"Let me tell you, Miss Oyakata, I can't be happier to see that you'll be taking my place in this school," Mr. Jaber says as he and the brown-haired lady walk together in the hallways of the fifty-year-old building, the Orange Star High School.

The former director, a white-haired and mustached man with a bald patch and large glasses, stares at the walls and various classroom doors that pass him. Conflicting emotions could be seen on his face as he knows he's officially retired and will be leaving the oversight of students' academic progress to the woman beside him, a woman who imposes with very tall stature. Yet, despite her above average height, she always has this serene smile on her face that has comfort many.

Originally a chemistry teacher hired for her exceptional knowledge in the elements, the former director was admittedly jealous of her popularity. For three years, she gained respect as an academic teacher both within faculty and with students. After announcing his retirement, the school board voted to promote Oyakata to become the director given her exceptional ability to guide students and suggestions to improve the environment.

Of course, nobody knows that despite her middle age look with her braided brown hair and clear complexion, she's more than a century old and a witch at that.

Thinking on it, the flora witch is surprised she has even stuck around this far. She hid her true nature, hoping to understand humans more and particularly with the younger generation. To do that, she joined the Orange Star High School to learn for herself.

What she found is potential. Sure, there are always bad eggs, but the students she taught have grown on her. If they could be guided, then perhaps a balance between their goals and conversation of the planet could be defined.

Of course, living in Satan City hasn't been all sunshine. Many people remain ignorant about the world around them but she has seen care and love for nature in a few people, even if they aren't aware of the larger picture. Beyond that, she naturally just misses her homeland, Witch's Knoll but takes comfort in the fact that her apprentice has done a good job maintaining it.

Speaking of maintaining...

"You've done a great job, Mister Jaber," Oyakata praises, not to let him degrade himself.

Mr. Jaber sighs and takes off his glasses to clean them with a cloth. "Oh please, I haven't seen a change in this school until you joined. Your dedication is admirable and the prospects are looking brighter every day."

He puts back on his glasses and they stop at his office which already has the name-tag replaced. He opens the door and looks into the wide room filled with bookshelves on the sides, an expensive mahogany desk, and a large window to oversee the front entrance and the baseball field.

"This will be your office from now on," he speaks full of emotion, "...I wish you the best, director."

He turns to the witch and extends his hand. Oyakata takes it and smiles warmly with her eyes closed.

"You'll focus more on your garden, I hope?" she asks, her complexion shining a little.

Mr. Jaber blinks, admiring the witch's beauty for a moment. If he wasn't already in his sixties and married, he would've been the happiest man in the world if he had met a woman like her.

Breaking out of his trance, he clears his throat and then nods. "Of course, I'll be coming back to ask you for your advice."

Oyakata opens her eyes and nods. "I look forward to it. Good luck, sir."

They break off their handshake and the retiree moves to exit but halting, he remembers something.

"Come to think of it," he begins, turning his head back to the director, "...don't you have two transfers coming over? One of them seems exceptional with his scores and the other...is your daughter, right?"

"Not quite my daughter, but you can think of it that way," Oyakata corrects then hums, "...and yes, I wonder about those two as well."

Mr. Jaber laughs, then waves his hand. "I'm sure they'll be great additions to the school. If you need anything, feel free to call."

The witch waves back, keeping up her smile but as soon as he leaves and the door shuts, she becomes more solemn. She walks to her new desk and slides her hand over the polished wood.

She smiles a little again as she appreciates how Mr. Jaber has kept things neat. Examining further, she moves to the window where she sees the front walkway. Before, it was simply a concrete runway as students come in through the gates. In front of a major street of the city, it was a pretty depressing sight compared to the greenery she's used to.

She remembered when she first came on, she didn't hesitate to change things up. After convincing the director and board to remodel the front, she used her magic to speed things up which resulted in healthy trees larger than what was planted, a small flower field with an assortment of aroma that would calm any student coming in, and orchid vines that have climbed up the school to add to the warm welcome. Of course, she let plant growth accelerate over a month to be less suspicious but it was still a head-scratching phenomenon to some.

She chuckles as she remembers the faculty and student reactions. Naturally, she denied having anything to do with it. The fertilizer used by the gardeners was just simply exceptional quality, that's all. The unspoken benefit in the remodeling is that the scenery helped a lot in improving students' mood when they come to school...and there's no magic for that.

"Impressive, isn't it?" she asks out loud, already knowing that he is here in her new office.

Out from the edge of her bookshelves, Mikogami steps out. His eyes shine ominously under his hood and bows his head.

