Nagisa hesitated before knocking on the door. He didn't want to bother Yuu, if he was in the middle of resting, especially with something stressful like this… But there was too much at stake here. Yuu had information he needed, and one way or another he was going to have to get it out of him. He wanted to speak as friends first, though.

"Aren't you busy with training?" Yuu asked, not bothering with a hello.

He smiled. "Actually, I'm about to head off on another mission."

"Oh," something crossed over his face, "for long?"

Nagisa took a seat. "Just for this evening. It's really important, though."

"Let me guess... I can't ask."

Karasuma had given him blanket permission, technically. So Nagisa didn't have a problem with repeating the necessary information. It felt good, to get it all off his chest again and teach it again to himself like that. He couldn't miss the way Yuu tensed up when he said he was going to be so close to Ohno, which made sense. It hadn't been too long before he was beaten half to death by him.

"That sounds scary," Yuu said once he was finished.

He thought about it. "It's not the scariest thing I've ever done."

"L-listen," Yuu winced as he reached over, seriously grabbing Nagisa by the wrist. "Ohno… he has a way of getting into your head. Everything he says makes sense and the scariest part is you just start to believe him… being here has changed that, but, please just be careful."

"I will," Nagisa promised, "I'm not taking this lightly."

As if to prove that, he went right back to studying once he left. Unfortunately for him, he genuinely couldn't be anywhere around Karma until after the party. It wasn't that he didn't want to be, Nagisa would gladly curl up in his lap right then if he could, but he couldn't exactly break his cover by having Karma's scent all over him. And that would be counterproductive when it came to a mission like this. He'd spent long enough, that morning, scrubbing himself raw in the shower.

Not that Nagisa really had an actual reason to study. He'd already gone over the file time and time again. Well, he supposed it was a way to pass time. Though Yada and Kayano had elected to spend time with the others before they left, Nagisa thought it was better without the distraction. He just had to think… that night was going to important.

It wasn't as though time dragged. Before he knew it, the clock told him he had to make his preparations, so Nagisa finally stood up, stretched himself out, and faced the outfit that had been chosen out for him. Of course, it was Irina's doing. He took it into the bathroom, where at least there were mirrors, and stripped off his current clothes.

Getting used to wearing trousers that fit him so snug was definitely weird. Even if he technically wasn't showing anything, he felt so… on display. He didn't like it. But, he could put up with it for the sake of a mission. Thankfully, it wasn't as tight as before. Irina had picked out a fairly standard suit, though a lot fancier than what he'd worn to Kayano's movie premier a few years ago.

Once he had it all on, he looked curiously at himself in the mirror. Would he really be able to fit in, with this cover? Practising his skills with Irina (and executing them on Karma) was one thing, but putting it into practise in a serious situation was a little scary. Nagisa had always thought his skills were more suited to in and out quick assassination, than pretending to be someone he wasn't, but he knew he had to be ready.

He still felt a little awkward, though, as he stepped out into the main area. Thankfully, the others had seemingly adjusted to his new look. So he didn't get too many weird stares. In fact, most of the attention seemed to be on Kayano and Yada, who were both far more dressed up than him. And they definitely looked the part a lot more.

Of course, he should have known when it came to Kayano. She was a successful actress, and he himself had accompanied her to one of her premiers before. So he'd seen her in the whole 'movie star' get up before, but he was still taken aback. It was hard for him to see her in way that wasn't his own friend Kayano, and he forgot sometimes the true person she'd actually become. The dress she was wearing was dark red, and seemed to glimmer under the lights. He also noticed, then, that in the high heels she was wearing, she was taller than him.

Yada was in a similar get up, though her hair was tied up in her signature ponytail and her dress was a little more revealing. But Kayano had a reputation to protect, whilst Yada could easily play the role of the privileged heiress. Altogether, perhaps their arrangement would work. He was glad he'd have an excuse to stand by Kayano's side most of the evening. Yada didn't worry him, she was probably the most capable when it came to this sort of thing.

Once Nagisa had arrived, they didn't have time to stand around and chat, since Yaiba san came right down to collect them. "Ready to go?"

Everyone made a quick motion to do the rounds of saying goodbye and wishing them good luck. This mission was the closest so far that they'd actually come to their target, so there truly was an air of how important this actually was. He could sense the nerves from beneath the surface of their skin… and it was all Nagisa could do to somehow attempt to ground himself to the situation.

Except, Karma was nowhere to be found in the group. Nagisa felt a little bad for avoiding him, but it wasn't as though he had a choice. Karma couldn't be taking it personally, honestly. It didn't take him long to locate him, still present but leaning against the wall just far enough you couldn't consider him as included in the conversation. But then again, that's where Karma naturally fit in during times like this.

