“Before we all board the humvees, I’ll be explaining the seating locations for each one of you,” announced Kinjou to the six targets and the group of soldiers surrounding them. “Kuwabayashi, you’ll be riding the motorcycle.”

“Yes, sir!” readily acknowledged Kuwabayashi.

“On the first humvee: Murayama, Umiko, you’ll be riding it together with M1 and M0,” continued Kinjou, peering over to the two soldiers and then to the targets in question. With the way they have been behaving from the very first moment they saw each other, putting those two targets on separate vehicles could very well lead to bloodshed so Kinjou decided to play safe on that matter and allowed the couple to remain together. He gave an apologetic last glance to Umiko, who seemed to really dislike the idea of riding the same car as the both of them and be separated from her own husband, James Kumakawa. He then proceeded with the explanation. “On the second humvee, it will be me, Ikusaki and Hisaka, as well as M3. On humvee number three, Mizusaki and Miue, together with M4 and M5. On the last humvee, Eki and James, take charge of M2. That’s all.”

“Any questions about the seating locations?” asked Murayama, searching around with his eyes the group of soldiers for any problem or confusion that the explanation from the other squad’s leader may have caused. Since everyone remained silent about this setting, he nodded his head in acknowledgement. “Then it’s time to leave. Everyone, get inside of the h—“

“Actually, we can’t leave yet,” suddenly interrupted M1, releasing M0’s hand for the first time since they stepped outside of the building. He gave a quick glance to his companions and then a quick nod with his head, looking afterwards to the soldiers. “We have the second mission to complete now.”

“What ‘second mission’?” asked Murayama with a worried frown on his face, panic starting to creep up inside of his brain. The first mission they had was to execute every single worker inside of the lab… their second mission couldn’t possibly be to do the exact same thing to them, right? They had made a verbal and written contract… but then again, if they killed everyone there in one go, the contract would be as useless as a blank piece of paper, wouldn’t it?

“But I do think we’ll have to make some slight changes to it because of all of you and our contract,” added M1, running his eyes through the soldiers around them. Then he looked back to his comrades. “You know what to do and what is the small change on the mission, correct?”

“Yup~!” cheerfully acknowledged M5. The other targets simply nodded their heads at the question. Whistling the lullaby yet again, he walked closer to the nearest soldier and grabbed him by the back of his clothes.

“W-Wait! What the fuck are you doing!?” yelped Miue right away when his body was lifted from the floor and then swiftly put on top of M5’s shoulder. He was about to elbow him in the face so as to escape when the hold on his body was shifted to prevent him from moving around as freely as before. “Hey, you damn brat! Let go of m—“

“Ah, wait! Put me down!” yelled Mizusaki, his body floating in the air as M4 grabbed him by the back of his clothes, a dissatisfied look on his face as he adjusted his glasses.

“Be quiet, Mizusaki Shinobu!” admonished M4 as he also put the soldier on top of his shoulder.

“What are you guys doing!?” yelled Kinjou right away, running closer to the targets to try to stop them from putting forward whatever it was this second mission. He readily pointed his rifle to the closest target, M3, but the weapon was ripped out of his hands when M3 picked him by the front of his clothes and motioned him over his shoulder, an arm around his waist to keep him in place. “Hey! Let go! Right now!”

“Ahh… So troublesome…” mumbled M2 as he motioned his hand sideways and grabbed the closest soldier to him, which coincidentally was the same soldier that had brought him to the top floor. He quickly put Eki on top of his shoulder and closed his arms around his waist.

“Wait! Put me back down!” yelped Eki, his eyes open with the monstrous strength that easily pulled his weight up from the floor as if he was a deflated balloon.

“Let’s get moving then~” cheerfully announced M5. All of a sudden, the four targets had disappeared from everybody’s sight, taking with them the kidnapped soldiers.

“W-What are you guys planning on doing?” hurriedly asked Murayama, looking over to the remaining targets as he tried to swallow down the large lump that had formed in his throat.

“Are you afraid of heights?” asked M0 to Ikusaki, tilting his head slightly as he looked up in his direction.

“W-What? Heights?” repeated Ikusaki, arching an eyebrow high in his brows as he motioned his hand over to the handgun on his holster, as a safety measure against any eventual attack from M0’s or M1’s behalf.

“Please try to not scream because your high pitched squeals really hurt my ears,” expressionlessly said M0, motioning his hands forward and grabbing onto the front of the soldier’s uniform.

“W-What are you—“ started asking Ikusaki once again but all of a sudden his body had been propelled in the air when M0 gave a quick jump with his legs. He immediately grabbed into M0’s clothes, yelling at the top of his lungs while his eyes remained tightly closed. “I REALLY FUCKING HATE THIS MISSION!!!”

As quickly and suddenly as the high jump in the air started, Ikusaki found himself on top of the roof of the lab, M0 crouched down on the floor as he tightly clutched at his ears.

