Saturday, 9.30 AM. A noisy, unusual looking car was driving down the quiet residential area of Takita, heading towards Noda PC shop. Its driver was a burly man with a buzz cut, he really looked intimidating with the prominent muscles and slight shabbiness, almost gangster-ish if you met him on the street as a stranger.

The car he's driving was also pretty distinctive not only because of the noisy exhaust. A black Toyota Mark II JZX110. A long and wide machine, if a bit blobby, definitely out of place and out of time as it was made 20 years ago. These days it's mostly the old farts that drive the same model of car. Not this one though, as it was heavily modified with Vertex body kits, black Works CR Kai wheels with Yokohama A052 tires. It really looked out of place in this affluent zone of Tsuchiura, it was like the car would rather be on the Tsukuba Circuit.

Mizuho heard from quite a way away that this car was approaching, but he already knew the person was coming to see him so he quickly got up from watching Youtube videos and stood in front of the shop looking at the black Mark II parking.

The man driving got out of the car, and grinned as soon as he saw Mizuho there.

"Good morning Tadamori." Mizuho greeted the man.

"Yahoo! Noda-sen!"

Sergeant Tadamori Tachi, Ishioka Traffic Unit Police greeted Mizuho back in a very cheerful tone. They've known each other for years at this point. Since Tadamori was 18 and before he even got into the police force.

"Come on in."

Mizuho invited Tadamori to come into the shop, he knew that Tada had something to tell him as they already discussed a little bit beforehand. They both walked inside, and Mizuho went back and sat behind the workstation, while Tadamori sat opposite on a customer chair.

"Like I've said, Noda-sen. Somebody has been looking for you within the police database." Tadamori immediately got to the point, looking a bit concerned.

"Who?" Mizuho asked, although seemingly nonchalant about it.

"Well I can tell you for sure it wasn't one of us haha!" Tadamori laughed it off, because it's true, "It's someone in the admin department, usually they have no business in traffic policing so I wouldn't worry about getting prosecuted or anything."

"I know." Mizuho replied, "So why that face?"

"What face?" Tadamori was a bit confused.

"You look genuinely worried for a moment there."

"Well. That's the thing. I don't know who it is that is looking for you exactly," Tadamori made a wincing face as he's saying, "could be a good actor, could be a bad actor."

"Maybe it's one of my app's users?"

"I'd say it's likely as they inquired with your Probox's license plate. You have been checking every one of them right? Anyone in particular who would have links with the police?"

"Well I know this one git who's with Ishioka Traffic Unit." Mizuho said that joke with a completely straight face, which made Tadamori immediately burst out laughing.

"Bwahaha. Yeah. Hold out your hands please, I'm going to arrest you for creating an application which somehow has been used for illicit activities. What's next? Do I have to arrest Steve Jobs?" Tadamori replied in jest.

"He's dead, Tadamori." Mizuho said, again, with a completely straight face.

"Yeah yeah yeah. Anyway, I'm going to have to warn you that whoever it is, they got what they wanted. Address and everything."

"Right."

"So don't be surprised when somebody weird turns up here, alright?" said Tadamori, scratching his nose, the choice of his word raised Mizuho's eyebrows.

"You're also pretty weird, so I am getting used to it." Mizuho retorted, which made Tadamori chuckle.

"Always have been a joker, huh?"

After relaying all of that, Tadamori stood up and was ready to go back to his car.

"Anyway, that's all I have to say." Tadamori said, preparing to walk away.

"Wait, that's it? You've come to visit me just to tell me something you already said via Line?" Mizuho said, completely befuddled.

"Oh right, yeah, forgot to tell you another thing." Tadamori turned back to Mizuho, "Do you have RTX4070 in stock? I want to upgrade my PC."

"I could order some in, but it'd be cheaper if you ordered them yourself."

"But I'd have to bring it to you to fit anyway, can you get one for me please?"

"Which brand?"

"Brand? Nvidia."

Mizuho nearly facepalmed with that answer, but he only looked at Tadamori with a disappointed father face.

"What's your budget?" Mizuho asked again, in a simpler way.

"Oh, around 120,000 yen?" Tadamori replied.

"Okay, I'll see what's good and get them for you."

"Great! Do you need a deposit or something? It's a pretty hefty amount of money."

Mizuho waved his hand to say no.

"Just pay when it's here, will you need it anytime soon?" Mizuho continued, which made Tadamori almost giddy.

