Gorgon Empire, inside an underground facility.
A bald man with a scar on his face, dressed in a black suit, walked down the corridor.
The corridor was dimly illuminated by crystals attached to the ceiling.
Tak~
Tak~
The corridor stretched endlessly.
It was silent.
The only sound that could be heard was the man's footsteps.
Tak~
Tak~
After 10 minutes of walking, the man's steps halted in front of a metal door.
He hesitated to knock at first but did so nonetheless.
Knock, knock
He waited, and soon an answer came.
"Come in!"
The man pushed the metal door and entered.
The sight that greeted him made him want to vomit, but he couldn't.
'Don't make any mistake, Cron.'
The room was spacious and well-lit.
A man with a white lap coat and glasses perched on his nose could be seen holding a syringe in front of a naked human lying on the table.
On the side walls, cylinder-shaped glasses filled with a strange blue liquid were attached.
Strange creatures can be seen inside these cylinders. They were hideous, their shape twisted; some had hands coming out of their guts, mouths on every corner of the body, while others were scorched with no head, and their insides could be seen.
They were all experiments of a madman with a syringe in his hand.
The madman turned around with a twisted smile plastered on his face.
"Cron, did you get the specimen?"
'How do I tell the boss that the specimen escaped?'
The bald man named Cron hesitated under the twisted smile.
"B-boss about the s-specimen…"
"..the thing is b-boss…"
"Hurry up and say it quickly, what happened to my specimen!"
Under the oppressive gaze and angry mood of his boss, he finally said the words he feared.
"The men in charge of delivery got attacked, and the specimen escaped, boss."
Listening to his subordinate, his twisted smile grew.
"Oohh, who would dare to steal my precious specimen?"
The madman rested his right hand on his chin and planned his next move.
"Cron, collect all the men and find her for me, or find a new specimen for me. Understood."
"Yes, boss!"
"You know what will happen if you fail again, right?"
"Yes, boss!"
"Good, very good. Now you may leave and start searching."
***
Rysen mansion.
Inside one of the rooms, all sorts of clothes could be seen.
They were scattered by two women.
One is in her thirties, and the other is not even a decade old.
The woman in her thirties was Rose, while the other was Clara.
Rose had silky brown hair that cascaded down her back and hazel eyes, complemented by a figure that had the right proportions in all the right places.
She looked so beautiful that she could charm any man on Earth with just a look.
The small girl named Clara was no less of a beauty herself.
She had silk-brown hair, inherited from her mother, and blue eyes, like a clear river, inherited from her father.
While Rose looked captivating with her mature figure, Clara looked cute with her baby fat still on her cheeks.
Between the two women, a small boy was being tormented.
"Mom, try this one, it will look cute on him."
"Yes, honey, what a great choice."
'Pleeease help me, god'
'How long are they going to do this?'
I begged god to help internally while also wishing this would end.
Two days passed after rescuing Alina.
After giving her the name Black Demon, I heard a loud growl coming from her stomach.
She blushed at the sound, but I quickly jumped from the window and brought her some food.
'Eat slowly or you will die.'
'But why would I die because of eating, Sir?'
'First, don't call me sir. Second, because you have been starving for a long time, your body will need time to re-adjust. Think of it like not giving water to a flower for a long time, then pouring a bucket of water on top of it. The result will be the flower breaking due to the sheer force.'
'Wow, you are so knowledgeable, sir.'
'I told you not to call me sir.'
'If not, sir, then what should I call you. Sir'
'Hmm, let me think.'
'…'
'Yes, call me by my name.'
'So should I call you lord nightmare from now on?'
'Yes, call me that when we are alone, but when we are not, call me Liam.'
'Liam.'
'Yes, Liam. That is my name.'
My thoughts came back to the present after my sister called my name and asked me about my choice.
My mother and sister both had a dress in their hand while looking at me with a serious expression.
Gulp~
I gulped, knowing both choices would lead to disaster.
It was like one of those trivia questions: if your mother and wife were drowning, would you choose?
No matter what you say, you will be judged, and I was facing the same problem.
'What do I do? What should I say?'
In a matter of seconds, thousands of ideas came and went through my mind.
'Yes, I can use that.'
Both daughter and mother looked at the boy with a serious expression.
Thump~
All of a sudden, Liam fainted.
'Mob technique 99: faking exhaustion faint'
"Huh, Mom. What happened?"
"Liam! Liam!"
Both daughter and mother looked worried and checked him.
They both sighed simultaneously.
Sigh~
"He is okay. He is just asleep because he is tired."
I internally smirked at getting the correct answer.
'Yes, I knew it would work.'
My mother picked me up and laid me down on the bed.
"Clara, call the servants to clean the room while I put Liam to bed."
"Yes, mother."
Soon after, they left.
The servant came, cleaned the room, and they left too.
I opened my eyes, looked around the room, and sighed.
'Ahhh, it really is hard to be a mob.'
My family got invited to a banquet by a Duke family, which also happens to be my father's friend from his academic days.
The banquet will be held to celebrate her elder daughter's tenth birthday.
In the Gorgon Empire, birthdays are celebrated each decade instead of each year.
'This will be my first social gathering after coming to this world.'
'Will I really be able to hide my powers and remain a mob?'
"Alina!"
The door opens, and a girl of a similar to age of Liam comes in.
The girl had dark black hair and eyes. Her hair was as smooth as silk, and her eyes were as black as a night sky, which added a strange allure to them.
Complemented with her milk white skin and the pointed ears, which were hidden by Liam's magic. She wore a simple maid outfit, but even that outfit couldn't hide the beauty she had.
"Yes, master, you called me."
The young girl's voice was so melodious that one could mistake it for a chorus of a song.
"Alina."
The girl's name was called out by a serious young boy sitting on top of the bed, crossed-legged.
The young boy had black hair like his father and hazel eyes inherited from his mother. The boy had handsome features that the simple clothing on him couldn't hide.
"Yes, master."
"We need to make a plan."
"For?"
"For the upcoming birthday banquet."
"Yes, master. I will assist you however I can."
Thus began the planning session of Liam and Alina for the birthday banquet.
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