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Long ago, there existed a brilliant young scientist. By dint of his astonishing genius, he was able to make a number of contributions to human knowledge.

Eventually, however, he became disillusioned with the world. Though constantly showered with praise for the subtlety of his mind, none of his ideas or theories ever received even the slightest support from the scientific community.

"We should not be striving to advance in human civilization, but rather the artificial evolution of humans as a species." That was the only dream he ever had, but not a single person came forward to help him fulfill that dream. Except for one.

One day, when the skies were dark and dreary with hard and cold rain pouring down mercilessly, where the sun no longer shined down to bring the promise of the future, inside a playground was a sitting man, his head down low as his lab coat was soaked.

The man's features, even though you couldn't see them because of his bangs covering his eyes and a shadow overcasting his face, were dark and grim, a copy of the skies that day. Everything that he ever dreamed of was being crushed by his peers, by the people who have given him endless praise for his intellectual superiority. Everything was being cut down because of them.

No one wished to fund his work, and so he funded it himself, but his money was running short and he could barely afford to live in his mansion anymore, no less afford food. The man's life was going downhill faster than he could have ever thought of, and now he's paying the price.

Suddenly the rain stopped pouring down on his figure as only the loud sounds of rain hitting an opened umbrella could be heard with a shadow covering his figure as the unknown person stood before him.

"For a human as smart as you, you aren't that smart when accepting that there's a chance of getting sick." A low and threatening voice said, which was silently muffled, their presence cold and dark, just like blood seeping down a sewer drain after the genocide of dozens of innocent people. Their presence was colder than his heart, and the rain.

Surprised by the unexpected gesture, Dr. Genus looked up only for him to reel back in shock at what he saw. An average-height woman was standing before him with cold eyes filled with hidden rage, staring directly at him. Oh, what things those eyes of hers must have seen to have such a negative effect on him, or so, what the holder of those eyes must have done to make them look so... demonic.

The mysterious woman wore a black, long-sleeved silk formal shirt under a pair of harness belts tied around her waist and under her breasts comfortably. The mysterious woman had black slim-fit formal black dress pants with a black waist belt leg harness strapped to her legs, with long, black knee-high leather boots covering her legs. On her hands were black wrist-length leather gloves with a leather bracer on each arm with a dragon design on it the color of silver and gold mixed in, showing the glowing dragon eating an apple from a tree.

Though the thing that caught him off guard was the girl's muzzle being made of leather and of a black color. I mean, who just wears a muzzle voluntarily and not feel pissed off every minute? The woman should have been able to get the muzzle off, or does she like it being on? Or does she have no choice? Though how can she have no choice? No muzzle is that strong.

"Well? Are you not going to say anything, you weirdo?" The mysterious woman continued asking, the clear umbrella overheard them still covering Dr. Genus. Finally snapping out of his gaze, Dr. Genus finally got the balls to talk. "O-Oh! Yes, I do, and thank you." Dr. Genus thanked her, his wet hair now dripping down to his lab coat.

"Mind if I join you?" The woman asked him, not even waiting for his response before sitting down. After that, silence filled the air as both of them stayed quiet with the woman staring ahead while holding the clear umbrella and Dr. Genus staring to his left at her, observing her features.

Letting out a sigh of frustration, the woman crossed her legs and looked over at Dr. Genus glaring at him. "Take a picture, it'll last longer until you don't have eyes anymore." (Y/n) growled, though the umbrella was still covering the both of them. Quickly looking away from her, Dr. Genus put his hand in both of his kneecaps, looking to his other side as he expected the empty playground.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Looking back over at the mysterious woman, Dr. Genus nodded. "Yeah, hearing it is beautiful, though." Dr. Genus commented, looking away from her once more. "Why only hearing it?" (Y/n) questioned, glancing over at Dr. Genus before looking back at the broken swing.

"Just..." Taking a deep breath, his grip on his knees stiffened. "... it would be beautiful if everyone had an open mind and some common sense, is all." Replying to her question, Dr. Genus leaned back on the bench, all of his determination slipping.