"As soon as you can please, my old 1060 is nearly dead." Tadamori replied.

Afterward, they both walked out to the front of the shop, and Mizuho was looking at the Mark II. It's a really nice Mark II that he's very used to seeing, as Tadamori had been driving it since they first met.

"Have you been on the Fruits Line recently?" Mizuho asked, to which Tadamori shook his head.

"Not even on patrol, Noda-sen. Ever since that rich kid Sawatari hella crashed, actually." Tadamori replied.

"You've hit the limit right?"

"Yeah. It's not going to be faster with the Mark II. I just drive for fun these days."

Mizuho was contemplating something while looking at the car. It's a large sedan that's not suitable for the Fruits Line at all, but Mizuho do believe that Tadamori probably could run faster. 'TaTa' on the leaderboard was 6th with the time of 2:25.1.

"It's good that you don't go over your own limit." Mizuho commented.

"Exactly, Noda-sen." Tadamori said with a smirk, "Even then I'm consistently the fastest in every traffic police test."

"Is that still the case? That's nice."

"It's not even close, Noda-sen. Thanks to you."

Mizuho couldn't help and slightly smiled at that thought, it's not like they're proper teachers and disciples. They were just good friends who Mizuho had given the advice a friend should. Yet, all this time, Tadamori kept calling him Noda-sensei.

"See you later, okay?"

Tadamori waved goodbye, before getting in the Mark II and drove away, leaving Mizuho to stand there listening to the sound of that highly tuned straight six engine. It's a nice noise.

As Tadamori was turning out of the side street onto National Route 125, he noticed a cream color Honda N-One coming in pretty hot onto the same street and going by in quite a hurry. The driver's pretty fine as well if you ask Tadamori. The way it's driving was quite unusual and possibly would raise suspicion if it was a more strict officer, although Tadamori didn't think of it anymore than that.

Iori was following Google Maps to a place called 'Noda PC'. Masayoshi's contact gave him the address which he duly gave to her this morning. He didn't want to ask his contact for this at all, but Iori insisted.

He was getting a bit pissy with her, and asked her to someday pay the favor back somehow. Iori told him she'll let him buy the 600,000 yen Gibson something guitar he kept banging on about without moaning about it constantly afterward. Would that be a fair trade? Apparently it was because Masayoshi immediately went out and bought it from a shop in Tsuchiura, then later got that exact information for her without even a word.

Masayoshi even let her borrow the N-One again, which was great because Iori thought that the Civic would be a bit obvious in such a situation.

Iori was thinking, surely she's very close. Of course a big Mark II that looks like a runner's car would be the sign from god, right? The map said she's only a few hundred meters away, but she didn't see anything yet.

Until she noticed the Probox, that is. It's parked right there, unassuming. Who would've thought that crappy little car would be the fastest machine of the Tsukuba Fruits Line? It looked exactly like a car ready for exporting out to Africa or Southeast Asia with how much beating it had clearly taken.

Iori slowly parked the N-One beside it, and she'd already prepared in her head the story as she try to approach the person who owned this shop, 'Mizuho Noda'. It's a PC shop, she'd ask for a new mouse. Then proceed somehow. Iori had absolutely no clue or concrete plan.

That Probox was giving out an aura that no one other than the people who've seen it would believe. You may be able to look for the signs such as how it sat on the road, the tires, or the wheels, even then, the appearance wouldn't tell the whole story, it's the driver who's able to control this pile of shit car in such a manner that would leave anyone speechless.

Iori's heart was beating hard, she could only imagine how meeting the 'Urasawa' would go.

As Iori opened the door, Mizuho wasn't looking, so he was slightly startled, but was ready to serve this customer he couldn't recall having ever met.

"Ah, welcome." Mizuho said, his mind still thinking about what Tadamori told him.

"Uh, ah, Good morning." Iori greeted him, appearing as a very awkward customer.

Iori was observing everything in here, she was thinking that her colleague Isao would love this place. It's chock full of computer parts and various electronics, some are ancient and some are very new, but it was like a treasure trove of computer nerds.

"Can I help you?" Mizuho asked with a bit of reservation.

"Eh..."

Iori was reciting what she's going to tell this guy, but her brain was short circuiting a little once the fact that this person was 'Urasawa' sank in.

