Nui and Ryūko sat two seats across from each other along the right side of a long board room table surrounded by seats. The board room being a fairly minimalistic chamber encased in concrete sound proofed walls and a blue carpeted floor. With a metal sliding door at the front of the room, while at the back at the head of the table sat Mikisugi, with Tsumugu sitting a seat across on the left side.

"Its good to see you both are in one piece." Mikisugi spoke with his usual casual bravado.

Nui spoke arrogantly, "Yeaaaah those guys were small fry!"

Ryūko looked at Nui without turning her head in bored irritation as she rested her head on her hand propped up on the table via her elbow, "Hmph tell that to your hotel room..."

Mikisugi cut back in out of fear of confrontation between the two with a small bead of sweat rolling down his forehead, "Well for small fry they were pretty well equipped, life fiber infused ammunition and gear with quality fit for a private army."

Tsumugu added on as he continued to glare in Nui's direction, "No doubt supplied by the servants of the thread."

Nui rolled her eye, "Hmph they're obviously a red herring."

Mikisugi answered as he sat back in his seat placing a grasp on his chin "I don't doubt that, but this isn't a red herring we can afford to ignore, not while they are getting support from the servants..." He sat forward clasping his hands together and resting them on the table, "Not only are they gonna become more of a threat now but also it creates a disbalance between the other crime syndicates."

Tsumugu interjected, "Not to mention having connections with the servants of the thread means they could have information from the inside of our agency, the police and just about anywhere else you can think of."

Mikisugi sighed, "Well you two don't need to worry about that for now-"

Nui suddenly interrupted standing up leaning onto the table with one hand with her other raised enthusiastically in the air, "Aaaaacctualllly~ I think me and Ryūko should partake in hunting down the High Akuma!"

Ryūko voiced a simple "Huh?!"

While Mikisugi questioned curiously, "Really? Why? I thought you said they are small fry."

Nui answered leaning back in her chair, "That might be true, but me and Ryūko here, well we're on the verge of a breakthrough!"

Ryūko added in, "That's news to me..."

Nui continued without reacting, "And I think that taking down the high Akuma could be just the right experience for me and her to complete our training."

Mikisugi raised an eyebrow, "A breakthrough? What kind?"

Nui answered with a smug expression, "Well it might be a little too difficult for you to understand right now~ But just know that its to empower our life fibers to recover some of our lost strength."

Mikisugi squinted back a gaze of suspicion, "I see..." He then turned to Tsumugu, "You have any problems with this?"

Tsumugu closed his eyes and sighed, "You know damn well I got a problem with her doing anything, but I know you ain't gonna listen to me about that. Besides that I don't give a fuck if these two wanna go on this wild goose chase."

Mikisugi shrugged, "Well I guess I got no objections either... Alright you two will officially be working with other Nudist beach members as well as the Police to take down the high Akuma."

Ryūko spoke up irritably, "I still don't remember agreeing to this but I guess I got no choice now. So working with the police huh?"

Mikisugi answered as he snuck a peek at a clock hanging on the right side wall, "Yeah in fact their representative should be here any moment now."

Just as Mikisugi said, a man in formal police uniform was walking through the corridors of the Nudist HQ towards the briefing room. They turned a corner and revealed himself to be the Police captain Hiroyuki. As the captain turned the corner, the entrance to the briefing room came into view, Along with Mako sitting on a plastic chair right beside the briefing room door, idly licking a large red lollipop.

The captain drew close to the briefing room which pulled Mako's attention away from her lollipop, causing her to suddenly leap up from her chair, startling the captain, "Oh crap its a police ma- I mean oh wow! Its a police man!"

The captain greeted her in his confusion, somewhat taken aback, "oh er... Hello there young lady, I would love to chat but I have an important meet-"

Mako suddenly interrupted, "You know my Dad is an emergency worker too! Well technically he's a private doctor, but he does take on some emergency patients!"

The captain was overcome with the awkwardness now combining with his confusion, "I... I see..."

Mako continued strangely urgently, "I don't mean private as in those back alley doctor types, no no! My Dad is a licenced professional! Completely L.E.G.A.L."

The Captain answered back with a befuddled expression, as he desperately looked for an exit from the conversation "Right, that's er... good, now while I would love to continue chatting, I have an important meeting to attend so if you would excuse me-"

Mako cut in again, enthusiastically, "Oh of course! Don't worry about me or my dad's back alley- I mean totally professional and legal doctor's clinic!"

