I...I don't have any key...

I'm not in this "game" or whatever...

I'm just...

True, true...

You don't look like the kind of guy...

That Twenty would pick...

But the thing is, bro...

I don't really care about them keys or whatever, 'k? But I really want to meet Mr. Twenty...

Even if I have to kill me a mountain of shitheads...

In order to do so...

You think so too, right, bro...??

H..How should I know...!!

In other words, it's love, bro...

Hahaha... You're faster than I thought...

That's cool, that's cool...

Thanks god, that savage is slow...

How unfortunate, my beautiful, flawless four limbs have now become incomplete...

If this is the way it will be, then I have no more interest to remain in this world...

Yet, there is a problem, still... How should I go in the most beautiful way?

Key...?

Man, I was careless since I didn't hear anything coming on the damn detector...

Well...

I'm not offended...

So how about... we work together...?

Two people working together would surely find all of the keys faster than one..

We don't necessary have to fight each other in this game...

Key, lock, whatever... I don't care....

Whatever capricious ideas that frigging bastard has....

The important thing is that at the end of the day, only one will remain, yeah...?

All I care about...

That is what it means from the beginning, isn't it?