Once Rui-Ling crossed the finish line, his ears half-deafened by all the angry honking from Suzumbachi, the motorcyclist tossed his helmet into the passenger seat and exclaimed, [b]“Wow, Haruka-chan! You’re so fast and amazing! No wonder they call you the Demon of Asphalt! Antennae-Head and Cow Lick just can’t compare to your skills, huh? You’re super lucky that you have such a dependable and badass girlfriend, Kiara-chan!”[/b]

For extra measure, he applauded her with a genuinely fake smile of admiration on his face, before deciding that he’d rather not get blood on the floor just to get rid of some dehydration. Popping out a can of red bean soup from the vending machine, Rui-Ling was going to take his sweet time enjoying his own victory, when Suzumebachi promptly broke and started talking about things that the immortal hadn’t been aware of.

So the biker gang was now into thievery? And Yotsuba Technology Corporation? Since when did they get involved? Regardless, it looked like Haruka was living on the edge once more, frying fish that were too big for Rui-Ling’s own kitchen.

As the crazy lesbians prepared to speed off, Rui-Ling finished his can of steaming soup, before letting out a prolonged, satisfied sigh, a cloud of steam blown out into the cold seaside air. [b]“Welp,”[/b] he said, leaning against the red borrowed motorcycle, [b]“That’s that. You know the drill now, right? Give me the keys to that Hayabusa and get your gang’s collective asses out of Sonomachi. That being said…”[/b]

With an erratic screech, Rui-Ling’s silvered hand crushed the aluminum can into a little crumpled ball. The immortal turned to Suzumebachi, his face cold and expressionless now, that of an immortal that had lived one hundred and fifty eight years without having wasted a single one of them. The spark of a soul lit up in his right hand, the heatless radiance of Claimoh Solais casting a white light on the amber-lit freeway. 

[b]“What were you stealing anyways, Suzumebachi? Honestly, I’ve tired of constantly having to kick you out of my town, as well, so, you know…please don’t lie.”[/b]

After all, even if fish was too big to fry, Rui-Ling wasn’t going to let something as big as this just go off without any personal investigation. As he waited for a response, the immortal one-handedly tapped a message to Ellie, telling her to send someone off to pick up a fancy new product for the Dangeki Pawn Shop.