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[h3][color=cyan]HI*KA*RI[/color][/h3]
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So there finally Hikari saw the coupe car turning on the intersection and slowed down as it approached her. She could finally close her umbrella, her silver hair was likely enough for the driver to notice that it was her. Hikari did not bring along her cruiser motorcycle, a help from fellow member was necessary for her transport. She had previously reached this place using an executive taxi service that her client ordered to pick her from a previously designated place, already gowned in her kimono. Now that her client was gone, she needed to use another means to get away.

Hearing the words her fellow just said, Hikari responded with her chuckle. [color=cyan]“Of course Unagi-chan, I’m bringing my work along,”[/color] said her as she put her hips down on the car seat beside the driver. [color=cyan]“I have everything I need to impersonate him through his digital biometrics, my software scanned his cards, then there’s his genetic material I got from the trace of his saliva on my lips and more on my neck, then his fingerprints on my skin especially around my bosoms he probably liked to squeeze, and his retina pattern on… well, don’t you worry, I did not gouge his eyes.”[/color] Hikari told her fellow all these things casually, sometimes with a slipped smile of prankish nature.

[color=cyan]“It’s always comfortable to sit inside your car, Unagi-chan, would you allow me to take a rest? I might have a little session of meditation until you reach the base, or a nap if you prefer the term that Butterfly-san would like to use… don’t let me bother your driving.”[/color] Hikari took a long breath, a pair of deep inhale and exhale as she leaned onto the car seat and calmed herself. 

[color=cyan]“Out of nowhere, the mind comes forth.”[/color] Hikari recited a koan, then went into a deep silence.