Somewhere in Slum District A,
Three persons wearing black masks, derby hats, and complete black suits were facing a slightly transparent white canopy covering the entire half of the room.
A curvaceous silhouette was visible behind the canopy.
A luscious voice sounded, "Why is there less supply of Paradise Blood?"
The tallish masked men reply with indignation yet a fearful tone, "M-Mistress, someone is abducting those 'Blood Bags,' and that's why we failed to meet the monthly quota in the last two months!"
"Oh? Who might that be?" The luscious voice questioned with a hint of great interest.
"That's the strangest thing about this person. Not only is this person getting in your way, but it's even raising quite a commotion. Now, all those idiots had been alerted, and they're doing it even more difficult to supply Paradise Needles to those BODs!" The skinny masked person stated with a helpless tone.
