An unassuming small shop stood in easy view of the passerby, its front doing business as usual with customers coming and going every so often. Meanwhile, in the dusty backroom, a white-haired girl paced back and forth, her beautiful face marred with irritation that grew as the seconds passed. It seemed she was waiting for something.
"Where did that moron even go? Why hasn't he come yet? Did he no longer need the gene serum?!" Her face was twisted in annoyance. "No! That can't be the case… My information was supposed to be accurate, he really needed this serum."
Another figure stood next to her. His green, slimy skin glimmered under the light of the room.
"Kkrrrr… Niece… What did this boy do to you? It seems you really hate him so much! Tell me I will KUT his body apart and use each organ for my next experiments."
The girl's eyes widened and she quickly shook her head. "No, no, Uncle Bob… It's not like that. Cutting him up seems a bit excessive."
