M3 whistled, a sly smirk on his face as he observed his two friends on the floor. “They really went for a kiss…”

“They’re so lucky~!” grumbled M5, a pouting expression on his face as he also looked in their direction. “I haven’t got my first kiss yet but look at them, flaunting right in front of me!!”

“It’s their first kiss, though,” pointed out M4, a soft blush on his cheeks as he averted looking fully to the two males. Then he turned his face to M5. “And you were the one who taught us about kisses so you only have yourself to blame.”

“Eh~ I only told you guys about what the big boobies lady explained to me while I was looking at that box thingy with images!” tried to defend himself M5, his pouting expression getting more accentuated. “I never told them to do it on their first meeting… or in front of me…”

“M1 would do it whether you told him to or not,” pointed out M2, sideways glancing to M5. “M1 does whatever he wants, whenever he wants. Why do you think that he was the second one of us required to have bombs installed in his cell? He only didn’t beat M0 to it because M0 is M0.”

All of a sudden, a group of soldiers entered inside of the main hall through the hole that M0 had created on the wall, panting and heaving in near panic.

“Shit, this guy is as quick as a fucking rabbit!” cursed Ikusaki, readily pointing his handguns in the two targets’ direction, who were motioning their upper bodies up to come to a sitting position on the floor.

“Nobody died yet, right?” asked Miue, also pointing his rifle in the two targets’ direction, Mizusaki doing the same thing beside him.

“What the fuck happened downstairs!?” yelled Murayama right away, keeping both of their targets under his close gaze and his finger closely pressed on the trigger of his handgun – he was ready to fire at the smallest of dangers. All soldiers present in that room were, after that sudden stunt.

“He simply got the best of us,” explained Miue with a quick shrug. “He took Ikusaki for a spin and then started running off, demolishing everything on his way. And sending off hand grenades to the other side of the hall after I threw it to him without any worry that he might get freaking blown up by it!”

“Speaking of getting blown up, we have no idea where his bombs are,” added Mizusaki, closely observing all six targets together for the first time – he didn’t know three of them. “Then again, they could have lied to us. His cell also didn’t require any code, after all.”

All of the soldiers kept their eyes and weapons on the two targets at all moments. When both of them came to a full standing up position while in the middle of the crater, most of them got ready for the worst. However, M1 simply grabbed one of M0’s sleeves and tore the fabric with his hands, doing the same with the other one.

“What…?” mumbled Murayama as he observed M1 fiddling with something that had been hidden underneath M0’s white full-body clothes - they similar to the straitjacket that M3 was wearing but not fastened to restrict his movements.

“I’ll get these out of you right away, okay?” whispered M1, gaining from M0 a soft nod of his head. He carefully grabbed one of his arms and started opening the bracelet circling his wrist; once it was off of his slim limb, he dropped it to the floor. An extremely loud thud was heard when the bracelet hit the floor and even more cracks appeared on its surface. He did the same with his other wrist and when the bracelet was dropped, yet another eerily loud crashing sound echoed through the main hall.

“Are those things what I think they are…?” hesitantly asked Ikusaki to no one in particular, observing as M1 kneeled down in front of M0 and ripped the ends of his pants too, two more bracelets coming into view. He took both of them off of his legs and released them on the floor, more thuds echoing in the midst of the stupefaction of all of the soldiers. M0 had a total of four extremely heavy weights on his body. That explains why his body was so heavy when he pinned me down to the ground… But he was still that quick while with them on?

“Almost there,” whispered M1 once again, giving a quick smile. He ripped the black pieces of cloth that were located underneath the bracelets and carefully gathered them in one of his hands. Once all four pieces of cloth were out of M0’s pale skin, M1 turned his body in the door’s direction and quickly threw them out of the building. The glass door sealing that area shattered at the impact and allowed the ball of fabric to fly away.

Not even five seconds later, a massive explosion resounded through that area. The entire building wobbled due to the shock waves the explosion had released, together with an extremely bright light that turned the night into day for brief seconds.

