A young man by the name of Yasuo Tanaka stood in his mansion-like home, looking out the window. He waited as Warren Davison made his way from the airport. He knew that he needed to do this. He knew it was wrong. How he would do it was a complete mystery. But he needed the money. His father would not support his video game software venture.
The doorbell rang. He answered it, and he let the American man in.
"Traffic was hell," Warren said. "I didn't think Japan was this crowded."
"Why didn't you use the
trains?"
"I did. When I took the taxi here an accident happened. So there was a lot of
traffic."
"Sorry. Anyway, you wanted
to discuss the Leopard Sisters?"
"Yes. Do you think we could have some food? I'm starving."
So Yasuo had the house chef prepare a meal for them. They sat down and discussed business.
"Why do you want me to do this?"
"Because you've got money and you're desperate enough to do it. If they get thrown out of Sakazaki and arrested, we can take custody of them. They're too naïve to know that we have plans for them."
"But why them?"
"As you know, they are leopard-women. Which means they must possess some natural fighting ability inside them, one more exceptional than any human's. And their bodies seem too perfect. No normal human would have a body like that."
"What will you do with them?"
"We're trying to develop fighting machines that aren't machines at all, more like soldiers. We want to study the Leopard Sisters, to see what makes them tick. The only way to do that is if we get them out of the college. When we do, we will be able to take custody of them and begin our operations."
"When will I get paid?"
"After you finish the job. If you don't mind, I'd like to go get some sleep."
"Of course."
Warren left as Yasuo thought long and hard about how he was going to get the two leopard-women kicked out of the school.
