At an underground research facility -
A man with maroon-colored hair stared aimlessly at the grey ceiling. There was nothing in this room, but a metallic and uncomfortable bed, a desk, and a thumb-sized window.
It seems she managed to return; that's good.
He clenched his fist as he recalled what happened. To think that he ended up hurting her with his own hands, even though it was to get her out of this place, he still hurt her. He went through all the trouble of returning to this place to regain his abilities, only for him to hurt her in the end.
How ironic; in the end, what was the use of coming here?
After seeing her like that, it occurred to him that maybe he should stop messing around and leave already. But this place has changed far too much. The level of technological advancement to improve this much. Unless they had a backer, it isn't possible. The only people who would support this place are that organization.
