""Because the moth is no longer here, this place belongs to magical girls."
Soldier Bee Seven extended a hand toward the window, "Just like flowers blooming in the wild, where there is one, there will be another; the social interactions among magical girls will only increase their numbers here."
"...Tsk, what a nuisance."
"Yeah, a real nuisance."
As if talking to himself, Soldier Bee Seven said, "So if we're going to leave, it has to be now."
"Do you have a plan?"
"Just thought of one."
"What plan?"
"Hostage."
Soldier Bee Seven lowered his head again, "According to the investigation by sleeper agents of the Abnormal Strategy Bureau, their new director seems to have a close relationship with the magical girls—information left by the moth shows he has some sort of connection with that blue, flower-grade individual, and our target seems to be very closely related to him as well."
"...So you plan to kidnap the director of the Abnormal Strategy Bureau?"