"You've integrated well, Oyakata," the priest compliments, stepping closer and stopping just before her desk as the witch continues to look out her window.

The witch snorts. "Death may change things, but..."

She pauses and her aura flares a little, causing the whole room to turn just a shade darker. Turning her body slightly, her pupils glow as she glares at the priest.

"...don't think it makes me approve of you involving my apprentice," she continues, her tone hard.

Mikogami shakes his head slowly, undeterred by her pressure. "She can make her own decisions. Bigger things are happening in the world right now."

"So you'll use her in your plans and believe that she's aware of the consequences?" she spat, growing irritated.

"Yes," the priest says flatly, "...and you shouldn't ignore it either less you want an even bigger threat than Cell to come to fruition."

At the mention of that monster, Oyakata harrumphs, and the pressure in the room decreases. Her voice remains cold but collected.

"...and just what is this threat? A bunch of terrorists...or something more?" she asks.

She already heard the news. The return of the Red Ribbon Army entered stations across the world after the arrest of highly equipped men from the West City Auction House. All of those arrested were incapacitated but she knows her apprentice was involved after reports of black feathers sticking out from some of their vests. Although she's dismissive of some armed men, there's more to it.

Mikogami nods at her intuition. "Demons."

Oyakata breathes out slightly and her eyes narrow.

"Can that be?" she asks more softly.

The priest hums. "There's no doubt. Beyond appearances, the leader of those armed men that stormed the house yesterday was hiding dark energy. He hid it very well in fact and if it weren't for our trap, he probably wouldn't have exposed himself. It's unlikely that even his men knew."

The witch lowers her head, staring at the floor as she thought to her knowledge of past events. After a few moments of silence, she returns her focus to him.

"The last opening was almost twenty-five years ago near the Fiend Village's castle and it was sealed by a boy. Are you telling me that some were hiding in our world since then?"

Mikogami shakes his head. "I don't know enough to know where or how that one appeared, but there's likely more we don't know. These demons could have been hiding even before that time..."

He pauses and his eyes shine intently towards her as he remembers something. "Actually, your ancestors sealed several demons four hundred years ago. You wouldn't know anything?"

Oyakata frowns. Obviously, she is still young in comparison to other witches. Many can live up to five hundred if they preserve their energy. Of course, there's Baba who's an exception but living in the other world allows her to live much longer.

"My ancestors were indeed involved in sealing a group of demons before my time, but the details are lost...perhaps for a reason. Baba is likely your only good source of information."

Mikogami hums and turns away seeing there is little else to share, but he does mention the fortune teller.

"She was with me yesterday and if nothing, she'll find the demon in the other world and get information from there. However..."

He stops his footsteps at the door and looks at the witch one last time. "...I ask you to take a second look at any records given these circumstances."

Oyakata sighs as she sits down at her desk. "I will look into it, but I hold no promises that I'll find anything useful. In return, you will come to me before you approach Ruby. Is that understood, Mikogami?"

The priest's smile can be seen behind his hood. "Very well, director."

One of the witch's eyes twitches at his subtle mockery. She doesn't say anything more as she watches him open her door, already been magically altered upon his touch. Instead of a hallway, a bright light shines forth which he fades into after stepping inside.

The door subsequently closes by itself and the room returns to silence. Letting the priest's words repeat in her mind, Oyakata closes her eyes and sighs again.

"Regardless of where they came from, why now?" she asks herself.

A knock on the door forces her to return to the present. She straightens up her posture and follows up.

"Come in."

One of the student advisors pops in with an excited smile on her face. At seeing such positivity, Oyakata can't help but smile resignedly.

"Genia, how are you?" she asks.

The advisor pulls her arms in closer and Oyakata notices a manila folder in her hands.

"Very good, Oyakata...no, director!" she corrects and jumps, "Everyone in the faculty is so happy for you!"

The witch closes her eyes and chuckles weakly, dropping a small tear. She can't help feel tired of the supportive messages that have been thrown at her so far. To make matters worse, she's unable to stop hearing Mikogami's mockery.

'God damn it, Mikogami,' she thinks while keeping up her gentle smile.

"You can still call me by my name, Genia. Do you have something for me?"

Genia comes closer, still somewhat giddy, and passes the report over. Upon opening, the witch slowly furrows her eyebrows as the advisor explains.

"Yes, apparently one of the transfer's family called and explained that the student would be joining earlier than we expected."