"We're taking off right now," he said, where everyone else was still talking to Kayano and Yada.

Karma stood up properly. "Knock them dead."

A part of him knew Karma meant that literally. "I'll be back really soon."

"Hmm," he said, "you better, or I'll just kill you myself."

Apparently he didn't want to stick around any longer than that, because he sauntered off, back into the bedroom he supposed. Nagisa tried not to be too caught up or worried about it. Maybe it was a little harsh, but he had more important things to worry about than Karma missing him. He'd miss him too, of course. Missing someone, as it turned out, was an emotion that could be incredibly crushing. But it only drove him on to finish it sooner.

Everyone had said their goodbyes, then, so they followed Yaiba san. They'd already gone through the plans several times, of course, so Nagisa knew what he was doing from there, as two cars pulled up, and he and Kayano climbed into the one behind Yada. They couldn't arrive too close together, of course, and they had to take different routes through Tokyo.

"Are you ready for this?" Kayano asked, looking out of the window.

"I," Nagisa thought, "I'm as ready as I think I can be… Are you really okay with this? B-being seen with someone like me, I mean-"

Kayano turned her gaze to him, then, and laughed a little. "Did you read what a few articles said when you came with me to that premier?"

"Not really," he admitted. "I was just excited to see Sonic Ninja Three… And your performance, of course!"

"There were rumours," she said, "my agents squashed most of them, but that's because I was worried about you. One thing I've learnt in this life, I think, is that people are always going to say things and think what they want no matter what you do. But that doesn't actually change the person you are, so it's better to just… not think about it."

That sounded like a really great thing, actually. Nagisa was kind of soothed by that, though his concern in all of this had not been himself, but Kayano's reputation. As a beta woman, it would be kind of weird to a lot of people to be seen with an omega, even a male one like himself. He knew by all accounts there were far worse problems, but the society they lived in was tricky like that. There was nothing that said they had to act explicitly romantic, though, which was the easier play for the both of them. Being seen as tied down to a relationship could seriously hinder them at a time like this.

"Is this a hotel?" Kayano said, as the car started to pull up. "It seems kind of fancy."

Well, they were in one of the fancier neighbourhoods… "Let's do this."

At least there didn't seem to be any kind of press right at the front door step, but he supposed this wasn't really just a celebrity event. From the files that had been provided, most of the guests were business people, or came from some kind of old money, as well as a few important figures mixed in. Honestly, Nagisa was a little apprehensive for what Ohno might be trying here.

Kayano took him by the arm, linking them together, and they stepped into the hotel. Thankfully, right away there was a very clear sign board, directing to the actual guests that they wouldn't be able to use the rooftop that evening due to a private function. Well, that was very clearly where they had to go, so they headed there, and pressed the button that would take them to the top floor.

When they stepped out, Nagisa felt a huge sense of not belonging. There was a sizable bouncer right by the elevator, but he couldn't take his eyes off the scenery. He was looking at some kind of roof garden. On a normal day, he could imagine it would be a nice place to visit, but that evening it was completely decked out with lights and low ambient music. It seemed like a party anyone would want to go to.

"Name," the bouncer said curtly.

"Haruna Mase plus one!" Kayano announced cheerily.

The bouncer glared at him. "Your name?"

"Koshouyama Kaito," Nagisa replied, the name rolling off his tongue with ease given the amount of time he'd spent rehearsing it that day. Of course, as the master of fake names, Kayano had come up with it.

He gave them a look over, before stepping aside, and just like that they were in. Immediately Nagisa was nervous, scanning the place for any sight of Ohno, but he wasn't anywhere easily within his sights. Instead, they walked through the place together, and he made the best mental map of the place he could, just in case anything did happen. The more they could take for this, the better.

A few people were gathered around a small bar, in the midst of conversations, but beside it there was what almost looked like it could be a wedding aisle. Chairs were set out, decorated by what he assumed was flowers from the garden, and they were all facing towards what appeared to be a presentation screen. Which, just like the chairs, was wrapped in the foliage, as though they'd been trying to go for a natural look.

Unfortunately there wasn't much time to actually scope out the surroundings further, before the entire atmosphere started to change. That was then he walked on, and Nagisa immediately knew his feeling back in the prison had been correct. Like it was some kind of signature appearance of his, Ohno was dressed once again in a full black suit, though this time Nagisa could really see his dark hair and slightly crimson eyes.

Like magnets, all the guests came over the seating area at once, their conversations entirely severed. Was Ohno really that much more interesting to them, or was that just the kind of power he had? He and Kayano barely spared each other a glance before the followed the crowd, taking their seats as then they paid attention to what was about to happen.