At that point, Ippei opened the door from the living room. He's dressed in a very nice manner, way nicer than usual, which Mizuho noticed he's been doing for the last few weekends. Mizuho of course had only one conclusion even if Ippei would not confirm it himself.

"I'm going out..." Ippei announced as he's closing the door, not yet looking at the customer in his father's shop.

As soon as Ippei turned around and saw Iori there, both him and her went completely quiet and only stared at each other completely befuddled.

"Yamada-sensei?" Ippei spoke first, in a quietly shocked tone.

"Noda-kun?" Iori did the same.

Mizuho at this point was extremely confused as well. He turned to look at Ippei and then Iori who's staring at each other in disbelief.

"What?" Mizuho exclaimed, at least to break the silence.

Iori's head was spinning very fast at this point. Noda? Mizuho Noda? It's a relatively common surname so there's no reason she should think about this one student with the same surname in Isao's class. Sachiko had been pretty secretive with her about him, but everyone knew, their friends knew, their teachers knew, including her. That's the only reason this name stuck to her mind recently.

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"Ah. Is Yamada-sensei looking for some PC parts?" Ippei seemed to have gotten out of the stupor now.

"Uh... eh... Yes?" Iori replied with a slight nod.

"She's your teacher?" Mizuho asked Ippei, who nodded to confirm.

Mizuho had absolutely no idea this gal-ish looking lady was a teacher at Tsuchiura First High School. She didn't look it, not even one bit. Very young, way too stylish, and seemed very airheaded from how she's acting.

"Yamada-sensei is my English teacher." Ippei replied to clarify.

"Yes, Ippei is in my class." Iori was very flustered saying this, then looked at Ippei, "I didn't know this is your family's business."

"It's okay! You're welcome to shop here anytime!..." Ippei seemed to be doing his father's work right now, before turning to Mizuho again, "I'm really going now."

"To see Sachiko?"

Iori blurted that out without thinking, which made Ippei go completely red. So much so that he quickly dashed for the door, although not before bowing to Iori once, and disappeared out of the house.

"Another one of your students?" Mizuho asked with a knowing face.

"Uh yes." Iori replied, knowing that she screwed up a little today, so she was embarrassed just like Ippei was.

"Huh..." Mizuho lurked the way Ippei went, he heard the Gorilla engine start and go away pretty quickly, "so what is it that you need, exactly?" Mizuho asked again.

Everything was too coincidental and surreal for Iori to keep going, she's just to go straight to the point and get it over with. Everything was too weird.

Another reason she decided to be straightforward, was that at least he was Ippei's father, who was a student at her school, so there should at least be some respect for her that she expected from Mizuho.

"You're 'Urasawa', aren't you?" Iori asked, not sure what to expect next.

"I am."

This answer surprised Iori, she didn't expect him to be this honest with this question.

"Eh? Really?" Iori asked, very excitedly.

"Who are you exactly?" Mizuho asked back. He's also a bit wary as Tadamori literally just warned him, but didn't think this Yamada person was a bad one. She didn't look bad at least and she was a teacher of Ippei, so there's a bit of common point anyway.

"I'm 'Azusa-san'." Iori replied, which made Mizuho's eyes widen.

"Really? The FN2 driver?"

That observation made Iori surprised again, how did this person know immediately what she's driving?

"Yeah." Iori replied with a nod, still having not a clue as to how Mizuho knew that.

"Well... It's not like this hasn't happened before." Mizuho mused, almost nonchalantly, looking back at his computer screen.

"What happened before?"

Mizuho sighed. He was reciting only to himself that it's one of the app users barging into his shop, asking about it suddenly, and acting weird like he's some sort of a legendary creature.

Mizuho did wonder if Iori was the one who's been asking about him with the police. The timing seemed too correct to not be the case.

"How did you learn to drive like that? It's amazing!" Iori was saying exactly what she's thinking. Forget everything she thought she'd be saying before coming here.

Mizuho only stared at her, not answering, he looked as if he's asking if she's for real.

"So are you going to buy something?"

That question from Mizuho completely halted any attempt from Iori to gush about him further. She looked genuinely perplexed as to why Mizuho would ask that.

"Eh?..." Iori's mind nearly went to declining the offer, but thought it'd be rude. Yet, she couldn't think of anything.

"I guess so."

Mizuho immediately sat back down on the chair of his workstation, and continued the video he's been watching before. A highlight clip of Oozora Subaru from Hololive. The duck-like voice sound from the speaker was a pretty clear message to Iori, who Mizuho was not interested in conversing further.

