In another part of Tokyo, two people were humming along the piano ballads emanating from a small Bluetooth speaker. Their smiles were wide as they looked at each other with eyes filled with love as if they hoped to be dancing together.

This beautiful scene in an old house was washed by the soft sunlight of the rising sun.

Everything would have looked picturesque and perfect if the two people were not trying to create an improvised explosive device. Or perhaps, the sight was more beautiful because of their adeptness in creating their bombs.

The man and woman cooperated as their nimble gloved fingers worked on their masterpiece.

The cubes of explosives in the man's hands looked innocuous while the woman twisted wires with slender fingers and connected them to a timer device. Once each of them finished their part, they kissed over the explosives.

Then, they started combining the constituent parts to finish up their bomb.

"This is our greatest work yet," Clyde said.

"The eruption of our love will fill the world," Bonnie added with a smile.

The two people were not actually named Bonnie and Clyde when they were born. Rather, they chose these two names after they became assassins. More accurately, they chose the names once they decided to pair up as assassins.

It could be said that the two of them were just ordinary mercenaries before they met. However, once they got together, their minds became wild and wilder. Their connection fed a madness in them that led to complete chaos.

"It is a shame about Spider, Snake, Venom and the rest of them," Clyde said as he pulled Bonnie into his arms.

He held her by the waist and started swaying with her to the rhythm of the piano love ballad from the 1950s. The moment was a little beautiful as they were caught in the beautiful rays of the sun in that old house.

"Indeed. I wish they could see the glorious fireworks we will light up tonight." Bonnie replied as she laid her head on her lover's shoulder.

"I do not understand why they chose to blow up by going against Kaito in such a ridiculous way. Did they think they could win?" Clyde questioned with a sceptical look on his face.

"Do not mind those short-sighted fools. They are already dead anyway." Bonnie said as Clyde twirled her around and brought her back to his arms. "We should focus on us and our great show."

"You are always right, my Bonnie," Clyde said.

"All we need is to set the stage for our glorious moment, sit back and bask in the light of our genius and glory," Bonnie whispered with an intoxicated smile as they kept swaying. historical

She felt powerful and unstoppable and pulled Clyde in for a kiss. They both became immersed in their love and drowned in their lifelong fantasy of watching the world burn. They were unaware that their plans would fail miserably.

At the same time, Kaito was checking with his sources on the location of the two people. Among the dangerous factors in Shadow Brotherhood, he was most concerned about the two parties from the prisoners who had gone missing.

The two were not like the other prisoners who he imprisoned.

They were much more dangerous because they were lovers. And their love was bound together by their destructive behaviours. This aspect is what made Kaito recruit them to the Shadow Brotherhood despite being volatile factors.

As demolition masters, they were quite experienced in explosives. It was a rare skill in the assassin world. Mercenaries did know about common bombs, but they did not have the finesse displayed by Bonnie and Clyde.

At most, normal mercenaries could handle creating a crude bomb or using a controlled explosion during a moment of emergency.

But Bonnie and Clyde were masters who stood at the top of the explosive game.

The couple could create a small charge which could explode in a single car in a traffic jam, and the blow would not touch the adjacent cars. Their charges were so targeted that it was difficult to imagine that bombs were used.

However, that did not mean that they could not handle the serious stuff.

Unfortunately, it was their desire to build a masterpiece explosion that led to Kaito locking them up, about one year before he moved to Mountain Ridge.

Technically speaking, the two people had not killed anyone they should not have. But they stepped out of the line when they began their experimentation to create the perfect bomb. Their primary crime was the destruction of property.

The deeper truth was that Kaito was trying to prevent them from making an irresolvable mistake.

He saw the madness in their eyes for a while, especially when he caught them blowing up an empty ship in an abandoned yard at night. The madness in their eyes was a warning sign which could not be overlooked.

He locked them up and asked them to reflect on their actions. He planned to let them out once they became sane and sober, but they did not change.

The truth was that, as soon as the two people met, their fate was already written.

Perhaps, if they had never seen each other, their lives might have ended up differently.

Kaito tapped on the desk with his index finger as he thought of Bonnie and Clyde and their possible location. He did not believe that they would ride off into the sunset peacefully. They were probably planning something major.

But he did not know how to prepare for it.

A few hours later, Akira alighted a plane in a small private airstrip. As she stepped down from the plane, she found that several black, government-issue vehicles were waiting for her a short distance away. She did not pause in her step as she assessed the situation.

Her eyes rested on one of the vehicles with a subtle look in her eyes.

She could not be certain, but she was quite confident that the person she was meeting was in that one vehicle. The black car did not look any different from the other four, but she could sense a strange gaze from it.

Furthermore, she could evaluate the formation of the vehicles to determine the most probable choice for an important person to use. She never worked in the security industry, but her education in the Immortal Sword Valley covered a lot of things.

Furthermore, she was an experienced agent who had dealt with all kinds of situations.

"Ms Yamazaki, please follow me." A smart female aide walked up and spoke with the calmness of an experienced assistant.

She was waiting for Akira some distance away with two bodyguards flunking her. Her no-nonsense appearance and attitude showed that she was a seasoned government agent. Akira looked at her with deep assessing eyes.

"You should introduce yourself first," Akira said.

"What?" The aide frowned.

"I understand that I am meeting someone important, but the basic courtesy when you meet someone for the first time is to introduce yourself. I do not believe you have ill intentions, but I am not going to follow someone I do not know." Akira responded calmly.

The dark eyes were cold. She was not the soft and lovable Akira that people in Mountain Ridge knew anymore. Despite her gentle demeanour once she got to know people, she was also someone who had dabbled in a lot of business and political scenes.

She might have chosen to only keep her identity as a chef, but at her core, she was still a samurai. Moreover, she was raised by Helen Brown, who was an indisputably shrewd person in the business world.

She could see that this aide was looking down on her. Furthermore, she did not know why this little assistant thought that she could order her out of the blues.

"My apologies, Ms Yamazaki. We need to get going immediately. My boss is quite a busy person, so we do not have a lot of time for pleasantries." The aide maintained her calm demeanour even as her eyes flashed with annoyance.

She did not understand why her boss, who was a respected figure in the international political scene, was paying attention to this little girl. The aide felt that there was nothing noteworthy about this Yamazaki Akira.

At least, that is what she told herself to keep up pretences. But deep within, she actually looked down on Akira more for getting pregnant out of wedlock like a shameless woman. She felt like Akira was throwing the faces of powerful women everywhere.

Even though the world was modern and different, the aide thought that a woman needed to have a little more self-respect. It was embarrassing for a woman to just get knocked up like that.

"Then, you better get on with your self-introduction. You are wasting time." Akira said without a hint of haste in her voice.

The aide gnashed her teeth angrily, but she was an experienced person after all. She could see that the woman was quite stubborn and would not compromise.. More importantly, she knew that the boss had plans for the woman, so she had to comply with the request.