A few more bouncer types stood behind Ohno as he took his position, just left of the huge screen so he wouldn't block what was actually happening. Slowly enough that Nagisa couldn't really notice it happening, the music died down to nothing, and the screen began to glow. It wasn't anything inherently evil, just a generic company logo, but then he cleared his throat.

"First and foremost, good day everyone. I thank all of you for sparing a moment from your busy schedules to attend my little event here. Honestly, I can't thank you enough. Well," he paused with dramatic purpose, "it's a little daunting, being such a new company. I'm sure you'll all know my background, but it was daunting, going from a mere assistant in the pharmaceutical industry to now developing this, my flagship product."

The screen changed, then, to display what he supposed what the product. Nagisa was taken aback, because it was very clear to him that Yuu had had something injected into him. But this was… different. There were two images on the screen, one of what looked like an upmarket container of gummy bears, yet shaped vaguely like tentacles, and beside it a closed package that had a similar design.

"Brain Tentacles," he announced. "In both edible and powdered form. I pose the question to all of you, what would you do if intelligence, strength, confidence, wasn't just something delegated at birth. Yes, you can work on those skills, but there's only really a certain level you can achieve within your own human limits. From today, I'm going to change that, with just this one supplement."

This couldn't be what they'd spent so long gathering profiles on, right? This was deeper than a brain supplement. This man felt very different from the one he'd laid eyes upon before briefly, too. They were definitely the same, he knew, but even his way of speaking… His voice right then was enthusiastic and bright, rather than the flat tone he could remember. It definitely wasn't right.

"Every day, we understand more and more about how the brain functions. This supplement works by attaching itself to the brain transmitters," he pulled a physical jar out of his pocket as if to demonstrate, "kicking you into gear to make you the best a human can actually be. Think of your brain as a horse and you as the jockey, this is only the whip." He chuckled. "Of course, there's no pain involved."

Nagisa's own brain was spinning when Ohno clicked something, and a short video started to play. He didn't have a lot of experience with pharmaceuticals, not in the slightest, but it just seemed like a very stereotypical advert. It was full of bright light, rooms that were too clean, as a conventionally attractive woman steadily spoke how much her life had been changed by the drug.

"Imagine being a teenager," Ohno continued once it came to an end, "and having access to something that can not only significantly improve studying, but also skills such as music and sport performance. And that's just one small part of the market here. Yes, in this year, finally a pill like this is possible. I assure you, it's not fiction, which is why we're looking at investors, donors, but most importantly influence. I'm counting on you, my distinguished guests, to help me. Together, we can make this a reality today." He laughed lightly. "I've been talking for a while. Well, I'll be available for a little while from now to take questions, but please, have a good time here tonight!"

As magnetising as he'd entered, Ohno took a step to the side, and the presentation was completely closed down. Once again, Nagisa didn't really notice it, but the music slowly raised back up again, accompanied by the low hum of various conversations. It almost made him dizzy, and he had no idea how to actually take all of it.

"That can't be it," Kayano said, when nobody else can hear them. "And… I don't really talk to my dad, but I know pharmaceuticals don't really work that way. They need years of tests and… proof."

He racked his brain. "Do you think this is just a cover up?"

Kayano was silent for a moment. "It's possible. I know we want to get our hands on those pills, one way or another…" She trailed off. "Look at Toka. Maybe she's hoping to find someone else with a protype… We should probably start asking around too."

Nagisa nodded, but looked over at Yada. She was completely turning the charm on, even going as far as to casually touch the arm of the man she was currently speaking to. Precisely that was what he'd been practising, of course, but actually doing it was really daunting. Though, a part of him right then was entirely fired up and he was ready to take action now they were right there.

At first he tagged along with Kayano as she moved over to someone she clearly knew. They'd had a profile of the other guests given to them, of course, but as much as Nagisa had stared at it he couldn't remember every single name. It was a good thing his cover was accompanying Kayano, anyway. It was appropriate for him to just stand around.

"Mase chan!" The other woman was saying excitedly. "I'm so surprised to see you here! Last time we talked, you were close to signing your house in Calabasas. What even brings you back to Tokyo?"

Nagisa looked at her in surprise. California Calabasas? He knew that being a movie star meant she'd spent a lot of time in Hollywood, but… She was filming a Japanese drama series. Wasn't she? Sure, it wasn't as if she spoke to Kayano every single day in their normal lives, but they were both busy. But… something as big as that? Maybe she was buying a house just in case…

She didn't miss a beat, though, just laughing. "I have contracts to wrap up here first, of course."

