On the ground floor of the building, which served as a reception room, were the hostesses and two young men who played chess.
-BOOM!!
-!!!
"RazorEdge, it seems that the bosses have lost the balls again." One of the young men was frozen with one of the pawns in his hand as he whispered these words to his play partner.
The other man, named RazorEdge, seemed to be the same age as Steven.
He had short blond hair and blue eyes like Isaac's.
"I see that. But without the presence of two sisters, it is impossible to stop him." He expresses himself with indifference as if he were not concerned by the current problem.
"Huh? But you are the deputy chief, aren't you?" The young man exclaims.
