Secrets Unfold, 트레저 (Treasure)

Unstoppable Force and & 'Set Me Up With Her, Yeah?'

*Over to Junghwan and Mashiho*

Chaos reigned at the docks as agents and guards swarmed, but Junghwan was a one-man army, mowing down furniture and enemies alike. When a stray bullet whizzed past him, narrowly missing his head, he glanced around like he'd just been interrupted during a dance-off. Spotting the shooter, Junghwan sprinted over and dispatched the agent with a swift move that made him look like a martial arts master.

Mashiho suddenly dropped into the scene with a flourish, as if he'd been waiting for his moment of entrance. "Well, well, well! Look at you, Junghwan. You've leveled up, kiddo! I'm almost impressed."

Junghwan grinned, mid-punch as he sent an agent flying. "Thanks, hyung! You know, in a parallel universe, you're probably my role model or something."

Mashiho smirked, effortlessly flipping an agent over his shoulder like it was nothing. "Parallel universe? Please. Even there, I'm probably still cooler." He dusted his hands dramatically. "But anyway, I'm pretty stoked that all of us—me, you, Yedam, the whole squad—are finally getting back at YLA. Sweet, sweet revenge, baby!"

Junghwan threw another punch, sending an attacker crashing into a wall. "Yeah, it's about time."

Mashiho raised an eyebrow as he kicked an agent out of their way. "Oh, and about that Yongseo girl Hyunsuk hyung mentioned... She's tough, right?"

Junghwan snorted, taking out another enemy with a casual elbow to the face. "Tough? Dude, she's a beast. Like, don't even think about messing with her."

Mashiho's eyes gleamed mischievously. "Oh, but I am thinking about it. Set me up with her, yeah?" He winked.

Junghwan stopped mid-punch, his jaw practically hitting the floor. "Hyung, you haven't even seen her face!"

Mashiho shrugged nonchalantly, a playful grin on his lips. "Details, details. I'm a man of vibes, not visuals."

Junghwan sighed, slamming his fist into another agent's gut. "I swear, you're gonna get your ass kicked, and I'm not helping you when it happens."

Mashiho gave a dramatic sigh, clutching his chest. "Ah, the perils of being irresistibly charming."

Junghwan rolled his eyes, tossing an agent aside like a ragdoll. "Honestly, sometimes I question who's older between us. I mean, seriously."

Mashiho grinned, deflecting a punch with flair. "Age is just a number, my friend. Charm? That's eternal."

*Over to Asahi*

Meanwhile, Asahi was busy turning the docks into his personal shooting gallery. Bullets flew with pinpoint accuracy, and he maneuvered through the control room of a ship like a seasoned pro. Agents attempted to take him down, but his bullets were faster and more accurate, turning YLA's finest into a bunch of clumsy extras in a B-movie.

Asahi burst into the control room, where three terrified captains were frantically trying to prepare for takeoff. "Looks like I made it just in time," Asahi declared with a grin that would make a villain jealous. "Don't worry, I'm not going to shoot you. Not unless you decide to sail this ship or call for backup. So, if you value your life and your chance of not becoming fish food, I suggest you stay put and quiet."

The captains, wide-eyed and sweating like they'd just seen a ghost, nodded vigorously, their hands frozen mid-motion. Asahi leaned back smirking and feeling like he'd just aced a high-stakes poker game.

*Over to Junkyu and Yedam*

As Junkyu was holding off Mashiho and Junghwan from a flurry of attacking agents, he suddenly felt a menacing presence behind him. He rolled out of the way with quick reflexes, only to find an agent swinging a hefty piece of wood like a lumberjack in a bad mood. Junkyu dodged the wild swings with agility.