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accelerating, in fact.
    It was a completely unreal thing, as though the area where its sound should have occurred had been cleanly removed from normal reality. Half the people walking along the street stopped, watching the shadow with suspicion.
    That’s when Mikado noticed that his entire body was trembling slightly.
    It was not fear, but some other kind of emotion that had gripped his body.
    I saw something incredible.
    The moment they passed each other, Mikado gazed into the depths of the helmet. He couldn’t actually see what was behind the visor, buthe also didn’t feel anything like a gaze emanating from the dead, still helmet.
    Almost as though there was nothing inside of it to begin with.

    Chat room (late night)
    —TAROU TANAKA HAS ENTERED THE CHAT—
    {Good evening.}
    [Evening.]
    {Aha, Setton. I saw it today!}
    {That Black Rider thing!}
    [? Are you in Ikebukuro, Tarou Tanaka?]
    {Yes. As a matter of fact, I just moved to Ikebukuro today. I’m logging in from a friend’s house right now, but tomorrow I’ll be living in an apartment next to the station. I’ve already signed up with an Internet provider, so I should be connected to the Net in no time.}
    [Well, congrats. Living on your own?]
    {Yes.}
    [Ah, I see. So did you see the Black Rider around seven in the evening?]
    {Oh, you know already? I saw it right outside Sunshine.}
    [Yep. I was there.]
    {?!}
    {Really? Wow, we might have passed right by each other and never realized it!}
    [Possibly.]
    {Wow! Crazy! I should have mentioned this earlier, then!}
    [At any rate, welcome to Ikebukuro. If there’s anything you want to know, don’t hesitate to ask.]
    {Thank you very much!}
    {Actually, in that case… }
    [Yes?]
    {Do you know someone named Izaya Orihara?}
    {I was talking to my friend, and he said I should stay away from that guy.}
    {Is he scary? Oh, what am I saying, you probably don’t know him. Sorry.}
    […]
    [Tarou Tanaka, is your friend one of…those people?]
    {No, he’s a normal guy.}
    [Oh, I see. Sorry. You really shouldn’t mess with Izaya Orihara. He’s seriously bad news.]
    
    {?! Kanra, have you been here all along?}
    
    {Oh, no need to go to all that trouble. I would like to hang out in person, though.}
    
    
    [Ahh.]
    [Those were big last year. They’d meet on the Net and commit suicide together.]
    {Eugh, creepy.}
    {But I haven’t seen anything about it in the news lately.}
    [Either they’re not going through with it anymore, or it’s such old hat that the media doesn’t even bother to report on it.]
    
    {Huh?}
    
    {Gahh!}
    [That’s ghoulish.]
    
    {? Is that in the news?}
    
    {So these Dollars really are famous around town.}
    
    [Where are you getting this information, Kanra?]
    
    {Argh, I wanna know more, but I have to get up early tomorrow, so that’s all for now.}
    
    [Good night, Tarou Tanaka.]
    [I have some business of my own, so I’m out as well.]
    {Sorry to leave… Oh yeah, and tell me about this Dotachin person next time.}
    {So long!}
    
    
    —TAROU TANAKA HAS LEFT THE