Saru wished he had never agreed to that.

All heads in the room turning to him, the white-haired boy immediately sat down again and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. "The old men need help, so shouldn't we help them?" It was a good enough excuse, he decided – it wasn't as if he liked the chairman or anything. He just wanted to repay a debt… yes, that was it. It wasn't like he had grown close to the man or anything whilst he had been staying at his mansion the past two months. He just wanted to return the favour.

Or maybe that was just what he wanted to think.

"I, for one, agree with Saru." Meia scratched her cheek, interrupting his thoughts and leaning back onto her boyfriend's chest. "What about you, Giris?"

"I agree too." Giris sighed, running his fingers through Meia's hair softly. "Just as long as we don't get injured in the process." Just as Saru had expected him to say - the blonde was whipped, and he knew it. Snickering softly, the boy adjusted his goggles. He was looking forward to teasing him about that later.

Nodding his head, Toudou put his hands behind his back. "You'll be attacking from the air vents. It's highly unlikely that one will get in… and, of course, in the event that one does get in, you can shoot it."

"Shoot it?" Zanark raised an eyebrow in interest. "Like, with a gun?" Perking up slightly at this statement, Saru felt himself leaning forward. Was he really going to give them a weapon like that? A lethal tool of terror and destruction? The white-haired boy grinned in anticipation.

"Not exactly." And at Toudou's next words, Saru felt his happiness disappear and slumped his shoulders, sighing in disappointment. "They're not proper bullets, to be precise. In order to stop any… occurrences," the chairman carefully phrased, eyes wandering over to Gamma and Zanark, "They will be paralysation bullets. Filled with poison from the blue-ringed octopus – it will paralyse them slowly and painfully until death. Of course, if one of you happens to get shot, you can wash it off with water and be in pain for a mere few hours. As the zombies have degenerated flesh, it will sink in much faster."

Never mind. Sounded like his type of gun.

"Sounds cool enough." Beta shrugged, leaning back with her hands behind her head. "When do we start?"

"As soon as you get these on." And with those words, Toudou Heikichi placed 7 bags in the middle of the room and walked out the door.

The vests were horrible.

Turning around and looking down at the long-sleeved black jacket that he had been forced to wear, Saru sighed. He could care less about fashion, but even he could tell that these were the most horrible looking things on earth.

Attempting to jump back up onto his place on the large projector, Saru frowned and unzipped the bottom of the jacket. There was one thing Toudou hadn't considered, Saru thought, and that was mobility. The article of clothing was horribly thick, and went down past his knees – how was he supposed to jump in that?

Hearing laughter from the other side of the room, the white-haired boy looked back and saw Gamma laughing at someone in the corner. Blinking in curiosity, Saru hopped down and walked up to the other white-haired boy in the room. "What's going on?"

"Saru." Gamma put his hand on his hip and nodded. "Look! Doesn't he look ridiculous?"

Zanark glared at the silver-haired boy, holding his hand up and giving him the middle finger. "Shut up. You'd look ridiculous if you had to wear this, too."

"But I'm not a second-stage child, and therefore I don't." striking a pose in his black long-sleeved shirt, Gamma smirked. "Revenge is sweet."

"Are you really still mad about me wishing you'd gotten stuck in the hospital room? Jesus Christ, you're immature. Grow up." Zanark raised an eyebrow and began walking off to another side of the room. "And as such, I will be the mature adult that leaves this conversation before it gets physical."

"Fine. Be a coward." Gamma muttered, wandering over to Alpha and Beta.

Well, that got boring fast, Saru thought. What else were they supposed to do?

And apparently some immortal guardian force in the sky above was listening, because at that moment, Toudou Heikichi walked back into the room.

"Are you ready?" The chairman questioned, pulling a pair of keys out of his pocket. "Here. The air vents are all yours. I suggest you pair up or group up in threes, so that you don't get taken by surprise."

"Right." Meia nodded, grabbing on to her boyfriend's arm almost immediately. Just as Saru had expected from the two – it wouldn't surprise him if they tried to die together. "We'll be ready."

"Well." Toudou nodded, and threw the keys towards the middle of the room. "Decide a leader for yourselves. The air vent entrance is just above the projector orb. Stay safe, and good luck."

Saru still didn't think this was the greatest idea he'd ever had in life.

But hey, at least he got to handle a gun...