The police captain continued looking confused as he went to push the briefing room door open, "A-alright? Take care then..."

Meanwhile Mako turned away with a proud smile on her face as she muttered to herself, "I did it dad! Just like you taught me."

The captain mumbled under his breath as he entered the briefing room, "What a strange girl." He then directed his attention towards the briefing room with all eyes upon him, "Sorry I'm late."

Mikisugi answered with a relaxed smirk, "Ah don't worry about it." He then turned his head to Ryūko and Nui, "Ryūko this is the captain of the Tokyo police department, officer Hiroyuki. You remember the good captain right Nui?"

Nui was checking her nails absentmindedly, "No not really."

While Ryūko greeted the captain with a simple "sup' nice to meet ya."

The captain answered back "Likewise, "Now... You're all familiar with the high Akuma by this point, but I assume that you didn't expect them to be the ones attacking you directly."

Mikisugi responded, "No but we now have reason to believe that the High Akuma are in bed with the servants of the threads."

The captain replied with recognition, "Hmph, well now that... complicates things, especially with this." The Captain took out a file from his jacket before throwing it down on the briefing room table, causing a few documents followed by photographs to spill out.

Mikisugi leaned over to look at the photos, "What's... this?"

Hiroyuki added on sternly, as he slid a few of the photos over to where Mikisugi was sitting. "These images were taken of suspected arms dealers trading to the High Akuma. They look familiar?"

Mikisugi looked over each of the photographs carefully, each of the images displaying a blurry visage of a singular individual in each photo, some of them women, others men, all in fairly casual dress walking amongst the public, "Should they?"

The police captain sighed, "I was hoping they did... Because a few of these individuals have been identified as... Nudist beach agents."

Tsumugu's eyes widened as Mikisugi stood up from his seat, his face lost in shock, "What?!"

Hiroyuki closed his eyes with shame, "So you're as shocked as I was... At least this answered the question of where the High Akuma got the nudist beach gear from..."

Mikisugi sat back in his seat and muttered to himself in aggravation, "They've been at this for that long...?"

The captain raised an eyebrow, causing Nui to answer in Mikisugi's stead, "My apologies about our dear commander here, but you see the High Akuma being in bed with with the servants comes with certain funny little implications."

Mikisugi spoke up like he just retrieved his mind from a far away place, "Sorry about that... let me explain... We have reason to believe the servants of the thread are able to control people by manipulating their memories, making them believe that they themselves ARE servants."

The captains eyes widened for a moment before loosing as he took a seat out at the end of the briefing table, "Well... that does explain... A lot." The captain sighed, the information visibly weighing heavily upon him, "The truth is I haven't known who to trust for weeks now... especially after the raid we conducted together."

Mikisugi raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

The captain sat back in his seat, arms crossed, "After the raid, we conducted investigations, continued interrogations, and eventually it became clear that the site we raided was set up to draw our attention, like they knew the raid was going to take place."

Tsumugu replied cynically, "You didn't let us know about this?"

Hiroyuki looked back in Tsumugu's direction with a stoic gaze, "No offense but after we discovered some nudist agents were trading with the High Akuma, I didn't exactly know who in Nudist beach I could trust."

Nui spoke up playfully, "Trust is such a fickle thing for you humans hm?"

Ryūko snapped back, "Like it isn't for the life fibers..."

The police captain continued the conversation, "Of course it didn't remain just nudist beach seemingly compromised for long... As the days rolled on, more attempts to prod at the high Akuma ended up with dud after dud, the information leaks were obvious, information that could only have come from my own department."

Ryūko gripped her chin in thought, "Could be just an ordinary Mole from the high Akuma."

The captain responded, "That's the thing... After I realised they were utilising moles, I made sure to be careful with how I circulated information, Triple checking the background of anyone involved. It didn't make sense how the information was leaking. But if what you are saying about these servants is true..."

Mikisugi muttered with a troubled expression, "Then it means they've been embedded far longer than we thought..."

There was a moment of silence, the police captain, Mikisugi and Tsumugu all lost in serious thought. Ryūko looked around at them, the awkwardness of the situation provoking a bead of sweat to drip down her forehead. Nui meanwhile sat idly without a care in the world before casually pulling out a textile followed by a pair of knitting needles. The sound of her knitting filling the room...

