The night came again, and Jane was clearing up the mess after the restaurant had ceased its service. Mag and his family were already up on the balcony.
"Little Ay, tonight we will be eliminating the bad guys and maintaining the world's peace again. Are you ready?" Mag asked seriously as he crouched down, and straightened Amy's night camouflage clothes as he looked into her eyes which were not covered by the black scarf and balaclava.
"I am an assassin without emotions." Amy nodded coldly.
"Uh? This is weird." Mag stared at Amy, and felt that this little girl had been completely led astray by her mother.
"Isn't this very cool?" Amy looked at Mag perplexedly.
"That's right. We're assassins without emotions who focus on killing the bad guys," Irina said haughtily. She had already removed her camouflage, and put on her white long dress again.
Mag smiled helplessly as he looked at the mother-daughter duo.
