In Genosha, Calivia, in the underground world,
the underground world was very quiet during the day.
In the vast underground space, only a dozen figures were busy cleaning the area.
In the boss's office,
Golden stood in front of the desk, hunched over with his head down, looking at a girl sitting in the chair.
She was a petite girl, only about one hundred and fifty centimeters tall, wearing a pink fluffy dress, with a ponytail and holding a pink lollipop in her hand.
Icy also stood next to Golden, unlike Golden, he wasn't as tense or humble and appeared quite casual.
"Cecilia, I'm really curious. How did the organization send you here? Shouldn't it have been someone else?" Icy asked helplessly.
He hated dealing with immature kids, and working under someone like that would surely lead to all sorts of trouble.
