Correction Club!

As the trio venture through the bustling atmosphere of Sin City, the streets are lined with casinos and clubs.

“Kenzo! Tie up Jochi and let's go eat!” Manya exclaims.

“With what money?” Kenzo replies, reaching into Jochi’s pocket and pulling out a rope.

“Keke! Don’t worry, I've got it figured out.”

“Whatever…I need some booze anyway.” Kenzo replies, now tying up Jochi.

Manya and Kenzo enter a nearby club, dragging Jochi along with them. The music shakes the entire building as hundreds of bodies trap them inside.

“Do you have sake!?” Kenzo beckons the bartender, shouting over the music..

The bartender nods.

“Give me three bottles!” he orders.

“I want the fried rice bowl-” Manya chips in before leaving his thought unfinished.

Suddenly, Manya notices a familiar face in the crowd. It’s the thief.

“That’s him! That’s the guy!” Manya shouts, standing up and pointing.

He begins worming his way through the crowd, trying to catch up to him.

“Manya, where are you going!?...whatever. Let me get another bottle please!” Kenzo exclaims.

He has already chugged the first three he ordered.

The thief completely out manoeuvres Manya, using the crowd as a barrier for an easy escape. The thief finally makes it to the door and flings it open, sprinting outside. Hastily, Manya crawls through the crowd trying to catch up. Manya finally makes it to the door and quickly swings it open. In the distance he sees the thief running off. A rain cloud appears above Manya’s head. It begins dropping heavy metal balls. Manya allows them to hit him, absorbing the damage and loading it all into his legs.

“Not this time.” He whispers, clenching his stick.

He continues, “『 Energy Cannot Be Created Or Destroyed 』: Sound Breaker!!!”

CRACK!

Manya accelerates forwards in a straight line, destroying the sound barrier. As he approaches the thief, he whips his stick across his gut.

BANG!

The thief is sent flying, crashing through building after building. Manya approaches the thief’s body and stands over it.

The thief looks around Manya’s age. He has deep blue eyes and dark purple hair. His face is absolute perfection, making him look almost doll-like.

Manya removes the baton from his hand.

“I’m gonna beat you black and blue.” Manya furiously remarks.

“Woah woah woah. You guys can’t fight here.” A voice comes from the distance.

A group of men are all carrying a bed, where a man lies.

“I don’t know what you guys have going on. But relax, we’re all friends here right?” SLOTH of the Seven Deadly Sins - “Big Chill” Elvis.

“I don’t know who the hell you are but don’t get in my way!!” Manya exclaims.

“Goodness me. In that case….『 Cool As a Cucumber 』”

The air begins to rapidly freeze.

“Wait a moment…I’m…not…don-“ Manya whispers.

Manya passes out from the cold.

***

Meanwhile at the club…

“What a pain…How did I get here?” Kenzo drunkenly ponders.

He is surrounded by dozens of girls fawning over him.

He continues thinking, “I need a piss…”

“Don’t follow me.” He orders the ladies.

Kenzo gets up from his seat and begins leaving the bar.

“Hey! That guy didn’t pay!! Security!!!” The bartender panics.

“I said don’t follow me!”

Kenzo bites his lip and draws blood.

He continues, “『 Blood Is The Sweat Of Heroes 』:Ryuu. ”

Kenzo flies off on his blood-dragon and crashes a hole through the club. He tries to fly away but promptly loses control and crashes due to his drunkenness.

“Who dares sin in my domain!?” A deep voice echoes throughout the city.

“Huh? Who are you?”

“How dare you? I am ‘King’ King the king of kings!!” PRIDE of the Seven Deadly Sins - “King” King.

“I see, well I need a piss so bye.”

“『 Don’t Jump The Gun 』: Bang ”

Instantly, a sudden and invisible force knocks Kenzo out.

The next day…

Manya and Kenzo both wake up in a strange room. Everyone there, including them, is wearing white jumpsuits with the words “Correction Club '' embroidered on to them with limiters on their necks.

“Manya.”

“What!?”

“We’re in prison again.”

“I know that!!”

The room consists of multiple board games, arcade machines and foosball tables. Manya notices a familiar face sleeping on one of the hammocks. It is the thief. Manya approaches him and begins slapping him across the face.

“Hey! Wake up! You got us into this mess!!”

“I did? I’m sorry.”

The thief puts on a charming expression, tantalising everyone in the vicinity.

“Hey! leave him alone!” a voice exclaims.

People begin to take his side and a subtle smirk overcomes his face. Manya grabs him and throws him over his shoulder.

“You’re gonna help me get outta here, then I’m gonna kick your ass.”

“Kenzo we’re out!”

“Heh, maniac…Screw it, let’s go then!!” Kenzo agrees.

The three of them charge out of the exit, setting off the alarms.

“Why am I being dragged into this?” The thief retorts.

“How the hell can I kick your ass if you're locked up in some kids playground!?” Manya replies.

“Now shut up I'm tryna think…..hmmmm…”

“How the hell can we get these damn limiters off….What a pain, we just removed the old ones!!”

Suddenly, The group approach a split hallway.

“Let’s split up and search.” Kenzo suggests.

“You sure? I won’t be able to protect you” Manya replies.

“Gahaha! Like I need your protection. Just go ahead.

Manya takes the right turn with the thief on his shoulder. And Kenzo takes the left turn.

As Manya travels deeper into the hallway, the smell of something sweet and delicious engulfs his nostrils. Going further down, chaotic clankings of cutlery and subtle sizzlings of stoves cause a racket. It’s a kitchen.

Manya leans against the entrance. Dozens of workers are scurrying around the kitchen and working in unison. A very large woman lies on her back in the middle of the kitchen as they are quickly refilling her plate with eclairs as she scarfs them down. She immediately notices Manya and the thief.

***

Meanwhile at the left hallway…

Kenzo is running down the hallway, determined to remove his limiters again. He runs past several locked doors until he reaches the end of the hallway. A green door stands at the end of it reading “FIRE EXIT”. He storms through it setting off another alarm. As he gazes on the outside, the silhouette of a tall strong man dominates his view.

“Not this again…” Kenzo ponders.