Night had swallowed the city whole.
The Crimson Bunny Biker (Mr.Nobody) sped through the empty streets like a streak of red lightning, his bike roaring beneath him as cold wind tore past his helmet. Behind him, five black vehicles chased in tight formation, engines snarling like hunting beasts.
Inside them were armed mafias and paid fighters, their guns pointed toward him through open windows.
"Fire Fire! Kill that bunny bastard!"
"Dhish....Dhis....."
Mr.Nobody tightened his grip on the handlebars.
"Why the hell are there so many of them now?"
He glanced into the mirror.
Far behind those five cars, five more vehicles were racing after him.
Gunfire erupted.
Bullets rained toward him in sharp flashes, but none reached their mark. A transparent blue barrier was covering around his bike, absorbing every shot.
(The Emergency Force Field is Active)
The system had saved him again.
Earlier that day, at 4 p.m., Mr.Nobody had been walking home from work when he opened the system window.
"Can I use those sixty points for something useful?"
The screen responded instantly.
[System Notification: User may upgrade items.]
His eyes widened.
"For real?!"
A new interface appeared before him, displaying three items:
Bunny Helmet
Black Blazer
Crimson Bike
He selected the helmet first and spent twenty points.
[Bunny Helmet Rank Up: B → A]
[New Skill Acquired: Bullet Reflect]
Reflect bullets: 7 times
Bullet dodge capacity: 100 times
"Holly wow," he muttered. "If Rank A gives this much, what does Rank S even do?"
Next, he spent ten points on the blazer.
[Defence Increased by 20%]
Finally, he used the remaining thirty points on the bike.
[Crimson Bike Rank Up: B → A]
[New Skill Acquired: Emergency Force Field]
The description followed:
Emergency Force Field may be activated 20 times. Each ride consumes one charge. Effect lasts until the engine of the bike stops.
Mr.Nobody had grinned.
Now, speeding through bullets in the dead of night, he understood just how useful that upgrade truly was.
Hours later, the system had led him to a bar hidden deep in the industrial district.
Inside, loud party music blasted through smoke-filled air.
At the center sat a bald man with a thick beard and mustache, surrounded by girls and gangsters.
Frank Costaillo.
More criminals entered carrying kidnapped girls whose mouths were bound shut.
"Check the drugs on them," one thug ordered.
A crying girl was forced down as an injection was pushed into her arm. Tears streamed down her face as consciousness faded from her eyes.
Another girl struggled wildly.
When her mouthfold was removed, she screamed:
"Someone please save me!"
Then...
CRASH!!
The front doors exploded inward.
Wine bottles shattered across the floor into pieces of glasses.
A roaring engine echoed through the bar.
A shadow emerged through the smoke.
Red eyes glowed beneath a pink bunny helmet.
It was the Crimson Bunny Biker doing his aura farming.
He stepped off the bike slowly, cracking his neck with one hand.
His voice was cold.
"System. Is this the place?"
[Target destination reached]
[Mission: Defeat gangster Frank Costaillo]
The system displayed Frank's face.
Mr.Nobody looked toward the bald man and pointed his crowbar.
"Where's the baldy boss I'm supposed to kick?"
Frank shouted instantly:
"Kill him!"
Gunfire erupted from all sides.
But Mr.Nobody spun forward, activating Crowbar Swinger.
Twenty crowbars flashed through the air in rapid arcs, smashing bullets aside before they could touch him.
Then he drew a second crowbar.
This one gleamed with a sharpened blade edge.
He stared at it in delight.
"Damn. That free upgrade was worth it."
He rushed forward.
Chaos exploded.
Kick.
Punch.
Smash.
Slash.
His body moved like a machine built for fighting only.
The thugs were aiming at Nobody to fire bullet.
Nobody with a precise and high-speed moved and slashed their fingers and hands with his sharp edged crowbar.
Weapons flew.
Men dropped screaming.
"Who the fu** is he?!" one gangster shouted in terror.
From the corner, the surviving girl stared in shock.
To her, he looked less like a man and more like a nightmare sent to punish evil.
Then Joseph stepped forward.
Frank's strongest fighter.
A katana master.
Their weapons clashed in sparks.
Joseph attacked with speed and precision, each strike deadly.
Mr.Nobody dodged narrowly, though one slash cut his hand.
[Minor Healing Activated.]
The wound closed instantly.
Joseph's eyes widened.
Their battle intensified until finally....
One brutal strike!
Mr.Nobody drove Joseph's own katana into his chest.
Across the room, Frank grabbed his phone with trembling hands.
"Come right now! Everyone's dead! Joseph is the only one left fighting this bastard who broke into the bar!"
Suddenly, the phone was snatched away.
Mr.Nobody held it to his helmet.
"Hello, baldie. Ha... ha... ha."
The voice on the other end shouted:
"What?!"
Frank turned—
And saw Joseph dead on the floor.
His katana was buried in his own chest.
Frank collapsed to his knees.
"Spare me! What do you want? Money? Girls? Power?"
Mr.Nobody stepped closer.
His red eyes burned.
"Justice by slicing your head assh***"
One slash.
Frank Costaillo's head fell.
Silence.
Mr.Nobody turned toward the frightened girl hiding in the corner.
"Are you fine?"
She looked up, trembling.
"Who are you, mister?"
The question felt strangely familiar.
Once, Toma had asked him the same question.
Then, his answer was, "I'm probably Mr.Nobody."
Now he stood taller.
Same question. But now the answer is….
"I... am the Crimson Bunny Biker."
He paused dramatically.
"The guy who kicks bad guys' asses."
The girl blinked.
Then smiled through tears.
Later, he dropped her safely in front of a police station.
Before leaving, he said:
"Hey, little sis. Don't tell them anything about me."
She nodded and placed a finger over her lips.
"Okay. Shhhh."
But as he rode back onto the road, headlights appeared behind him.
Then more.
Then dozens.
Black vehicles flooded the road.
Mr.Nobody's eyes widened.
"What the hell now?"
The system flashed urgently:
[Warning: Tony Pacino, partner of Frank Costaillo, is pursuing the user.]
Mr.Nobody twisted the throttle.
The bike roared louder.
And the chase beyond midnight began.