Chapter 100: Crimson Bunny Back on Town
Nobody stared at the future timeline file for a few more seconds. Then he slowly rubbed his forehead. "Toma really did this like a drama’s female lead style."
The system appeared.
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[CORRECT]
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Nobody nodded. "Disguises, sneaking, gathering evidence and risking her life like that.
The system remained silent.
Nobody suddenly grinned. "But I’m gonna do it my way."
The system immediately responded.
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[UNDERSTOOD]
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Nobody blinked. "You know what I mean?"
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[YES] (¬ᴗ ´¬ )
User intends to beat the
information out of the warehouse.
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Nobody snapped his fingers. "Bingo."
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[VIOLENCE DETECTED]
(˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵) Ahem..!
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"Justice detected."
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[ARGUMENT REJECTED]
(˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)But it’s not bad
to beat those bad guys either
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Night arrived....
Dark clouds covered the sky. The warehouse district looked even more suspicious than before.
Floodlights illuminated the fences. Security guards patrolled the area.
Cameras rotated continuously.
At the front gate two guards stood watch.
One yawned loudly. "Man...This shift sucks."
The other shrugged. "Stop complaining."
The first guard stretched. "Seriously though. Why does the boss make us guard information like this?"
The second guard scratched his chin. "No clue. But he pays well. So I don’t ask questions."
The first guard laughed. "Fair."
Then he smirked. "What if some lunatic suddenly shows up and beats us up?"
The other guard immediately laughed. "Ain’t no way something like that happens in real life."
CLENG!!
CLENG!!
Both guards instantly collapsed. Their eyes rolled backward.
A figure stood behind them holding two crowbars. The moonlight reflected from a crimson motorcycle helmet.
A long crimson biker coat fluttered behind him. It was Nobody. Or rather Crimson Bunny Biker.
He twirled both crowbars. Then looked directly at the audience. "Well..." He pointed dramatically. "Some things do happen."
The guards remained unconscious.
"Especially if a guy like me shows up." He adjusted the bunny helmet.
Then looked toward us, breaking the 4th wall. "Yo. Long time no see." He gave a thumbs up. "Don’t worry. You’re about to enjoy every last beating I give these bad guys."
The system appeared.
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[USER APPEARS EXCITED]
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"You’re dang right. The hunter is back, baby...!!"
VRRRRRRRMMMMMMMM!!
The motorcycle engine roared. Nobody jumped onto the bike. Then accelerated.
The guards were completely unconscious.
BOOOOOOOM!!
The front gate exploded open. Metal doors flew everywhere.
Alarm systems immediately activated.
WEEEOOOO!!
WEEEOOOO!!
WEEEOOOO!!
Nobody entered the warehouse compound like a crimson missile.
Security personnel immediately froze.
"What the hell?!"
"Who is that?!"
"A biker?!"
"A rabbit biker?!"
Nobody pointed dramatically. "Correct. Focus on the important details."
Several guards immediately reached for weapons.
Nobody looked toward the system. "System."
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[YES?]
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"I’m gonna use Fusion Crowbar."
The system instantly responded.
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[DENIED]
Current enemies too weak.
High-tier skill usage restricted.
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Nobody clicked his tongue. "Dang." Then nodded. "Technically fair. Too much cheat usage might create an inferiority complex."
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[USER DOES NOT POSSESS SHAME]
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"True."
Two crowbars appeared in his hands.
SHING!
SHING!
Nobody grinned. "Classic Crimson Bunny Biker style it is."
Deep inside the warehouse..guards and staff stood around a heavily protected room.
Massive safes, stacks of documents, money, computers, records. Everything important appeared to be inside.
Nobody immediately recognized it. "Jackpot."
Several guards noticed him. "THERE! STOP HIM!"
The room instantly became chaotic.
Weapons appeared. Pistols, batons, rifles. Even some panicking accountants somehow grabbed office chairs.