“I-I told you to not scream…” whimpered M0, tears in the corner of his eyes as his eardrums throbbed painfully at the yell that the soldier released.

“Ah… s-sorry…” apologized Ikusaki, not exactly sure what he should do about the pained expression on M0’s face. He was about to lung his hand forward in his direction when M0 suddenly came to a standing position.

“Yes, I’m fine. I’m also in position, M1,” suddenly started saying M0, apparently speaking to M1, who was still in front of the building or somewhere else after having dragged one of the soldiers with him. He walked over to Ikusaki and grabbed him by the front of his clothes, pulling him over to the centre of the roof and then stopping there, doing absolutely nothing afterwards.

“W-What exactly are you six planning on doing?” asked Ikusaki, suspicion starting to appear in the back of his brain. Suspicion and fear for his and the other soldiers’ lives.

“I believe the term that M1 has used before is ‘demolition’,” shortly answered M0, all of a sudden shifting his gaze to one of the corners of the roof. A cloud of dust started to float in the air out of nowhere. After a couple of seconds passed, another three clouds appeared from the other corners and the building beneath their feet started to tremble immensely.

“Wait, by ‘demolition’, do you mean you’re going to—“ Ikusaki’s shirt was once again gripped by M0’s small hands and their bodies were propelled in the air a second time when a large crack started to move in their direction from the front side of the building.

“Please hold onto me or I may let you slip from my hands. If that happens, they’ll have to dig your corpse out of the debris,” warned M0 as their bodies started to fall in the roof’s direction once again.

“Oh shit! Oh shit! OH SHIT!!!” ended up screaming Ikusaki once again while clutching at M0’s clothes for dear life. When M0’s feet touched the roof of the lab, the entire building crumbled down with the impact. A loud rumbling noise echoed all around them when the ground of that area fully sank in and a large hole appeared in the place where the lab previously existed, filled with the remnants of the building.

Ikusaki and M0 landed once again on solid ground, this time in front of the now completely demolished area. His body trembling slightly with all these unexpected actions that he had unwillingly partaken in, Ikusaki sighed with relief at the sensation of a secure and steady floor underneath his boots’ soles.

However, such relief wasn’t to last as Ikusaki’s body was suddenly yanked in the air and thrown back to the floor a few meters away from their landing position, almost as if he was a garbage bag being disposed of by an extremely angry person. Which was what M1 seemed like as he wrapped his arms around M0 and tightly held onto him.

“Don’t touch him!” hissed M1 while glaring daggers at Ikusaki, who was slowly getting his body up to a sitting position. “You dare to lay a finger on him once again and I’ll break your neck in half!”

“Ugh… I’m so glad that I don’t have to share the same humvee as that lunatic…” grumbled Ikusaki under his breath as he shook the dirt out of his clothes. He came to a fully standing position and looked around his surroundings. The lab building and the whole area around it were no more. The only place that hadn’t been destroyed was the place where they and the vehicles were currently placed on – the rest of the land from that area forward could only be compared to a war zone.

“Oh, fucking Hell…” cursed Miue as M5 dropped his body to the floor. He clutched at his stomach, his face unusually pale. “This was worse than the worst roller coaster ride in the entire world…”

“Nah, that will be easy from now on…” weakly pointed out Mizusaki, his legs giving in underneath his weight as he tried to stop his body from shaking due to the almost unbelievable ride he was subjected to. “We probably just gained complete immunization against motion sickness after this one… Ugh…!”

“Warn us before you start running at the speed of light while carrying us on top of you…” awkwardly admonished Kinjou as he straightened his messed up glasses on his face, his hands shaking terribly as he tried to put them in the correct place.

“I’ll give you a lifetime worth of energy bars, just don’t make me do this ever again…” mumbled Eki as he tried to contain inside of him the food being digested on his stomach.

“Really? I won’t, then,” answered M2, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm over the prospect of more food. “Ah… Do we also need to make a contract over that?”

“We’ll do it later…” groaned Eki in acknowledgement, clutching at his mouth and swallowing hard to not just spill his guts out in the floor.

“What exactly do you think you’re doing!?” yelled Murayama after having certified himself that all of the kidnapped soldiers were back and in good health - if such could be used to describe their current paleness and grogginess. “Why did you just fucking destroy the whole lab!?”

“Why?” repeated M1, nestling his chin on top of M0’s shoulder while he hugged him from behind. “Because that was the only way to certify ourselves that none of us was once again closed in those cells. None of us or anyone else. So we demolished the whole area, including the lower floors. Now we can leave with our conscience well-rested. Right, M0?”

“Nn,” acknowledged M0 with a small nod of his head while he shifted his gaze over to M1 and softly smiled at him. “Mission number two completed. Mission number three… currently on hold.”

All of the soldiers could only dry swallow at the announcement that more crazy antics performed by the six targets were yet to come their way. Hopefully, they wouldn’t be as deadly or destructive as the previous two.