"Ehh..." Iori tried to say something, but was interrupted pretty quickly.

"Come back when you want something." Mizuho stated in a pretty firm tone once again.

At this point, Iori knew that she would not gain anything further from Mizuho, but she had to say something, no matter if Mizuho would listen or not.

"We've created a Discord group of runners using the Geo Timer application. Me, Mister Banana and The FR." Iori spoke clearly, not too loud, without expecting Mizuho to care.

Mizuho turning his head and staring back at Iori without any expression felt a bit menacing. She's thinking it's almost like he's a father whose children did something bad and he's about to scold her..

"The 2nd to 4th on the leaderboard?" Mizuho asked in a flat tone of voice, "That's interesting. I thought about doing it but didn't know how it'd work, or if it's even a good idea."

"Really?" Iori was surprised that Mizuho was receptive to what she said.

"I thought most people in there would be idiots creating big online arguments, if not worse, spreading the application to people who shouldn't be using it."

Iori understood what Mizuho meant by that, but she felt like the people who she'd added at this point are excellent folks who would not do that.

"Well, Mister Banana and The FR are pretty good people, and we think we'd be able to moderate it." Iori continued.

"Well I won't be stopping you." Mizuho smiled, which made him less intimidating to Iori, "You work with teenagers, you probably know how to keep delinquents in line."

Iori was skeptical about that, as the class she's been teaching has been excellent, and there's very little conflicts that she had to solve before, but she appreciated Mizuho allowing her to continue doing so.

"I'm still not sure how you'd gain more members. You're going to just talk to people you met on the mountain?" Mizuho looked genuinely interested as he asked.

"Well, pretty much, yes. That's how we 3 have met." Iori replied.

"Well I wouldn't be able to do it myself. I hate talking to strangers."

At this point, Iori thought, but Mizuho opened a PC shop which means strangers turning up all the time?!

"Anyway, I won't take more of your time." Iori simply stated, before she started walking away.

"One more thing." Mizuho said, which made Iori turn back immediately.

"Yes?"

"How did you find me?"

Iori was thinking if she should actually answer honestly, or be vague.

"Ah. Eh." Iori stumbled while Mizuho waited for the answer, then she decided that she should just be honest, "My husband is a lawyer, I asked him for a favor to have a private investigator look into the government database."

"That's pretty heavy stuff huh." The answer didn't seem to faze Mizuho, "Oh well. I figured it'd happen someday."

Iori wasn't sure what to make of that, did Mizuho mean someone looked for him with more effort than usual?

"Anyway, if you ever want to visit again, next time have another reason okay? It is still a PC shop after all."

That order from Mizuho would be obeyed strictly from Iori for sure.

—

At 6 PM, Shigehiro Yamamoto was getting off his shift at Tsukuba Memorial Hospital, he'd been extremely busy since the Golden Week ended. Sure, it made him some pretty good cash that he can throw at his car, but he wished that it would not be so busy he couldn't do anything else at all.

He knew that Iori and Norio went to run on the Tsukuba Fruits Line quite often, which he couldn't do, and they kept updating their exploits on the Discord Group, which made him wanting to go more and more. But he can't, as he'll be having work tomorrow as well.

Although, Shige was wondering if Kenji Kumamoto was available for a talk today. He hadn't gone to see him since, what? 2 weeks ago? Shige decided that he would do exactly that before he went home tonight.

Shige walked to Kenji's room. The nurse outside noticed him and only greeted as she knew who Shige's visiting, even if it's after visiting hours, he had a privilege.

Shige noticed that Kenji was watching a video on the television in the room, it was a Youtube video of an old television program.

"Oh? Doctor!" Kenji immediately paused the video and turned to greet Shige, who waved back.

"Good evening, Kumamoto-san." Shige greeted him back with a smile.

"It's been a while, come and sit!"

Kenji motioned his hand to a chair next to his bed, to which Shige immediately went and sat on, while Kenji fumbled with his television remote to continue the video.

It was a motoring program called 'Speed Running', which Shige was pretty familiar with. It's a famous magazine video internationally for thorough car testing of pretty much anything sold in Japan. Kenji Kumamoto presented the program a few times during the 80's and 90's, alongside a group of the best racing drivers in this country.

This particular video Kenji was showing is from the mid 90's, long after Kenji stopped presenting the program, but still was involved in the making process. The program was still airing to the present day on Youtube, although not to the same level of production as before.

