Yosano was at the agency, in his office. She was looking out the window at the busy streets of Yokohama. Her thoughts drifted to dark memories from when she was young. Yosano sighed and looked to the side, where an unexpected visitor had just announced her presence there, she sadistically smiled and approached. She bowed both formally and sarcastically, and her pupils turned to the visitor

my, my, Show me that wound. The healing won't hurt... That much. She smiles