“Big sister, are you going out again?”

A kid in average clothing walked towards a girl wearing dark clothing whose appearance was of a fifteen-year-old. She questioned the teenager while showing concern on her face.

The teenager who was called ‘big sister’ by the eight-year girl patted the kid’s head as she answered her question.

“Big sister has a job to do. Tell the rest of the kids to not cause any trouble to grandma while I am away.”

The eight-year-old girl didn’t answer the teenage girl’s question but replied to her by nodding her head while showing a cute smile on her mouth.

The teenage girl stopped patting the kid’s head as she exited the orphanage.

The teenage girl who was clad in dark clothing that masked half of her face was none other than the .

She was an orphan in the past and after she became a , she used most of the money she earned from the assassination requests to donate to the orphanage where the previous kid was living along with other orphans.

For Lime Shield, the , money was something that she could easily earn so it didn’t bother her that 95% of what she earned from the assassination requests was donated to the Shield Orphanage.

An anonymous client had requested her to assassinate the , offering her ten million dollars. Lime was only the so she didn’t know where the ‘s secret lair was located but it seemed that the anonymous client of hers had already acquired information about the location of the ‘s secret lair.

Lime was currently heading towards the location that was sent by her anonymous client to her smartwatch. Lime called a taxi as she paid the taxi driver to head towards the location that was sent by her anonymous client. The taxi driver didn’t question Lime’s clothing since he was paid ten times the fare he would usually receive.

What? Did you expect the to jump from house to house until she arrived at the secret lair of the ?

Oh please, Lime was living in a modern world. The modern problem required a modern solution.

…

The taxi stopped at an average-looking two-story house but it was used to conceal the fact that the secret lair of the was located under the average house.

Lime exited the taxi as the taxi closed its doors and drove to find other passengers. Lime had already paid her taxi fare beforehand so the taxi driver didn’t ask her to pay the fare after she exited the taxi.

“So this is the place…”

Lime muttered to herself after double-checking the location that was sent to her smartwatch.

Lime was experienced in the art of assassination so she always paid attention to her surroundings to detect any anomaly and hidden danger. Besides how average the house was, she couldn’t find anything peculiar except for the fact that the secret lair of the was located under that average house.

From Lime’s observation there doesn’t seem to be an inhabitant in the average house or if there was, he or she must be sleeping since the windows were closed and there wasn’t any source of light that escaped from the house.

Lime walked towards the entrance as she passed through the opened gate. She placed her hand on the doorknob and as expected, it was locked.

Lime took out a hair clip from her hair and she twisted the hairclip into an irregular shape before inserting it into the hole of the doorknob. She kept on twisting the hairclip in an attempt to lockpick the doorknob until she heard a clicking sound.

*Click!*

Lime’s hairclip broke into two. The doorknob didn’t budge. As expected of the doorknob of the !

One should know that Lime’s hairclip was not only flexible but also as durable as titanium. Even if she wasn’t as experienced as the when it comes to lockpicking, she could still open most locked doors.

Push comes to shove, Lime threw the broken hairclip on the ground and resorted to using her sharp dagger to cut the door in half. Her assassination dagger was forged by the himself and although it cost two billion dollars, it was three times as durable as diamond and could easily cut most metal as if it was butter.

A flimsy door couldn’t even withstand the sharpness of Lime’s dagger as it was cut like how paper was cut by a pair of scissors. After forcefully opening the house’s entrance, Lime entered the house as if nothing happened.

*tap* *tap*

Stepping on the fragments of the broken door, Lime surveyed her surroundings and she noticed that there wasn’t anyone at home as all of the lights were turned off.

The house was eerily silent and if not for the sound of her steps, Lime would have doubted if she had become deaf. Lime didn’t halt her steps as she kept on walking around the house to find any hidden compartment that would lead underground.

From what the anonymous client had told her, there was a trapdoor that lead to the secret lair of the . That trapdoor was what she had been finding until she noticed that one of the floor mats was suspiciously placed below the garbage bin.

What kind of madman would place a floor mat below a garbage bin? That was what she thought when she found the floor mat suspiciously placed below the garbage bin. She didn’t need someone to tell her that the trapdoor was hidden under the floor mat and garbage bin as she throw the garbage bin to her side and lifted the floor mat.

After lifting the floor mat, below the floor mat revealed a metal tile that had a text written on it that said; “It’s A Prank!”

When Lime read that, she couldn’t help but be agitated by the who she thought was the person who did that. But before she could complain, her vision tumbled but she could make out a part of her vision that showed her back.

*Thud*

The head of the fell on the floor as blood sprayed from the neck of the headless body of the .