The witch lifts her head and raises her hand in confusion. "No, step back a bit. Aren't we supposed to have only two transfers? Who's this person?"

Genia gasps. "Oh, sorry! Basically, we have three transfers that will need an introduction today."

Videl sprints, her black, twin ponytails jumping up and down as the wind passes through. Her footwork is light, tapping against the sidewalks of Satan City with little resistance. With no intention of stopping, her eyes are focused as she turns a corner.

"Out of the way!" she shouts.

Recognizing what could only be the daughter of Mr. Satan, many pedestrians dodge to the side or get pushed over as she speeds her way to her destination. Even though classes are about to begin and she's moving in the opposite direction from her school, there's a bigger call she has to attend to.

That call comes in the form of gunfire which can be slowly heard. As she moves closer by the block, the number of police grows as they evacuate nearby citizens.

At the sight of her, a mixture of the remaining police and civilians call out with great respect.

"It's Videl!"

"She's got this!"

"Beat those Red Ribbon guys up!"

Videl keeps her cool but internally can't help feeling proud to hear such hope to her presence. When she got a call from the police chief about a few escaped men from the West City auction house, she knew this would be her chance to prove herself even further.

The gunfire rings louder and Videl sees barricades and police cars surrounding a local gas station. Some of the police inside the barricade are huddled behind their car, unable to move as two gunmen stand on the edge of the refill overhang's shadow.

One point in rotation having recently shot a few rounds, checking for anyone trying to make sudden movements. Beside him is a much bulkier individual who also points outward but holds a civilian woman hostage beside him.

Videl narrows her eyes as she looks past the two men into the convenience store. Through the glass panes that show inside, she notices there are two more armed men and three more hostages including the store clerk. Of course, there may be more since only the storefront reveals inside.

The bulkier man shouts at the police surrounding him and his men.

"Are ya deaf?! We're waiting for our helicopter. If in ten minutes, one doesn't show up..."

He places his rifle to the woman's head who screams, tears running through her eyes.

An officer on the side Videl arrives at holds a megaphone to his mouth, his expression grave.

"I-it's already been called. Please be patient!"

Sweating as he tries to appease the captors, he lowers his megaphone down and notices Videl approaching him quietly. Seeing how the men are highly aware of their surroundings, she figures she should lie low and out of their sight.

Seeing the slightly crouched girl, he gives off a relieved sigh but doesn't dare move his head in fear that the armed men might notice something strange.

"How many?" Videl asks calmly.

The officer answers quietly, avoiding eye contact. "We know there are at least six armed men. Including the two outside, there's three inside and we've confirmed that there's one blocking the back exit. As for hostages, we're only able to see four so far."

Videl grimaces. This is one of the kinds where she can't just head straight in. Considering these are Red Ribbon men, they're more equipped than some foolish robber or thieves. They wouldn't hesitate to kill a hostage either if they don't get what they want.

"Keep distracting them," Videl urges, "...I'll swing around by the back entrance. Do you have men stationed there as well?"

The officer shakes his head just slightly. "There's a small alleyway, but no room to station any cars and certainly not with their attention."

Videl smirks. "Well, they won't see me. Just keep them busy at the front."

With a nod, the officer pulls his megaphone back up and attempts to try to convince the captors to at least let one hostage go. Meanwhile, the young girl moves away and then notices a small retail building next to the convenience store. It has rooftop access on the side and only a two meters gap between it and the store.

Going through the gap might not be the best way as she doesn't know the position of the man on the other side. Approaching from above will be better given their attention is only focused on what's in front of them and behind.

With her mindset, she swiftly makes her way to the retail shop. Her nimble body can extend the ladder from the side and she climbs up. Once on top, she looks carefully at the Red Ribbon army members under the gas station to make sure they are still distracted by the police in front of them.

After confirming she's clear to move, she makes her way to the gap and jumps. A small thud can be heard from making it onto the convenience store roof. Fortunately, her impact is not heard as the police chief voice drowns the area.

She can see the two men's back under the gas station now. It's unfortunate, but she knows it won't be easy to take them out as the gas station cover is higher and she has no way to get over them without exposing herself to the men in the convenience store.

She would have to lead their attention away from the hostages somehow or at least partially without risking their lives. For now, she focuses on their weaker side as she crawls to the ledge behind the store.

Just as the officer claimed, she sees one enemy guarding the back exit, looking on occasion to his left and right. With a perfect view of his head below, Videl smiles and hops down.

All it takes is an elbow drop to his head and the armed man lets out a grunt, nearly passing out. He tries to turn towards his attacker but only ends up finding a fist to his face.

