughed. "I never thought I’d hear praise from you." The city skyline opened before him. "So...Where to next? System. What’s our destination?"
Immediately, a holographic map expanded in front of the motorcycle. A glowing route traced itself across the streets.
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Destination Selected
West Brook District
Distance:
8.4 Kilometers
Estimated Arrival:
5 Minutes
Navigation Skill Activated.
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The motorcycle’s display lit up. A blue guiding line appeared on the road ahead.
Nobody whistled. "My bike basically has magical GPS."
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Correction
Navigation Assistance Skill.
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"Same thing." He leaned forward.
The motorcycle accelerated smoothly through the nearly empty streets. Traffic lights reflected across the polished fuel tank. Cars politely moved aside as the crimson motorcycle passed.
Nobody enjoyed every second of the ride. "So...What are the names? The three people we’re rescuing."
The System answered.
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Potential Victims
Issebella Moonlissa Rian
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Nobody repeated each name.
"Issebella..."
"Moonlissa..."
"Rian..."
"Hmmm..." He nodded firmly. "Let’s save Issebella first."
The motorcycle roared softly as he entered a long coastal road. The moon reflected beautifully across the river. There wasn’t another vehicle in sight.
Nobody smiled mischievously. "You know...I’m getting a little bored."
The System remained silent.
"I’ve been acting all serious lately. I need some entertainment." He loosened his shoulders. "...Let’s do a tiny stunt."
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Reminder
Please prioritize safety.
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"I know. I’m not going overboard."
Nobody briefly lifted both hands from the handlebars while the motorcycle’s balance-assist skill kept the bike stable for a moment on the straight, empty road. "Woooo!"
He quickly returned both hands to the handlebars. "There. Happy?"
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Acceptable.
Please keep both hands on the handlebars.
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Nobody burst into laughter. "You really sound like a driving instructor."
The music player inside the helmet automatically began playing one of his favorite upbeat songs.
Nobody immediately started humming along.
"Dance all the night..."
He lightly tapped one hand against the fuel tank in rhythm while maintaining control of the motorcycle.
"Doing little hands up..."
"On the floor..."
"On the floor..."
"La la la la la la la..."
He laughed at himself. "I don’t even know all the lyrics."
The System suddenly chimed.
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Music Quality Analysis
Pitch Accuracy:
Questionable.
Enthusiasm:
100%.
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Nobody almost laughed so hard that he had to slow down slightly. "Questionable? Come on! I’m putting my heart into this."
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That was already considered.
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"Oh...So you’re making jokes now?"
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Learning from prolonged interaction.
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Nobody grinned beneath the bunny helmet. "I knew it. You’re starting to vibe."
The System paused for a moment.
Then another message appeared.
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...Perhaps.
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Nobody pointed ahead dramatically. "See? I knew you were enjoying the song."
"Dance all the night..."
"Put your hands up...little more..."
He chuckled and shook his head. "If anyone could hear me right now...They’d probably think the Bunny Vigilante lost his mind."
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Probability: 97.4%
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"Hey!"
The motorcycle sped along the riverside highway. The cool air, the quiet roads and the glowing skyline made the city seem almost peaceful.
For a few minutes...
There were no emergencies, no alarms and no battles.
Just a rider enjoying the open road with an unlikely companion—the sarcastic System that had somehow become part of his nightly routine.
Eventually, the navigation line began flashing.
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Destination Nearby
300 Meters Remaining.
Reduce Speed.
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Nobody straightened his posture. "Alright. Fun time’s over."
His playful expression faded into one of quiet determination.
He slowed the motorcycle and followed the glowing route into a quieter neighborhood lined with warehouses, small factories, and old apartment buildings.
Streetlights flickered overhead. The cheerful atmosphere from moments earlier disappeared.
Nobody looked around carefully. "This must be the place."
The System generated one final window.
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Target
Name: Issebella
Estimated Age: 14
Current Status:
Location Confirmed.
Further information unavailable.
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Nobody switched off the motorcycle and let the engine fall silent.
He removed one glove and rested his hand on the fuel tank. "Hang in there, Issebella. We’re here."
He looked toward the dark streets ahead. "Let’s make sure you get home safely."
