"From where you are headed to, I think I can guess what you're after," Said the jet black-haired man, "So.. could you explain, what is your aim of targeting our server?" he stood right in front of Roger's face.
Kei Matsumoto. A man with a very beautiful face. He often put a sweet smile on his face. But according to the popular gossip, that smile was a devilish smile ready to dip its victim into boiling lead. He was a monster in an angel costume!
And now, Roger could feel it firsthand. That smile that was supposed to look dazzling even made the hairs on his neck shudder. It was as if that man could do all kinds of bad things beyond Roger's imagination.
Roger glanced at his bat which was some distance away from him because it accidentally slipped from his grip when he fell earlier.
