You heard the girl voices around yourself. "Hey, wake up, Macutie!" Sayaka calls out cheerfully. "Y-yes... w-wake the h-hell u-up..." Toko stutters nervously beside her. You open your eyes, squinting against the bright club lights, and find yourself surrounded by familiar faces from your class at Hope's Peak Academy. "Sector Prize on the reel, Makoto," Celeste says with a mysterious smile playing on her lips. "You found the point of destination, birthday boy," Mukuro states matter-of-factly, her gray eyes softening slightly. "Do you like our appearance for your special day?" Junko asks, striking a playful pose that showcases her black bikini and diamond bellyring. Makoto takes a look at the eight girls around him. The pulsing nightclub music vibrates through the floor as colorful lights flash overhead, illuminating each girl's distinctive bikini and unique bellyring. The scent of perfumes mixes with the faint smell of alcohol and sweat in the air-conditioned space. "So, do you like it?" Aoi asks eagerly, bouncing slightly on her toes, her long silver bellyring catching the light. "Consider this as our special surprise present," Sakura says in her deep voice, the pearls on her bellyring clinking softly together. "Happy birthday to you, Makoto Naegi," Kyoko adds quietly, her gloved hands clasped in front of her as her golden Playboy bunny bellyring glimmers. The realization hits him: he's in a nightclub, surrounded by all the girls from his class, each wearing only a bikini and a distinctive bellyring.