The most famous presenter of all, to Shige's eyes, was the one presenting this particular video, Tsuichi Tatsumi. He looked so young back then, maybe 25 at most? But he'd have already driven in Formula 3000 by then.

"This guy is pretty good right?" Kenji pointed out, as the video was showing Tsuichi drifting a Nissan Fairlady Z in a road test, "That's why people called him 'True Champ'."

The nickname within the racing world that even a young person like Shige would know. Tsuichi 'True Champ' Tatsumi. A racing driver who won the 24 Hours of Le Mans several times recently, and had even started a few F1 races during the early 2000's.

Tsuichi hand control was amazing, so smooth and precise, and with great understanding of weight transfer that even a big, heavy car such as the Z32 Fairlady Z would dance like it's featherweight.

"Haaa..." Kenji sighed and grumbled, "I missed all of them, but they're so busy these days."

Shige knew what Kenji meant. He's talking about the group of racing driver people usually referred to as 'The Four Heavenly Kings' of the racing world. Tsuichi 'True Champ' Tatsumi, Koichi 'Professor' Sasagawa, Sasuke "Monkey" Sarusawa, and Takazaki "AOT" Aomoto. All were now in their 40's and 50's, and all extremely famous in their own way.

"Who was the best?" Shige suddenly asked, which confused Kenji.

"What do you mean?" Kenji asked to clarify.

"The Four Heavenly Kings, who was the best?"

Kenji immediately went into a thinking pose once he heard the question. He's really contemplating hard trying to come up with an answer.

"Sasagawa." Kenji answered, which surprised Shige very much.

"Really? I thought it'd be Tatsumi?" said Shige.

"Nah, Tatsumi was great, but he was too old by the time people started heralding them as a group, the technique got improved so much in so little time due to much higher level of competition during the 90's."

"What about Sarusawa?"

"Crashed way too often, and he's too aggressive on the car."

"And Aomoto?"

"He's consistent and fast, but he's too soft for wheel to wheel. That's why he's great for time attacks."

At this point, Kenji thought of something.

"Have I ever told you about this one person?" Kenji wasn't sure as he's an old man and he forgot a lot of things. Shige, who was young, immediately remembered what Kenji might be thinking.

"Mizuho Noda?" Shige said, which Kenji nodded quickly.

"Yes! He's way faster than any of them, even if he's some 3-4 years younger than Aomoto, who was probably 4-5 years younger than Sasagawa and Sarusawa."

It made Shige more curious about this racing driver he'd never heard the name of, but Kenji Kumamoto talked so highly about.

"I never liked the 'Four Heavenly Kings' moniker for them anyway," Kenji continued to ramble, "because during that time, about 2005-2006 right? There were another 3 drivers who were extremely good, arguably better than those 4 in many ways, but they never got the chance to shine to the same level."

"And one of them was Noda?" Shige asked as a confirmation, to which Kenji nodded.

"By far the fastest. His driving was something else," Shige coughed, before continuing, "but he was so damn unlucky all the time."

Shige was listening, leaning forward to hear it as he's extremely interested in hearing about this.

"A racing driver isn't really about being the fastest, it's about luck, determination, connections, consistency... money." Kenji continued.

"Was Noda lacking in some area?" Shige was more curious as Kenji went on, he could remember this Noda person being the son of Hiroto Noda, a famous writer and game designer.

"He was well connected, and his father certainly got the money, but man he was unlucky. If I list them all you'd have to be here all night. One incident in particular was heartbreaking."

"What incident?"

"Well, it was early in the year I think, 2006, maybe? Formula Nippon race at Suzuka Circuit. He just came from Japan F3 and into a half decent, if not front runner car. Yet he was leading by the last quarter of the race. He was really fast I tell you!"

Kenji paused, there was a look of disappointment on his face that even after all these years the pain had not subsided.

"His engine blew up, right on the last lap, after 130R." Kenji explained in a concise manner, which made Shige understand perfectly what he meant by 'unlucky'.

"Sheesh, that's rough." Shige commented.

"Oh that's just the start!" Kenji laughed at Mizuho's misfortune, it's been long enough for it to not matter, "There were a lot of other incidents that year..."

Kenji looked out of the window of his room, forlornly, but for whatever reason he was not continuing telling the story about Mizuho Noda. It made Shigehiro more curious.

