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Ikebukuro shopping center, 11:48 a.m. Lelouch walked down some stairs and saw Rolo, by himself.

Lelouch: (approaches Rolo) Rolo? What are you doing, here?
Rolo: Where do you think Jeremiah went, first?
Lelouch: Oh, dammit... I actually didn't think of that.
Rolo: How is he, right now?
Lelouch: I'm thinking Alistair took him to Akihabara, on a separate train.
Rolo: Why would he go-? Ah... I see.
Lelouch: Yep. So...I guess my date with Shirley's a bust.
Rolo: Hey, she's got Suzaku protecting her.
Lelouch: Yeah... I just...don't really know what to say to him.
Rolo: I kinda feel the same way, with Nunnally. I barely even know her, yet...I'm her brother, just like you are.
Lelouch: So, you finally get it, huh?
Rolo: Yeah. I'm sorry I was so obstinate about being solely your family.
Lelouch: (smiles) It's alright, Rolo. You had a rough life, to begin with.
Rolo: That's fair. With Jeremiah on board, we'll find where V.V. is.
Lelouch: Finally. You know, Alistair makes some pretty weird promises. Like how he said he was gonna shove C3 up V.V.'s ass, for causing Kamine Island to sink to the bottom of the ocean.
Rolo: Yeah, that's an old type of plastic explosive. It's rare to even find C3, nowadays. Plus, it's pretty overkill.
Lelouch: An explosion like that could level a building. Alistair can hold a grudge, whether he likes to or not. Anyway, let's head back and wait for-

Suddenly, two Enclave soldiers wearing power armor ran in front of Lelouch and Rolo, aiming their plasma rifles at them.

Enclave Soldier A: Ha! You thought we'd only use Knightmares, punk!?
Enclave Soldier B: End of the line, Lamperouge! Time to die, like the bitches you are.
Lelouch: Dammit!
Rolo: How can you even think like this?! You're soldiers! How can you stoop so low to be murderers!?
Enclave Soldier A: Kid, we're not soldiers. We're criminals. Get with the program.
Enclave Soldier B: We aren't in this for patriotism or glory. There are some guys like that, but not us. They can delude themselves with their boners for their country all they like, doesn't change the fact that we're evil.
Lelouch: Even going so far as to admit it. You're psycho.
Enclave Soldier A: Not as psycho as Hawking. We ain't crossing him.
Enclave Soldier B: Enough chatter, let's get this over with.
Japanese Girl: No!

A Japanese girl ran in front of Lelouch and Rolo, shooting the entire clip of the Glock that Shirley gave her at the Enclave soldiers, damaging their helmets.

Enclave Soldier A: Do you even know how much these things cost, you brat!?
Enclave Soldier B: No resistance, Eleven!

One of the soldiers shot his plasma rifle, which hit the girl on her side. Her eyes widened in pain, and Lelouch caught her as she fell.

Lelouch: Why?! Why would you risk your life, like that?!
Japanese Girl: Because...it was the right thing to do. Britannians and Japanese can coexist... They just...need the chance...

The girl closed her eyes, and went limp, in Lelouch's arms. Lelouch began crying and trembling in rage, as he looked at the Enclave soldiers. Lelouch activated the Gefjun Disturbers on the trains above and the soldiers' armor was disabled.

Enclave Soldier A: What is that sound?!
Enclave Soldier B: I...can't move...!

Lelouch set the girl down, gently and stormed toward one of the soldiers. Lelouch took the soldier's knife-sized chainsaw and thrust it into his head, piercing through the helmet and leaving it there. As the first soldier dropped to the floor, dead, Lelouch went over to the other one, knocking him down. He then took the soldier's helmet and repeatedly bashed his face in with it. After a couple more seconds of grunts and sickening sounds of impact in the empty building, Lelouch gave the already dead soldier's face a final bash, twisting the helmet into it. Lelouch got to his feet, panting, wiped the blood off his face and yelled in rage, running off.

Rolo: (checks girl's pulse) Well, she's not dead. But... Yeah, those guys aren't coming back.

Meanwhile, aboard a train, Alistair and Jeremiah were heading to a destination of Alistair's choosing.

Alistair: So, you know Lelouch, personally, huh?
Jeremiah: Yeah. I was...sad that I couldn't do anything, for him. I'm pitiful. I made a fool out of myself, because of my loyalty.
Alistair: People make mistakes, man. I made plenty. Like backing into a cactus, not noticing landmines, failing to defuse a small bomb, the works.
Jeremiah: That's because that kind of life was thrust upon you. I made the holes I was stuck in. Until I met you.
Alistair: What was it about talking with me that made you rethink your life?
Jeremiah: For one thing, you were nowhere close to being Britannian. The other was not only your skill with words...but the audacity behind them. I've talked to people who respected me, revered me and feared me. You're the first person I've talked to that had the balls to talk to me, like I was a person, not a soldier or a noble. That day at Narita, I had my resolution. To hell with the Emperor of Ego, with every racist in the Britannian military that wants to rid the world of its freedom.
Alistair: Glad you're on the same page. Your partner misses you.
Jeremiah: Cross?! She's alive?!
Alistair: Yeah. She's been in a slump, from what I've heard. Nice girl.
Jeremiah: (clears throat) I, uh... I'd rather make it up to that maid, Sayoko.
Alistair: No harm in that. Life can have some crazy turns, every now and then. Ah, here we are.