"So the civilians from Akihabara?" Hiroyuki finally spoke up above Nui's knitting.

Mikisugi replied, "We believe... Future servants, at least some of them."

The captain sighed, a tinge of pain audible in his voice, "I... I see, we can try homing in on the missing persons reports, use those to try and identify servants... But that's gotta be hundreds of names at least..."

Mikisugi responded solemnly, "Yeah, I understand."

The silence crept back in before Nui interrupted, "Yes yes its all very sad, now can we move on already! A girl needs her relaxation time! And frankly this conversation is incredibly tiring."

The captain stood up from his seat, "Right well, I'll be in touch, remember be careful who you trust."

Mikisugi nodded, "Already are, not to mention we're refining our methods for sniffing out these brain washed moles. At any rate, thank you captain Hiroyuki."

The police captain nodded in return before quietly turning towards the briefing room door and making his exit.

With a sudden slam of the briefing room door, the police captain left the room, causing Nui to immediately sigh with relief, "Phew! I thought he would neeeeveeer leave!" She suddenly turned to Mikisugi, "Now when do we get to go home to Satsuki's house?"

There was a pause in the room as the confusion hit, with only Mikisugi answering to interrupt the awkwardness, "Wait what?"

Ryūko soon added on, "Yeah what the hell are you talking about?"

Nui answered with a playful shrug, "Why not?"

Tsumugu angrily snapped back, "The fuck you mean "why not?!" You were just attacked by a gang hit squad and lets not forget that you yourself are just a rabid dog on a short leash!"

Ryūko grumbled with irritation, "Not to mention Satsuki isn't gonna be happy to have you around..."

Nui clearly ignoring Tsumugu, turned to Ryūko, "Ah I'm sure it will be fiiiine, I can even let out the other Nui out of her pen~ some of the time."

Suddenly clone Nui arose in a form made of blood, "Hey! I'm not an animal you know!"

True Nui smiled smugly, satisfied with clone Nui's reaction.

However before any more discourse between the two Nuis or Ryūko could occur, Mikisugi spoke up "Alright I'll allow it."

Ryūko and Tsumugu suddenly shouted in unison, "WHAT?!"

Mikisugi continued, "We did make a deal after all that you would get to live a "Normal" life, however the house will be under heavy surveillance so there's two conditions, don't antagonise, and When Satsuki wants you to; let clone Nui take control. You know what will happen if you step out of line right...?"

Nui sighed, "yeah yeah, its off with my head."

Mikisugi finished his sentence with a tenacious grin, "Actually we're gonna start cracking down on your sewing supplies."

Nui gasped before retracting into stubborn poutiness, "Hmph I would like to see you try..."

Ryūko interjected with what almost seemed like a panicked plead, "Mikisugi, are you SURE this is a good idea?"

Mikisugi answered, "I understand your concerns, but if you both are gonna be working together to take on the high Akuma it would be best to stay in close proximity to one another."

Ryūko's frustrations set in as she snapped back angrily, "Oh right that other thing I'm getting roped into..."

Mikisugi shrugged, "You say that but you actually seemed pretty ok with the experiment we had going."

Ryūko grumbled irritably, "That was before we got attacked by a god damn Yakuza death squad..."

Mikisugi smiled earnestly, "Oh come on! The Ryūko I know wouldn't let something like that stop them from doing what they gotta do."

Ryūko rolled her eyes, "Well lets just say the "Ryūko you know" is a different one than the one that has to deal with Harime all god damn day."

Mikisugi frowned empathetically, "I get it Ryūko, its not easy... But Nui is a part of all of our lives now, we need to be able to learn to get used to that. Besides you already lasted a while alone with her without killing her. This time its gonna be you, Satsuki, Rei AND Soroi while also being guarded heavily by nudist agents. I'm sure you can handle it."

Ryūko sighed deeply, "...Alright... But you're seriously gonna owe me AND Satsuki for this."

Mikisugi Smiled, "Thank you Ryūko, we'll try to get the hotel up and running as soon as possible."

Nui cheered as she wrapped her arms around Ryūko's shoulders, "Yaaaay! I can't wait! Its gonna be so much fun!"

Ryūko's face seemed lost in despair, "Satsuki is gonna kill me..."

Clone Nui appeared in her blood form, seeping out of true Nui's arm wrapped around Ryūko's back, "I-I'll do my best to help, Ryūko..."

