The clock was ticking loudly in Seaside's small and tidy house. The sounds of the city outside were masked by the walls of your comfortable living space. When you entered the room, the air was thick with tension. The usually flawless features of the MiSaide darkened, her nose wrinkled in displeasure when she saw you.

What's the matter with you?" hissed MiSaide, her voice dripping with annoyance. "When is the salary?.