Once knocked out, she takes the gun from his hand and slows his drop to the ground, then drags him out of sight behind a nearby dumpster.

"Alright, clear," Videl says to herself with a small breath.

She comes back to the back door and opens slightly, peaking in. She sees just a short hallway that connects with the restrooms. After checking that nobody is immediately nearby, she enters the store and keeps herself close to the wall.

Small whimpers and shaky breaths can be heard from the hostages as Videl slides to the corner. She peaks out into the main store area and behind some store shelves, she sees the two black-vested men standing above the civilians on the ground.

"This is going nowhere," one of them complains, "...we're not getting out of here with this standoff. Even if we receive a helicopter, they'll be tracking us afterward."

"Remember, we're waiting for him. He should be arriving soon and he'll get rid of these bastards on our tail for good."

The complaining one scoffs. "How can we trust that bastard? Was meeting those two monsters at the auction part of the plan? We should be glad we escaped that fiasco. I didn't sign up for that shit."

Videl furrows her eyebrows as she thinks.

'*Who's 'him'? Are there reinforcements coming?**'

If these guys are more than just knockoffs and the Red Ribbon Army is truly coming back to life, that's grave news. When she originally heard the news about the auction incident, she had to be somewhat skeptical. After all, this isn't the first time someone tried to use the infamous organization's name.

She also wonders about the so-called monsters and assumes they could only be referring to the people at the auction who stopped most of the men before the police showed up. Admittedly, she is deeply curious as to who could pull off incapacitating nearly twenty-five men.

Videl shakes her head. 'I can't think of this now. I have to figure some way to pull their attention away from the civilians first.'

The fighter would get her wish, just not the way she wanted as a flushing sound roars from the men's bathroom across from her.

'Shit!'

Videl backs away, worried that there's another member that was uncounted. Finding a place to lay low, she opens a door to the manager's office that's near the exit and slides in. Although it's risky to suddenly open new doors without checking, there's nobody in the office to her relief.

She leaves the door slightly ajar and peeks out, her vision now only able to see the restroom doors and whoever might come out of it.

It turns out that even the two Red Ribbon members didn't know about anyone else in the store as they are alerted by the noise in the bathroom.

"Who's in there!" one of the shouts.

Videl widens her eyes, then clenches her hands. Another civilian? How could they not have known of the situation they're in? They should've just kept silent!

The restroom door opens and to her surprise, she sees a girl with a black, long braided ponytail, wearing a white vertical-buttoned martial artist uniform, and a pair of black pants.

The girl blinks, suddenly confused as two men point guns at her.

"Eh? Is this a hostage situation?"

Videl can't believe the lack of awareness. Ignoring the fact she came from the men's bathroom and also sounds a little off, the fighter groans internally since another hostage would only make the situation more difficult.

"Shut up and don't move! Get down on the-"

The threatening member does not get a chance to finish and Videl's mouth opens as she sees the girl disappear. The next thing she knows, a crash and some shelf items are rolling on the ground in her restricted view.

For a moment, Videl wonders if she was just seeing things. It's clear though she can't stand by anymore so she pushes out of the manager's office with her heart racing. Sliding a little on the floor tiles, she sees one of the armed men already crashed into a shelf and the other still standing above the girl with his gun pointing at her.

Videl rushes forward without another thought, planning to kick his gun away but only a meter from the two, she halts as the Red Ribbon member suddenly drops his gun and slumps over unconscious.

At a better angle, she sees the girl and her arm extended out with her palm against his vest. It seemed like such frontal attacks would be less effective and yet, the girl in front of her clearly could only be the one that knocked out the two captors in mere seconds.

Videl can't comprehend the swiftness of this obvious martial artist but shaking her head, she knows now is not the time for questions. Although it's annoying to see her opponents taken out by someone else, she buries these feelings for now.

There are two more men outside the convenience store and it seems the officer is doing his most damn to keep talking, now to the point of speaking nonsense. While it may be irritating to the men outside, it's clearly a lifesaver since they haven't noticed that their team members behind them have been taken out.

"Oh thank god, we're saved!"

"Thank you, miss!"

All the civilians on the ground sigh with relief but Videl hushes them sternly knowing it's still early to celebrate.

"Stop it! We're not out of this yet. All of you stay put until it's clear! Don't make any noise or unnecessary movements."

The civilians quiet down with dismay and Videl turns her attention to the martial artist before her with irritation.