"What about the other 2?" Shige tried to change the subject, as it's clear Kenji's unhappy about it.

"Oh, right. Koshi Uchiyama and Tokuro Fukumi." Kenji answered, to which Shige realized he heard both of those names as well.

"Uchiyama and Fukumi raced at the same time as all of them?" Shige asked.

"Yes, Formula Nippon and Super GT in 2006." Kenji's memory was coming back more and more, "Koshi also presented Speed Running, while Tokuro you may know more from rallying, but he did appear on Speed Running a few times."

Shige nodded along, as Kenji rattled off more racing drivers' names.

"It still doesn't explain why no one ever heard of Noda-san." Shige went back to the thing he's most curious about.

"Well it's easy. He never raced after 2006." Kenji answered in the simplest terms.

"Eh, why?"

Kenji turned away from Shige, clearly uncomfortable to answer. This made Shige feel a bit guilty asking about him as Kenji clearly didn't want to answer.

"Oh don't worry, he's not dead in a crash or anything." Suddenly Kenji turned back and reassured Shige as he looked a bit saddened, which turned into a surprised face as he told him.

"You already told me that, I think?" Shige replied, to which Kenji laughed.

"Ah! My memory is like this nowadays haha!"

Afterward, both went into a bit of an awkward quietness, so Shige wanted to change the subject again.

"You know, recently I saw an amazing car on the Fruits Line." Shige started, which piqued Kenji's interests.

"What sort of car?" Kenji asked, with great curiosity.

"The car itself was pretty normal actually, but the driver was amazing, Kumamoto-san!" Shige explained with great enthusiasm.

"What was the guy driving? You said it's pretty normal that way and that made it seem more unusual."

Kenji seemed almost confused by his own words, but he meant it. Shige described it as a regular car, which was unusual as it's on the Fruits Line. Shige appeared confused as well by how adamant Kenji was to know which car it is that he saw.

"A white Toyota Probox?"

That answer from Shige made Kenji immediately jolted up from his bed, which concerned Shige greatly as it was way too sudden.

"What is it, Kumamoto-san?" Shige jumped to support Kenji, who's clearly labored.

"I only know of one person with a Probox who would go on the Fruits Line and be fucking fast." Kenji replied, quite alarmed, "It's Mizuho Noda!"

What? That was the only thing Shige could think of at the moment.

After calming Kenji down, Shige immediately said his goodbyes and quickly called Iori Yamada via Line. She picked up pretty quickly.

"Hello?" Iori answered.

"I found who the Probox driver is!" Shige went into the fire escape corridor to not disturb anyone else, he was almost shouting through which made Iori put her phone away from her ear.

"Well, have you read my message?"

"What message?"

"On the Discord, I talked with Hattori about this recently."

"You did?"

"I went and met him today, actually. I have Masayoshi found out by the license plate you gave me."

Shige was extremely confused as to what Iori is saying, what does she mean, met him? Mizuho Noda? It can't be that guy right?

"Is it Mizuho Noda?" Iori asked to confirm with Shige, she's a bit annoyed as she was discussing this with Norio quite a bit, but understood that Shige had been busy.

"That's right." Shige said, more calmly now, "Mizuho Noda, he used to be a racing driver."

"Well, it doesn't surprise me to be honest. How did you find out?"

"I talked with Kenji Kumamoto, ever heard of him?"

"The Tsukuba Bear?"

"Yeah."

Iori was wondering how Shige has access to an old and very famous racing driver of the 70's and 80's, but that's not important right now, he could explain it to her later.

"So how was Noda-san?" Shige asked.

"Well, I didn't realize but he's the father of one of my students..." Iori answered, which surprised Shige.

"Really? What a coincidence huh?"

"Average height, crazy hair, typical small business owner, a pretty hard core Vtuber otaku. He watches a lot of Hololive... An Ahijo, apparently."

"What's Hololive?"

"It's eh..." Iori considered how she'd explain that, and decided to not bother, "He got a PC shop in Tsuchiura, a small place, you should never go in without an actual PC problem as I've found out. It'll be unpleasant."

"And now what?"

"What?" Iori was confused by that question.

"What do we do now that we know it's him?"

Iori paused for a moment here, as she didn't know the answer either.

"Well he gave me a blessing to run the Discord server." Iori replied.

"Really? I didn't predict he'd be happy with that from hearing what he apparently is like." said Shige.

"Me neither, to be honest..."