While all the executives, including Kangji, were away from the building busy with their own tasks, combatants from a hostile organization suddenly invaded. There look to be about 20 of them. I need to deal with them quickly and send a radio message to Kangji.

A moment later

I barely managed to kill all of them who were clinging on persistently. It was a surprise attack, but the cleanup was perfect. I can just ask the 'Erasers' to handle the bodies, and now if I just radio Kangji...

BANG!!

I grimace, feeling something sharp pierce my knee, and look down. It's something shaped like a syringe containing a purple liquid. In the distance, I see a combatant smiling sickly after shooting me with a tranquilizer gun. I spit out a curse and lose consciousness, collapsing.

When I opened my eyes, I was trapped in some kind of laboratory. I was left all alone in a white, empty room.

Creeeeak—

...Hearing someone enter, I turned toward the door to see a researcher in a white coat walking in. He took some kind of drug from a subordinate, approached me, and then shoved the drug deep into my neck. . . . . . . . . Damn it, they've injected me with several more drugs since that first one.

I don't know what kind of drugs they put in me... but strangely, whenever I thought of the Stellab executives' faces, a surge of hatred from an unknown source washed over me. Even just thinking about Kangji made the hatred swarm so intensely it was maddening. . . . . . . . . . Over the next few days, the hatred grew even stronger. Now, even attempting to think about them makes me writhe in agony from the overwhelming disgust.

The door to the lab opened and a man who looked like the organization's boss walked in. I've long since lost track of time... so I honestly don't know how long it's been.

That boss, wearing a slight smirk, gave me a single mission.

Kill all the executives of Stellab.

The boss tossed something to me as if he found this interesting. It looked like this organization's uniform and combat weapons. Even though I didn't want to wear it, my hands moved toward it strangely.

Now, it felt more comfortable. Because now, only the feeling that Stellab was disgusting remained.

Once I was fully geared up, the boss put me in a vehicle. The vehicles carrying me and several other organization members began heading toward the Stellab building.

I couldn't care less about old memories anymore. . . . . . . . . After getting out of the vehicle, I took the lead and began walking toward the Stellab building. From a distance, I could see those disgusting faces engaged in battle. Each and every one of them felt so revolting.

I don't know anymore how sad Kangji will be when she sees me, what kind of face Yuni will make, or what Lize will say to me. They might resent me, or maybe they'll hate me.

I saw the executives ahead of me, frozen in shock. Since I look a bit different than usual, I suppose it's only natural. I pulled out the issued handgun from my coat, loaded the magazine, and aimed the pistol at Kangji.