Nobody slowly walked forward. Then spread his arms. "Hellooooo." Nobody grinned. "Daddy’s home, babies."
The guards aimed their guns. The staff members collectively looked horrified.
One accountant nearly fainted. "What kind of criminal introduction is that?!"
Nobody looked offended. "I practiced that. Be respectful to your daddy before getting your as* kicked."
The guards opened fire.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
Bullets filled the air.
But Nobody moved. But tutorial stages had changed him completely with challenges and pains.
His body reacted instantly.
SWISH!
One bullet missed.
SWISH!
Second bullet missed.
SWISH!
Third bullet missed.
The guards stared. "What?!"
Nobody stepped sideways.
Another bullet approached.
CLANG!
His crowbar smashed it away. The bullet ricocheted into a wall.
The shooters froze. "HE HIT THE BULLET?!"
Nobody shrugged. "I had a really weird training program."
BANG!
More shots followed.
CLANG!
CLANG!
CLANG!
He smashed them away one after another.
One guard dropped his weapon. "Nope. I’m resigning."
Another grabbed him. "YOU CAN’T RESIGN MID-FIGHT!"
The guard pointed toward Nobody. "LOOK AT HIM!"
Nobody waved. "Hi."
"AAAAAAAAH!!" Both guards immediately screamed like chicks...
The warehouse erupted into chaos.
Nobody charged.
FLASH!
His enhanced body moved like a blur.
A guard swung a baton.
CLENG!
Nobody’s crowbar intercepted it. Then lightly tapped the man’s forehead.
BONK!
The guard collapsed instantly.
Another attacked.
BONK!
Another.
BONK!
Another.
BONK!
One particularly brave security officer charged.
Nobody paused. "...Respect."
Then bonked him too.
BONK!
The officer joined the growing pile.
"You have a brave heart but don’t try this at home...You might get smacked like this by your wife," Nobody said looking at the unconscious guard.
The system appeared.
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Guard Knockout Count:
17
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Nobody smiled. "Nice...17 down.."
A staff member pointed. "HE’S COUNTING?!"
Nobody pointed back. "It seems you’re jealous of them...."
Smack!
He smacked that guard too. "There you go. You’re knocked on adult number 18."
Several guards attempted to surround him. A tactical formation. It looked actually competent.
Nobody nodded approvingly. "Good teamwork."
The leader shouted. "TAKE HIM DOWN!"
The guards rushed simultaneously.
Nobody inhaled. Then activated Zigzag Teleportation.
FLASH!
Gone.
FLASH!
Appeared behind them.
FLASH!
Gone again.
FLASH!
Appeared above them. The guards spun in circles. "WHERE IS HE?! HE’S EVERYWHERE! IS HE A GHOST RABBIT!"
Nobody appeared on top of a stack of boxes. He crossed his arms. "That’s going on my business card."
The guards groaned.
Eventually Nobody reached the protected room. Massive steel doors blocked the entrance. Electronic locks covered the surface.
Security systems flashed red.
Nobody stared. Then looked at the crowbars. Then at the door. Then back at the crowbars.
The system appeared.
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[USER IS THINKING
SOMETHING FISHY]
(≖⩊≖)
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"Yep."
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[USER IS ABOUT TO DO SOMETHING STUPID]
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"Also yes." Nobody raised both crowbars. Then smiled. "Open sesame."
BOOOOOOOOM!!
The steel door exploded inward. Smoke filled the hallway.
Alarms screamed, papers flew everywhere. And inside Nobody finally saw it.
The evidence room, safes, money, files. Hard drives, records, everything. The exact location from the future timeline.
Nobody stepped inside slowly. The grin beneath his helmet widened. "Found you."
Somewhere far away....
Mr.Kuruda’s phone suddenly rang.
A security worker screamed through the speaker. "Sir! We have a problem!"
Kuruda frowned. "What happened?"
The terrified worker answered: "...A rabbit biker broke into the warehouse."
Kuruda blinked.
"...A what?"
