Chakku! Tsuiteru!! ★ (FRESH)

Midnight found him outside the skeletal remains of the old broadcasting center. The wind moaned through broken antennas. He climbed through a rusted grate and followed the flashlight beam down a corridor of peeled posters and shattered CRT screens.

Inside the dimly lit offices of Mirai Productions , Kaito slid into his chair just as the clock hit 9:01. His boss, a volcanic man named Director Ono, glared at him from across the room. But Kaito just smiled. He was used to the glares. What he wasn’t used to was the small, folded note now tucked under his keyboard. chakku! tsuiteru!!

So, the next time something goes your way unexpectedly, try throwing your hands up and shouting it out—you might just feel the "luck" attaching itself to you Midnight found him outside the skeletal remains of

The rain had stopped, but the streets of Shinjuku still glistened like oil-slicked glass. Kaito Yamada was late—again. His sneakers slapped against the wet pavement as he ducked under the faded awning of a ramen shop, narrowly avoiding a delivery bike. Inside the dimly lit offices of Mirai Productions

To understand the nuance, we have to break the phrase into two distinct parts:

Behind her, the monitor flickered back on. The rabbit was smiling.

Kaito—meet me at the old Fuji TV building. Midnight. Come alone. It’s about the 1997 tape. —S.