His gaze drifted, then, scanning over the other guests. One caught his eye, like he knew her face but not where from… Wait, wasn't she in one of the bands Daichi really liked? Under any other circumstance, he might go over and ask her for her autograph, but there was a time and a place. Just behind her, though, his eyes entirely zeroed in on something else.

Not only was Ohno not talking to anyone, he was walking with purpose. Nagisa couldn't stop himself from looking, as he said something to what appeared to be his body guards, and headed for the elevator. Using all of his skills as an assassin, Nagisa silently weaved his way through the crowd, getting just close enough that he was within earshot by the time Ohno was actually waiting.

"To the lobby?" The bouncer asked.

Ohno smiled. "We came in our own cars. No, the basement carpark level, please."

Something just felt so right about this shot, like everything was lining up. Immediately, Nagisa weaved towards the other side of the roof, where he'd noticed a stairwell. All buildings had to have them. Thankfully, once he was inside, he didn't have to worry about being seen. The time Ohno would be waiting for the elevator to arrive would only be a minimal head start, and he had to make it all the way to the basement.

Thankfully, Nagisa remembered his parkour. Aside from also practising it when he'd found the chance, in their facility. It had taken a little bit of adjustment, considering the lack of pregnancy and shift of weight this time around. With the adrenaline, though, Nagisa found it easy enough to take the stairs faster than most normal people could, and found he was soon at the bottom without breaking much of a sweat, almost perfectly in time to greet Ohno out of the elevator.

He hid behind a car, for a moment, and just observed. Nagisa had seen his chance and took it, but he hadn't made much of a plan for what he was actually going to do. He could try and take him out if he was quick enough, considering Ohno was unaccompanied, but there was a lot that could go wrong with that plan. Staring at him, he noticed the imprint of the pill box still poking out of his pocket, and at the very least, he could snatch them.

Blood lust was practically trickling out of his veins as he stood up properly. Just as he'd been taught, he took a deep breath, and did his best to clear his brain of himself. Right then, he was no longer Nagisa. He was going to transform into exactly what Ohno wanted to see, lure him in, and then go for the absolute kill. Well, kill was a figure of speech.

"I enjoyed your presentation," he said, paying close attention to his tone of voice. "I came down here for some air, but then I happened to catch sight of you, and I didn't get a chance to ask my question."

Ohno turned around to look at him properly, before leaning casually with his back to the car door. "I'm glad it made such an impression on you."

Nagisa nodded as eagerly as he could manage, and tried to concentrate on his scent. It was a little embarrassing, but he could only really bring it out when he thought about Karma. He tilted his head to extend his neck, and imagined hot lips pressed there. Given the situation, it wasn't the easiest thing to pull off, but he knew it had to be working somewhat. In contrast, as he got closer, Ohno's alpha scent was… strangely clean.

"Actually," he said once he was right in his personal space, "I was a little embarrassed to ask in public." For effect, he let his eyes flutter. "This supplement, it stimulates your brain, right? I'd really love to try it, if it really works in all kinds of ways, for heightening every function."

"It's a whole brain improvement system," he explained calmly, "it works for whatever purpose you need it for."

"What purposes have you tried?"

"Well, I-"

But Nagisa's eyes were on the target. He could feel himself coiling around him, and now it was time for the killing bite. It had to be time. If he left it too long, his prey might be able to slip away. With one hand firmly gripping Ohno by the waist, the other moving up to his shoulder, he closed his eyes and administered the kiss of death. The one sure fire technique that would work in this situation, that had never let him down.

Ohno responded without even a second's hesitation, and it didn't take long before Nagisa was able to pry his lips open and go in for the kill. He just tried to ignore the fact that this man was probably as old as his parents, and more importantly wasn't Karma. But this was an assassination technique, definitely not designed for his own pleasure.

But… something was strange. By now he should have easily gotten five hits, minimum, but there was nothing. Ohno was… fighting him. Resisting. Maybe he just had pride. He wasn't surprised enough. Nagisa could still bring this back. He moved with more determination, but as he went on, that turned into a mild desperation as he searched for what it would take to bring him down.

"Hmm," Ohno muttered, as their mouths broke apart, not even sparing a pant.

Nagisa couldn't even move an inch, before something hard and metal was pressed right to the back of his head. Immediately, he knew there was someone behind him, and without his sight, just from the feel of it, he had to assume it was the barrel of a gun. Not only that, but just out of the corner of his eye, he could see someone else, and he definitely had a weapon. There was literally nowhere for him to run, lest he get fatally shot.

"Really, it was nice of you to come," Ohno licked his lips, "Shiota Nagisa."