"...and you-"

She pauses as she now can see the martial artist's features more clearly. Although she thought the person was a girl, she now sees hints of masculinity even though most of his features are feminine. Considering "she" came out of the men's bathroom, Videl changes her impression after recovering from surprise and clears her throat.

"Anyways, who the hell are you?"

The now-reassessed boy blinks then smiles innocently. "My name's Fang Fang and since I do get a lot of confused looks, I am a guy."

All of the nearby civilians' eyes bulge out at the declaration and Fang Fang could only smile somewhat sadly, silently cursing his genetics for making him look so similar to his mother.

Despite confirming his gender, Videl still feels oddly confused. Not to let herself become further distracted, she clears her throat once more.

"Then, Fang Fang..." she continues before raising her voice, "Do you know how reckless that was!? Even if you're capable, what if someone got hurt?"

Fang Fang cocks his head, confused. "...but nobody got hurt?"

Videl's eyes turn dark. "Not yet. There's still one girl out there and if they turn their backs for just a second, they'll see what's going on through the glass. They might try to harm the girl then."

The boy grins in response. "Then we just have to take them out now, don't we?"

From his pocket, the mysterious martial artist takes a bunch of coins into his hands. Just as Videl is about to question in frustration, she sees the coins suddenly floating a little.

Electricity sparks between the coins and then align themselves into a long strip as if magnetized together. Rubbing his hands over this strip of connected coins, he smiles with confidence.

"Our luck will be good, I think. Actually, I have an idea. How about I do this?"

He detaches two coins and lets the strip fall apart into his other hand. Shoving the rest into his pocket, he turns away from the astonished twin-tailed girl and walks to the entrance, opening its door.

Videl's mind catches up, then she shakes her head violently. Her eyes are now frantic as she's worried he'll draw their attention in a bad way.

"Wait, stop-!"

She moves a little too late as the Fang Fang has already extended one arm out towards the remaining two Red Ribbon members. With a focused expression, he aims with his thumb on one of the two coins and snaps forward.

The coin flies in a straight line with a small bang. Even though there are at least six meters of distance between the storefront and the remaining two armed men, the coin moves like a bullet and strikes the less bulky member in the back of his head with its flat side out.

Although it doesn't penetrate, the impact is enough that the man's head snaps forward and his eyes roll up after an immediate thunder of pain travels through his body.

As he wavers forward, his colleague notices something wrong just as the second coin is pushed forward. Fortunately for him, he turns his body just a little in his change of focus and the coin misses him by a hair.

"Huh? What the hell?!"

Feeling the shot passing him and seeing his team member falling unconscious, he turns his body towards the convenience store in bewilderment while still holding on to the girl next to him.

"Whoops. Looks like I missed," Fang Fang notes out loud with embarrassment.

Videl has many questions after seeing one of the guys go down to a mere coin but she forces them down and sprints towards the last man. With his guard down, there's no better opportunity.

Seeing Videl's fast approach, the guy has little time to recover while also recognizing that the rest of his guys are down as well. Still, he clenches his teeth and manages to pull his rifle just as Videl jumps with her feet ready.

A few bullets fire but Videl kicks his rifle off his hands before any could disperse on her. It clatters to the concrete leaving him with less-lethal options to defend as Videl follows up with a twirl and kick towards his head.

Despite the girl's agility, the man is still able to block her kick with a grunt but has to let go of his hostage who flees towards the barricades with a cry.

Cursing at the developments that were missed, he counters by grabbing her part of her calf and throwing her off balance to give himself some distance, then backs away.

Videl rebalanced herself and slides her shoes across the concrete, reestablishing her foundation. She smirks towards the last of the grunts who is clearly the strongest of them all.

"It's over. How about you turn yourself in now and-"

Videl's words are cut off as another coin is fired, hitting the man right into the cheek. His face warps from the impact and some of his teeth come crashing out of his mouth, all while his body is thrown off balance.

The man's eyes nearly pop out of his socket as he hits the ground in an instant leaving Videl stunned. Meanwhile, Fang Fang cheers in the background.

"There we go! Bullseye!"

The police surrounding the gas station are shocked by the ranged attack especially since they don't see Fang Fang holding any gun; however, regardless of how it was done, multiple officers in uniform erupt in cheers along with the androgynous fighter and move to arrest the unconscious men.

Videl remains frozen in place, her face growing increasingly flustered as various policemen pass her and pat her on the shoulder. As the stolen fight dawns on her, her body quivers in frustration just as she hears Fang Fang approaching her.

"Hey, you did pretty well!" he praises genuinely, "...Everything should be fine now, right?"