“Okay… so the bombs were actually true…” ended up blurting out Mizusaki, his eyes partially closed due to the dust that the explosion had brought inside of the hall with its gush of hot air.

“Are all of them out of him, M1?” asked M4, not even a bit fazed by the huge explosion that happened right behind his back.

“They are,” acknowledged M1, smiling softly as he lovingly stared at M0. “Those cowards would never put bombs in places that would kill M0. He’s far too valuable for them to do that. They can afford to lose a leg or an arm, but my ‘Beatrice’ is too important for them to give his precious life away.”

“Then… is that finally going to happen?” asked M5 this time, an excited glint in his eyes as he looked over to M1 and M0.

“Indeed, it is,” answered M1, softly caressing M0’s face with the back of his finger.

“It was about time…” groaned M3, starting to walk towards the centre of the main hall.

“Hey, where are you going!?” yelled Kinjou, taking aim at the target even more closely.

“The time is here~ The time is here~” started singing M5, also walking over in the same direction as M3. In a quick motion, he broke the handcuffs around his wrists and motioned his hands up in the air. “THE TIME IS HERE!!”

“Can’t you be a little bit quieter?” complained M4 as he leisurely got closer to them, also breaking his handcuffs. He adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose and peered sideways to M5. “Your high pitched squeals are annoying.”

“Can we do this quickly so I can eat?” asked M2, sluggishly motioning over to the same spot as the other males while easily breaking the handcuffs too.

“What are you going to do!?” asked Murayama, extremely suspicious of the six targets’ current actions. They weren’t doing anything dangerous to any of the people currently there so he felt somewhat reluctant to open fire against them over only reuniting together. M1, which sort of seemed to be the group’s leader, also had told him that nobody would die so…

“Fuck yeah! It’s time to get the party going!!” roared M3, the straitjacket around his upper body ripping into shreds and revealing an extremely muscled upper body. He motioned his hand up and grabbed the top of M0’s head, tousling his locks of hair. He whispered, “Nice to meet ya, Rei.”

“Yes, nice to meet you too, Mitaru-kun,” whispered back M0, softly smiling. His stomach was suddenly surrounded by two arms, which lifted his body slightly in the air.

“Nice to meet you, Rei-chan~” whispered M5 with a cheerful voice, smiling brightly to the smaller male being held against his chest.

“Nice to meet you too, Atsumu-kun,” also whispered M0, peering over his shoulder to look in M5’s direction. “Now please release me.”

“Oh, sorry~” apologised M5, letting M0 slip away from his arms back to the floor.

M4 cleared his throat, catching M0’s attention, who looked up in his direction. He then whispered while adjusting his glasses, “Nice to meet you, Rei.”

“Yes, it’s nice to meet you too, Azuma-kun,” whispered back M0, giving a soft nod with his head.

“Rei, nice to meet you…” whispered M2, awkwardly tousling M0’s hair with his big hand.

“Nice to meet you too, Tsugi-kun,” whispered M0, his head slightly down due to the strong pressure on top of it.

“W-What the hell are they doing?” asked Ikusaki, completely lost on what was happening in front of his eyes at that very moment. They seemed to be… secretly talking between themselves? “Why are they whispering around with each other?”

“I’m as clueless about this as you are, Ikusaki,” answered Miue, closely observing the group happily interacting with each other. “However… I think they are whispering because they’re not using their M code names, but the second name M2 talked about. You know, the one that only those equal to them can use.”

“That makes sense, in a way,” acknowledged Mizusaki, nodding his head slightly as he kept looking at the targets, his weapon still pointed at them.

“Well then,” suddenly started M1, this time in a voice that was perceptible to every single person in the large main hall. He gave a soft bump with his forehead on M0’s and then looked at the group of lab workers, a smirk appearing in his features. “To ascend to Paradise, you must first cross Inferno and Purgatory. We have successfully accomplished such travel, though it took us years to do that. What have we learned from this travel? Those who sin must be accordingly punished. So it’s time to let all of you burn while drowning in the blood-red and fiery waters of Phlegethon.”