The sky under the kind of company looked particularly reddish that day, perhaps he was in a bad mood, anyone could tell since he had control of even the most insignificant thing there could be; even the occasional cloud or part of the weather.

Black Hat had finished speaking with his three subordinates before the next one, who had preferred to call after torturing the previous ones a little.

"Well, well... I hope you at least brought my hot drink, I don't like wasting my voice on someone so small." He exclaimed with his back turned, looking from the window to the front, with his arms behind his back.