[FTA|s3_13.1: Part 53.1] Some Kind of Blue-Green
Nikko, Tochigi, Japan.

"A good Information Broker always keeps up to date with their data. Unfortunately, when the only data that exists is out of date or incomplete, then problems may arise from the deductions derived from it, since they would most likely be inaccurate to the reality of the situation."

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Day 23.

10:13:44

A tiny kei car casually glided down one of Nikko's local mountain passes. Silently, gracefully rounding the corners, as if the brake was never used, only the accelerator being released before every turn. Its driver, noting every square millimetre of the length of road. The manipulator of the wheel, of the pedals before him, imagining he was in a larger, more powerful, and faster car, in the dead of night, with one other car ahead of him. Multiple calculations a second ran through his mind. Braking zones, peak power output, suspension settings...

...that was the power of the master strategist, Rei Kurokawa.

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10:21:09

That very same kei car pulled into a parking lot of a small shop, and walked inside to buy some refreshments. As he walked out, there was one certain thing outside, waiting to surprise him.

"...what!?"

It was the one car he was imagining mere minutes before.

The car was Archangel's next battle, his next opponent.

There was no mistaking it. It was, after all, a much sought-after vehicle, especially due to its rarity.

It was a 2193 Yamutsu Tempest GTA, painted in a two-tone cyan and black colour.

It was not enough for the man to walk around the car, taking in every last part of it.

"...it even has the original optional spoiler... This is amazing."

"Hey, uh... can I help you?"

An older looking man was standing a short distance away, looking at Rei take in the finer details of the rare car.

"Yeah." He replied, not turning around. "This is a very beautiful thing. You wouldn't happen to know owns this rare piece of automotive excellence, do you?"

"Well... I've been driving it."

That revelation caused the man to glance up at him.

"You!? Really?"

With a push of a button, the car bleeped, its doors unlocking.

"Since you seem know of the Tempest GTA, let me impart something else to you. This very car is the fastest down the Momiji Line."

"...I knew of that. What I wasn't aware of was the driver of this machine..."

He chuckled.

"...and now I know."

"Well," The middle-age man forced out. "I must be off, I'm a very busy man, you see."

Rei nodded.

"As am I."

"In that case, let us go our separate ways. Goodbye."

With a small smile, the man entered the car, and reversed out of the parking space, speeding away.

"...Goodbye, Nakajima."

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12:50:39

Lunchtime had been going for about 10 minutes. A small group of friends were chatting happily on the rooftop of their school.

"...I'm a little scared, to be honest." One of them said. A female, judging by their school uniform. "I don't think I've ever been this scared before..."

"Eeeh?" Another girl spoke out. "I've only seen you be scared about one other thing? What are you scared about this time?"

The one who was scared look up at the other girl with a slightly bowed head. "You've... seen the next announcement, haven't you? ...Archangel, I mean."

"No? Why?"

A quick search of the pseudonymous touge racer's website revealed all

Next race: Nakajima ???, Yamutsu Tempest GTA【ES53】, Momiji Line, tomorrow @ 2200

"N-Nakajima!? But that's... you, isn't it?"

"Yeah, exactly."

Nakajima turned, and leaned against the chain link fence, looking outwards.

"That's why I'm scared... the race is tomorrow, and while my name isn't technically on the notice, it is m-... h-h-hold... on... no, wait! Where is it!?"

Suddenly, terror filled the junior high school-like face of the senior high school student.

"Where's what?" Yet another friend yelled out, an equal amount of terror in her voice, empathetic of her friend.

"It... It's gone! My..."

"...?"

"...My car... my ES53... it's gone!"