Mikisugi interjected informing both true Nui and Ryūko, "We got a car outside ready to take you to Satsuki's house."

Nui replied with curious disappointment, "She isn't here in person?"

Mikisugi responded, "We've been keeping her on lockdown since we don't know if she too is a target of the High Akuma."

Ryūko nodded understandingly, "Makes sense."

Nui however, pouted irritably, "Ugh fiiiine I guess I can wait a bit longer to see her."

Mikisugi shot Nui a stern look, "Remember the moment Satsuki wants it, clone Nui takes over got it?"

Nui replied with a dismissive, "Hm" as she turned towards the board room door.

Ryūko got up from the table before silently shooting her own piercing gaze at Mikisugi as she turned to follow Nui out the board room.

Immediately upon opening the board room door, Mako's eyes sparked up, "Ryūko! Oh and scary Nui... You want a lollipop? They are giving out tons of them!"

Ryūko replied almost concerned as Nui Looked at Mako in disdain, "Wait how many of those have you been eating?" Meanwhile a female Nudist agent approached the group to stand by ready to lead them out of the facility.

As the group began to walk away led by the Nudist agent, Mikisugi sat with Tsumugu as he pondered to himself out loud, "Huh I wonder if she's picking up that icy cold stare from Satsuki..."

Tsumugu interrupted his train of thought however, "Those bastards are in the Tokyo police too..."

Mikisugi answered with a sigh, "Looks like that might be the case, seems like no matter where we look we're gonna find signs of them scurrying about in the shadows."

Tsumugu added on with a suspecting side glance at his friend, "Don't let it get to ya now."

Mikisugi chuckled shortly, "Oh please..."

Tsumugu grit his teeth in frustration as he hunched forward in his seat and stared at the floor, "I thought we would never have to deal with this feeling again..."

Mikiugi laid back in his seat and gazed up at the celling, "Yeah... I know what you mean."

Returning to Ryūko, Nui and Mako, the nudist agent leading them out the building showed them to a black car bearing the nudist beach insignia. The agent opening the car door for the three to step inside, Mako sat the left hand side, Ryūko in the middle and Nui on the right.

Ryūko turned to Mako, "Hey we're gonna be heading to Satsuki's, wanna come with?"

Mako spoke with a dramatic melancholy, "I would love too... But I think Mom and Dad are pretty worried about me, so I should better head home."

Ryūko smiled empathetically, "Right..."

Mako leaned forward to look at Nui, "Hey scary Nui?"

Nui became annoyed at the very sound of Mako's voice, "Ugh what is it bobblehead?" Nui's words provoking a look of aggravation from Ryūko.

Mako continued with a tentative, intimidated whimper, "I... I'm glad you and nice Nui are ok..."

Nui only gave an irritated "Hmph" as she turned to prop her elbow against the bottom of as she held up her face to stare absentmindedly out at the world passing by.

Mako retreated into silence out of fear of provoking the obviously annoyed Nui, while Ryūko's gaze at Nui softened into awkward uncomfortableness. A few more moments of driving passed by, the car eventually making a stop upon reaching Mako's home.

Mako stepped out of the car as well as Ryūko, the two hugging as Nui stared at the two of them in continued disdain. The two finished their hug as Ryūko turned to return to the car as Mako waved at both her and Nui. Ryūko sighed upon noticing Nui staring at her and Mako, only for Nui turn to face forward upon noticing Ryūko's gaze.

Nui spoke up as soon as Ryūko returned to the car, Ryuko remaining on the other side of the car seats, "Thank goodness, being that bobblehead's presence feels like an eternity."

Ryūko glanced at Nui with an exasperated sigh, "You're gonna behave yourself right? I may be able to deal with your bullshit, most of the time but Satsuki has treasured her peace time even more than I have."

Nui replied in an offended manner, "hm how cruel of you to even ask that!"

Ryūko rolled her eyes, "Come on Nui... We both know why I'm asking that."

Nui pouted irritably, "Hmph a few weeks ago you didn't know a single thing about my private life, and now you're acting like we've been together since birth!"

Ryūko grumbled aggravatedly, "Look I've spent enough time with you over the last few weeks to know how you act pisses me and Satsuki off, and besides I did hear some horror stories from Rei how much of a brat you were in your free time."

Nui suddenly froze in playful shock, "She said what?!" Her shock transitioned to a mischievous smile. "Looks like I may need to make true on her punishment for "mouthing off" after all~"

Ryūko glared angrily, "Nui..."