With that, the Crimson Bunny stepped away from his bike and disappeared into the shadows, beginning the next rescue mission.
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The crimson motorcycle rolled to a quiet stop several buildings away from the abandoned warehouse.
Nobody switched off the engine.
Silence settled over the industrial district. Only the distant hum of machinery and the occasional barking of stray dogs disturbed the night.
He looked up at the old warehouse.
Most of the windows had been boarded shut. A single light leaked through a crack near the second floor.
"...This must be it."
The System projected a small window.
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Target Proximity
Estimated Distance to Issebella:
Approximately 60 meters.
Threat Level:
Medium.
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Nobody nodded.
Instead of climbing onto the roof like before...He walked straight toward the front entrance. His footsteps echoed across the empty concrete yard. He wasn’t trying to hide.
Two men standing outside the warehouse noticed him almost immediately. "Hey!"
One of them frowned. "Who are you?"
Nobody didn’t answer. His gaze drifted past them toward the warehouse.
The other man laughed. "Forget him. Did you see today’s girl?"
The first man smirked. "Yeah."
"She’s going to make us a fortune once her parents pay as we kidnapped her." He lowered his voice. "And after that..." His grin became unsettling. "We’ll do whatever we want."
The second man burst into laughter. "You bet."
For a moment...Everything became quiet.
Nobody slowly lowered his head. The crimson visor hid his expression. Inside his mind, a surge of anger rose. In his mind he said,"Bloody...Motherfu*kers!!! How can anyone casually say something like that? I will kill you 8 generations fu*king bastards!!!" His grip tightened until his gloves creaked.
The System chimed.
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Emotional State Detected
Anger Level:
High.
[System Window]
But I even agree with the user this time.
This criminals deserve death
(ㆆࡇㆆ")
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Nobody took a slow breath. "...I know. I’ll fu*king kill them. He kept his eyes on the warehouse. "But now the priority is Issebella."
Another message appeared.
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Objective Reminder
Primary Mission:
Rescue Issebella safely.
Ensure civilian protection.
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Nobody’s breathing steadied. "Right. I’ll make sure every victim gets home." His voice became calm again. "And these people..."
He looked directly at the two men. "...will answer for what they’ve done."
The guards exchanged confused looks. "What are you staring at? You got a death wish?"
Nobody took one step forward. The atmosphere around him changed.
Neither guard could explain it. An instinctive chill ran down their spines.
For the first time that night...They felt afraid.
The System quietly updated the mission.
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Mission Progress
Rescue Issebella.
Authorities have been anonymously alerted.
Priority remains:
Protect the victim.
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Nobody glanced once toward the warehouse doors. "Issebella...I’m here."
The rescue had begun.
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A cold wind swept across the empty warehouse yard.
The two guards exchanged uneasy glances. For some reason, the stranger in the crimson bunny helmet wasn’t saying a word. That silence made them even more nervous.
One of them forced a laugh. "What? Cat got your tongue?"
Nobody remained still. His eyes were fixed on the warehouse behind them. In his mind he said,"Issebella is inside. Focus. Get her out first."
The System quietly appeared in the corner of his vision.
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Target Scan
Life Signs Detected:
7 Adults
1 Child
Target Status:
Alive
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Nobody let out a slow breath. "Good. As long as she’s safe...there’s still time."
The guard took a cautious step forward. "Hey! I’m talking to you!"
Nobody finally spoke. "I’m only going to ask once." His calm voice echoed through the yard. "Where is the child?"
The two men looked at each other before bursting into laughter. "A child? What child? You’ve got the wrong place."
Nobody tilted his head slightly. "The wrong place?" He glanced toward the old warehouse. "The frightened heartbeat coming from inside says otherwise."
The laughter faded. For a split second, neither guard knew how to respond. One quietly reached for the radio clipped to his belt.
Nobody noticed the movement immediately.
The System flashed a warning.
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Alert
Communication Device Detected.
Probability of Reinforcements:
High
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Nobody nodded almost imperceptibly. "So that’s your plan." He shifted his stance, keeping his attention on the warehouse entrance.
Every passing second mattered. Somewhere inside, Issebella was still waiting.
And Nobody had no intention of leaving without finding her.