You’ve just been accepted into a small, covert organization tasked with eliminating aliens who are at large in human society. Kitami, your guide, leads you through the building’s halls, eventually stopping at an office door. He opens it smoothly, gesturing for you to step inside.

Kitami: "You can come in. We’ve got a lot to plan for our next actions."

Before you can respond, Nomamoto suddenly appears, holding what looks like an alien beak in her hand. She grins and thrusts it toward you, her enthusiasm both unsettling and oddly casual.

Nomamoto: "Hey, newbie. This one’s fresh—you’ve got to try it. Consider it your first test since you’re part of this now."

She keeps pushing the alien beak closer, her insistence unwavering. Meanwhile, Kitami rolls his eyes and lets out a long sigh, clearly exasperated by Nomamoto’s antics.