True Nui hand waved her worries away, "I'm kidding I'm kidding! Well mostly..."

The agent driving the car suddenly spoke up, "We're approaching the home of Satsuki Kiryūin."

Ryūko muttered under her breath in anticipation, "Here we go..." Before speaking up to reply to the agent, "Thanks."

The car pulled up to a park in font of Satsuki's home and the car door on Ryūko's side quickly swung open as Ryūko stepped out. Just as Ryūko walked around the car to face the house, the door to the home opened and Satsuki stepped out, she was wearing a comfortable blue sweater paired with black lounging pants, her face full of relief to see her sister safe.

"Ryūko, you're alrigh-" Satsuki spoke out to her sister only for her voice to trail off as Nui stepped out of the car to playfully wave to Satsuki, "What is the meaning of this?" Satsuki's face becoming rigid and stern.

Ryūko stood almost dumbstruck for how to respond, while Nui stood by her side smiling with a twinkle in her eye.

Eventually Ryūko drew in a sharp breath and answered, "Er... Nui here... Is gonna be staying with us for a little bit..."

Satsuki's gaze sharpened for a moment, before loosening as she closed her eyes to pinch the bridge of her nose while she sighed in tired frustration, "I... see..." She then turned to face the house while looking back over her shoulder, "Inside, now."

Ryūko stepped forward to pass Satsuki into her home, while Nui soon began to follow.

Satsuki however stopped Nui in her tracks by point at her, "Clone Nui, now."

True Nui rolled her eye in irritation, "Fiiiine." before changing over to clone Nui.

Clone Nui looked at Satsuki, empathetically, "I'm sorry about this Satsuki..." Before passing her to enter the house.

Satsuki stayed outside for a moment to glance over at a van for a fake extermination company parked down the street, her knowing the van contained a team of nudist agents, monitoring the Satsuki household, before she too walked inside and closed the house's front door.

Meanwhile, across the city stood a luxurious high rise, where a well dressed man walked through the buildings corridors on one of it's highest floors. The man's purple suit concealing many a tattoo including a certain depiction of a red Oni. The man's head was hanging low seemingly out of shame as he hesitantly approached a large double door at the centre of the corridor.

The man knocked on the double doors, provoking a reply from inside, "come in."

The man opened the double doors, revealing a lavish office-like space large enough to be a hotel suite. The room had a massive window at the back end of the room with a mahogany desk sitting before it facing the doors. On the right side of the room was a table with comfortable leather seats where six gruff men in their own sleek suits sat sipping Sakéout of ochokos.

Behind the desk stood another man, arms crossed as he faced the window staring at the streets bellow. He wore a black and white checkered suit that was clearly more expensive than the other men's suits. He had eyes like a fox and a slick comb over with strands of white intermingling amongst the mostly black hair. The man carried an air of authority overwhelming the atmosphere of the room.

"Well...?" The man at the window asked expectantly, his voice deep, entwined with sophistication.

The Yakuza with the purple suit answered, his voice oozing with melancholic frustration, "I'm... Sorry boss... But it looks like the servants aren't gonna help us with breaking out our guys this time, they said "They don't want us growing complacent in the expectation of having their assistance." well at least they were polite about it..."

One of the Yakuza members sitting at the table spoke up angrily, "That's a fuckin' insult! We shouldn't have to stand for having our pride shit on by some two bit terrorists!"

Another one replied, "But we have to, they hold all the cards, all the gear, all the information and besides, we shouldn't be wasting our time trying to break out some incompetent idiots who couldn't get the job done."

Another at the table retorted, "You say that like we didn't break out that crazy asshole with the mohawk, They couldn't get the job done either! With that modified "DTR" they had."

One more argued back, "Now hang on a minute, that guy might of been crazy to think they coulda won with that DTR, but the shit he's able to do with that tech and now life fibers? He's making something they haven't even imagined up in movies."

Another was about to bicker back before the boss silenced the room with a simple "Enough." He then turned around to address all the men with a strong cold look, "With the failure of the recent assault, the nudists will be looking to eliminate the threat we pose, meaning they will be on the attack this time, and they won't stop until we're completely quelled. But the High Akuma will not stand down to some naked fools who think they can stop the power of the highest demon. We'll show them what it truly means... To go to war with the Yakuza."