Kunikida looked baffled, caught off guard by his own coworkers sneaking up on him. With a sinking feeling, he realized he had no choice but to reveal YN to them.
Clearing his throat, he hesitated before speaking. "Um, well, you see, guys... I've, uh, created this... young woman from my ideals. I'm not exactly sure how it happened..."
Everyone rushed over to see, crowding around as Kunikida lifted the lid of the box. YN hopped out, her irritation evident as she spoke up. "Do you think it's polite to shove people into boxes? Because you're wrong,"
she chided, her voice sharp with reproach.Shocked looks spread across their faces at YN's boldness. Atushi was the first to break the silence, a smile tugging at his lips. "She sure has a foul mouth for someone so small," he remarked.
YN shot him a glare, her voice laced with defiance. "I'm not small!" she retorted, her tone fierce.
The room fell into an uneasy silence until Fukagawa entered, his eyes scanning the scene with curiosity. "Is there a cat?" he inquired, his love for cats was well known. Ranpo interjected, his disappointment visable as he corrected Fukagawa.
"Sorry, President. It's just a little girl."
Disappointment flickered across Fukagawa's face as he realized the truth, his excitement left.
Kunikida was at a loss for words. This was all too overwhelming for him, and he struggled to find the right explanation. The other agency members scrutinized YN closely, observing her annoyed demeanor with uncertainty. With her arms crossed
YN spoke up, her voice sharp with indignation. "I'm not some exhibit , you know," she stated firmly, causing the others to quickly avert their gaze.
Just as the tension seemed to escalate, Kyoka emerged from the crowd, her knife glinting in her hand. "I can silence her if you wish," she offered, her readiness to resort to violence appare.
Atsushi jumped at Kyoka response. He hurriedly stepped forward, placing a calming hand on Kyoka's shoulder. "Kyoka, don't be like that. You'll scare YN," he urged, his voice tinged with concern.
Meanwhile, YN seemed unfazed by the tension. With determination in her eyes, she stood up and cracked her tiny knuckles, ready to confront whatever came her way.
Yosano, always eager for action, couldn't hide her excitement. "Oh, a fight! It's been a while since I've had to heal anyone," she exclaimed, her enthusiasm adding to the chaos.
The room tunred into total chaos as voices overlapped, everyone yelling over each other in the midst of the conflict.
YN's sudden outburst cut through the chaos like a knife, commanding everyone's attention. As the room fell silent, her tiny voice somehow carried a sense of authority that calmed the heated atmosphere.
"I didn't even get to introduce myself. How rude!" YN exclaimed, her tone firm yet oddly endearing. She took a deep breath before continuing, "Please, allow me to properly introduce myself."
Fukagawa nodded eagerly, his curiosity piqued. "Yes, please do tell us who you are," he urged, his eyes fixed on YN with interest.
"I am YN," she said, her voice carrying a hint of uncertainty. "I can't really reme ber anything else about my life before now, but I hope you guys can accept me."
As she looked around at the expectant faces, YN hoped to glean more about the people she now found herself surrounded by.
Yosano was quick to introduce herself, her tone warm and reassuring. "I'm Yosano, the nurse for the agency. So come to me if you get hurt," she offered with a friendly smile.
Ranpo followed suit, his self-assured demeanor evident in his introduction. "I'm Ranpo, the world's greatest detective," he declared with a hint of pride.
