The white-haired man asks whether his boss sent him, and figures he is just the driver. Kei nods with a nervous smile, trying to hide his fear while adjusting his cap.
With everything sorted out, the two drive through the city at night, taking a busy highway. The kid steps hard on the gas, making the car speed up very quickly. Inside the vehicle the mood gets heavy, and they ride in total silence. Through the rearview mirror Kei watches his passenger, and the tension in the air only builds. The white-haired man notices the stare and asks what is wrong, but the kid brushes it off, saying it is nothing. In his thoughts, Kei admits how terrifying the aura of a professional killer really is.
The white-haired man just stares at the driver with a cold, calculating look. They continue the drive in that uncomfortable silence, which makes everything even more tense.
To break the ice, the young man decides to ask about what he saw on the first floor of the building. He remembers the women and children there, and asks if they were also part of the contract. The operative says no, but adds that it would have been a problem if they had started screaming, which leaves Kei shocked. Then he explains that the cleaners handle the mess, so it costs nothing to clear out the extras. With a nervous laugh, Kei says the rumors were true, and that this man is truly ruthless.
Then the driver mentions a name. Funeral Flowers.
It catches the mercenary's attention. Surprised, the white-haired man asks how he knows that name, and Kei says his boss told him. The Funeral Flowers are an elite group of operatives, each of them carrying the code name of a flower. The white-haired man complains that a boss like that talks way too much about things he ought to keep hidden. But the kid is not intimidated, and keeps chatting with his dangerous passenger.
He points to the scar on the man's face and asks if that was done by a blade. In a teasing tone, Kei says it proves that even a Funeral Flower can get hurt. The mercenary does not answer, and only gives the driver a serious, intimidating glare. Kei's expression shifts, and he finally realizes he crossed the line.
Then the white-haired man starts telling a story about another member of the Funeral Flowers.
He talks about a man code named Nightshade, which means belladonna, a poisonous flower, exactly like the name. That man was a grim reaper in human form, a true menace. But that operative disobeyed the organization's orders over a simple little girl. In the end, the white-haired man reveals, he was the one who finished Nightshade's story.
Kei listens to all of it, then replies with a flat, "So what?" He shows absolutely no fear.
The hitman aims his gun at the back of his head and says that story has to go with him to the very end. Startled, Kei stammers and asks what he is talking about. With his finger on the trigger, the white-haired man gets ready to take his shot at the driver.
But he explains himself first. He noticed the kid's counter-surveillance technique, the way he had been checking whether they were being followed. He also says that despite all the acting, the kid is not scared, because nervous people sweat differently. That fear-induced sweat releases a very strong and specific scent, and he does not catch that scent on him. The driver is completely calm.
Because of that, he demands to know who he is and where he really came from.
Slowly, Kei's hands start moving on the steering wheel. Then, in a quick, unexpected motion, he throws both hands up, surprising the mercenary. The white-haired man is confused by his target's sudden reaction. In that instant Kei slams the gas, and the car speeds down the highway. Out of control, the vehicle swerves hard toward the safety barrier. In the rearview mirror, Kei lands a solid punch right on his passenger's face.
The operative is in shock at the sudden turnaround, and at the kid's surprise attack. Right after, the car crashes violently into the road barrier. With the heavy impact, the white-haired man is thrown out of the moving car. Even so, he lands gracefully on the asphalt and quickly recovers from the fall.
Then a distraction comes at him. The driver's cap flies right into his face.
Kei jumps out to attack, revealing his true look. His eyes glow red, and he charges forward with a blade, ready for a clash. The operative reacts instantly and aims his weapon, impressed by his enemy's speed. The kid then throws his blade with insane accuracy, straight at the mercenary.
The mercenary pulls the trigger, but his gun jams at the worst possible moment. Frustrated, the white-haired man barely manages to dodge the incoming attack. The blade has hit a crucial spot on the pistol, locking the trigger.
Now the two enemies face off on the highway, right after the kid's bold move. Kei points out that the weapon's cylinder is weak against impacts and jams easily. With a smirk, he says that Desert Eagle pistols are actually pretty delicate.
The blade had struck the side of the firearm perfectly. The white-haired man is shocked that anyone could hit that spot in a fraction of a second.
Furious, the mercenary yells at him not to be underestimated, and pulls a new tool from his sleeve. It is a karambit, a hooked blade, and he readies himself for close combat. In response, Kei prepares to fight using nothing but his bare hands.