Jeremiah looked out the window and saw a beautifully reconstructed district, and what seemed to be a large park. As Alistair and Jeremiah exited the train, Jeremiah was amazed at how the district looked as well as the cherry blossom trees, in the park.

Jeremiah: This is... This is how Japan looked, before?
Alistair: That's right. Welcome to the Field of Autumn Leaves, Akihabara.
Jeremiah: So, when it's Autumn, the leaves flow on the wind, in a beautiful manner?
Alistair: I'll bet. At that park, there was a shrine to the god of nation-building, business and medicine, Okuninushi.
Jeremiah: That's a bit of a mouthful.
Alistair: There's plenty of names like that, in the world. According to reports, Britannia came through here and just leveled the place, especially the shrine.
Jeremiah: If Okuni had even a shred of physical, mortal presence, he'd be pissed that this happened.
Alistair: I'm glad you agree. He's actually been manifested here, as a Knightmare. It was a Sutherland prototype, but the project got canned, for some reason. So, Lloyd took it and made some excellent modifications. And, when we get the Siegfried back, there's a special modification that Rakshata can give it.
Jeremiah: I do love the Slayer Harkens.
Alistair: And, I like that name. They're so unnaturally big to slash!
Jeremiah: Right!? And, I came up with that name, on the fly, while still insane!
Alistair: For a bit.
Jeremiah: For a bit, I'll admit that.
Alistair: It should be here, any second now...

Jeremiah saw what looked like a combination of a Sutherland and the original Lancelot heading towards them, but with a brighter white and violet color scheme. The Knightmare stopped and the cockpit opened revealing Judith Cross as the one who piloted it.

Knight Captain Judith Cross: Yeah, this bad boy is ready for deployment, Alistair. (notices Jeremiah, gasps) Jeremiah! (jumps down, hugs Jeremiah)
Jeremiah: Knight Sergeant Cross...!
Cross: (tears up) Do you have and idea how worried I was, about you!? I thought you died, in that explosion!
Jeremiah: If I can be frank, I have no idea how I keep surviving.
Alistair: Welcome to the club!
Cross: I missed you, so much! And, I thought you'd call me by my first name, or call me Judi, or something.
Jeremiah: Judi is a pretty nice nickname. (pauses) I believe you've hugged this cyborg, long enough.
Cross: I really haven't.
Jeremiah: Well...I really hope my ninja maid friend isn't the jealous type...
Cross: A ninja maid sounds like a pretty good friend. You trying to think of romance, Agent Orange?
Jeremiah: I...was essentially an ass, for quite a long time, and I'm not quite the flirtatious type.
Cross: I can help with that.
Jeremiah: (pauses) Well, this must be that crazy turn that you mentioned, Alistair.
Alistair: Looks that way. Hang on, I've got a call.

Alistair walked away from Cross and Jeremiah a bit, and answered his phone.

Alistair: Hello?
Suzaku: (over phone) So...there were some Enclave soldiers, in Ikebukuro...
Alistair: What?! Dammit, I actually didn't expect-!
Suzaku: Don't waste your breath. It was just two, and they're already dead.
Alistair: How?

Meanwhile, in Ikebukuro, Suzaku looked at the corpses of the Enclave soldiers that Lelouch killed, while talking on the phone.

Suzaku: Well, the Gefjun Disturbers on the train cars were used, and I'm certain that Lelouch went into a blind rage and massacred them.
Alistair: (over phone) What makes you say that?
Suzaku: Well, Lelouch's fingerprints were on the objects used to kill them, and there's a wounded Japanese girl, who's now recovering. Said her name was Saejima.
Alistair: Aiko Saejima. She's the little sister of one of my guys, Shinjiro Saejima. He ain't gonna be pleased, about this. So, how'd they die?
Suzaku: (pauses) Let's just say both of their skulls are caved in. One by chainsaw, and the other by his own helmet.
Alistair: Well, he's as creative as I am, on killing people.
Suzaku: If Lelouch is that pissed, Civility is going down, today. Not tomorrow, not next week, today. And, I'm coming with.
Alistair: We can't have too many guys, out there. I'm picking the squad to deal with these schmucks, once and for all. Besides, Euphy needs you, here. For her Knightmare, as well, so...
Suzaku: (sighs) Fair enough. Jeremiah and Rolo are going, right?
Alistair: The karma will be very real. Jeremiah! We're taking down Civility!
Jeremiah: (over phone) Payback time!