Videl's head lowers and her fists clench as she bites her lips. It's been a while since felt his level of humiliation when it comes to fighting. Unable to control herself, she faces the martial artist and points at him.

"What's with you?! I had him!"

Fang Fang is taken aback by her upset and become visibly confused. "Huh? Weren't we supposed to take them out as quickly as possible?"

"We? I was supposed to-"

Videl stops herself, realizing she's becoming too full of herself. Granted, she knows there are plenty of martial artists out in the world, but she never expected such a girly boy to appear from a bathroom and then take out almost all of the men on his own.

Two of them with coins, no less.

Was this preplanned or is this guy who looks no older than her for real?

She takes a deep breath and tries to keep herself cool while the guy in front of her shows a clueless expression.

"It doesn't matter," she dismisses but continues to glare at the martial artist, "...how did you even do that with your hands anyway?"

She doesn't wait for a response and takes hold of his arms, forcing them to flip over with his palms facing up. Fang Fang is admittedly embarrassed by her sudden close contact, but he lets her inspect his arms with a frown.

"It's no trick if that's what you're thinking. It's all just controlling your internal energy," he explains, "All martial artists should know this according to my grandfather...wait..."

Fang Fang pauses, realizing something. As the police congratulated, he heard them say her name: Videl.

His expression slowly brightens while the young girl is too busy inspecting his sleeves for anything strange that would explain the coins flinging. As she becomes frustrated again for not seeing anything apparent, she gasps as the arms suddenly take hold of her shoulders.

"You're Videl, the daughter of Mr. Satan, aren't you!?"

Videl's frustration dissipates upon Fang Fang's delighted expression. Slightly weirded out, she pulls away from him and raises an eyebrow.

"Y-yeah?"

Fang Fang huffs and collapses his hands together. "That's awesome! I didn't think I would get to meet you so soon! Wow, the daughter of the hero that defeated Cell."

Videl's eyes widen. She's heard that praise so many times that she's gotten sick of it but more importantly, she catches on to something.

"So soon? Wait, you mean..."

Fang Fang grins and from his pocket, he pulls out an Orange Star Badge. "Yes, I'm transferring today! When I heard about you and your father, I knew I had to join this school. My family may be skeptical of your father, but I know there's always more to meet the eye!"

"U-um..."

Videl isn't sure how to respond but she doesn't get a chance to as Fang Fang switches gears. With a serious expression, he grabs her hands this time and holds them together. His eyes stare into Videl's increasingly concerned eyes.

"Videl, it's clear you were simply trying to hold back. I really want you!"

The declaration is met with sudden silence and despite the problematic statement, Fang Fang doesn't appear to realize what he said. What he actually meant was he'd like her to become part of his family of fighters.

Videl's mouth drops and the sudden declaration processes in her mind. Very quickly, she grows angry and flustered.

"W-w-what...did...you...say?!"

Seeing her face turning into that of a tomato and her body tremble, Fang Fang cocks his head and wonders if he said something wrong. He reiterates himself.

"I'd like you and me to partner up?" he questions and feels his back tingling, recognizing there's a danger coming even if he does not know why.

Certainly saying that in the beginning would have been much better but it only adds to the incorrect context of his initial misleading declaration.

Videl finally blows up. "Hell no, you pervert!"

Breaking away from his hands, a large resounding slap soon echoes into the distance.

The slap reaches the ears of a young man, sporting a black trench coat. He stares down the police scene from atop of a larger building with mild amusement. His silver hair which ends just a little past his ears flows as the wind rushes across the rooftop.

With a chuckle, he places his hands into his pockets at the sight of his subordinates being taken away by the police.

They must've been waiting on him since he told them he'd be there. Of course, he did come...to watch that is.

"Pawns will be pawns. Certainly humans, no less," he muses.

Then, he smiles wide. "...but the future head of the Huang family, huh? Things are getting interesting..."

His head raises as he sees two figures approaching in the distant sky. He can't help but snort with incredulous.

"...very interesting indeed."

He straightens up his posture and turns away. On the back of his coat reveals the Red Ribbon logo as he steps closer to the center of the rooftop where a magic circle lies, glowing brightly on the roof tiles.

He lets out a sigh as he stretches his arms. "As long as things continue to grow interesting, I don't mind letting this whole cover drag on, even if it is annoying to deal with these humans as their so-called general. Well, all part of our great leader's plan I suppose."

Stepping into his circle, a final chuckle echo, and his body fades away in a flash of light.