Just as he said that the mysterious woman laughed bitterly, the dragon on her bracer shining brightly. "Ah, yes, humans are quite dumb if they don't listen." (Y/n) added on, the rain suddenly lessening. "Tell me why you believe your species are... so idiotic." Hearing this, Dr. Genus straightened his back and squared his shoulders, pure rage and passion shining behind his eyes.

"All that they wish to do is perfect their current world, perfect their current living with new things; new car models, new robots, new buildings, new everything! Though they never stop to think even for the slightest second of advancing in something else, something not of what could make our lives safer and easier in this cage, but of what we can do to advance in our flesh; in our species!" Dr. Genus proclaimed, jumping up, not being bothered by the rain anymore as his arms were outstretched towards the dreary sky.

"Yes, humans are so dull and unimaginative! Everyone in the scientific field dares to praise me for my superior intelligence, but not on my theories! My goals! The future for all of us! All that they are is nothing but stupid apes! They say I have dangerous ideas, that I'm a freak! Like we've come this far as a civilization by not taking risks! Bah! Stupid!" Yelling out in rage, Dr. Genus grabbed a rock and threw it towards the swing set, missing it.

"So, do you believe their words? Why do you fret so much that they've even put you down so low? The greats don't follow the shepherd; they become the shepherd. If they don't listen, then fine. Just make them listen." The mysterious woman shrugged her shoulders. This caught Dr. Genus' attention as he looked back over at her. This time, he had more trust in the mysterious woman.

"And if they don't? If they still think that I have "dangerous ideas" and deem me as a 'freak'?" Dr. Genus questioned, his soaked lab coat clinging tightly to his fit figure. The woman chuckled, her eyes changing into a darker color as they glowed in the shadows.

"Then who cares? Their mistakes will come back to kill them, so why care for a species with no hope of surviving?" The woman asked, getting up as the rain started pouring harder. "Here, take it, I don't need it." The woman stated, handing over the umbrella to the confused and stunned Dr. Genus, who slowly took it.

"Remember this; you don't need the approval of your peers or anyone to go ahead and build a new future; a new rabbit hole." Stepping away from Dr. Genus, the mysterious woman turned around and walked away, her clothes not getting soaked as an invisible aura seemed to have been protecting her from it.

Looking as the mysterious figure walked away, Dr. Genus looked up towards the sky, only for it to quickly stop raining as the sun came out as the clouds parted away, revealing its blinding rays. Squinting his eyes, Dr. Genus quickly looked away and back towards where he last saw the woman, only for her to no longer be there.

Feeling the cool feeling of the umbrella handle turning into the feel of paper, Dr. Genus snapped his head down towards where his hand was holding the umbrella handle, only to take a step back as he saw it turned into paper; a check, to be precise. Quickly holding the check with both hands, Dr. Genus let a surprised yet happy smile bloom on his youthful face.

A check of ¥110 billion.

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Out in the untamed forest were three figures, all of them running towards a certain target as (Y/n) accidentally killed a bear on her way there while she was running. Well, more like floating there while staying next to Saitama. I suppose the pressure of the wind was too much for the bear.

"I didn't think we'll be running the whole way."

"I did."

"How else are we gonna get there?"

"I was sure you could fly or something."

"Do I look like Tinker Bell to you, upgrade version of Siri?" (Y/n) scoffed, obviously offending that he thought Saitama could fly and she couldn't. (Y/n) craves praise sometimes, okay?

"Humans can't fly, okay?" Saitama replied, glancing over at (Y/n) before looking back forward. Reaching a slight hill made of rocks, both Saitama and Genos jumped on the rocks to get over it while (Y/n) floated there. "It's amazing that you two are never late. You guys are really heroes." Genos praised both of them, his admiration for them clear in his voice and words.

(Y/n) cackled, "What're 'ya sayin', you walking calculator. We suck at being on time more than Saitama is on thinking." Giving an offended look towards (Y/n), Saitama glared at her. "Hey!" (Y/n) shrugged, "It's the truth, egghead."

"I am not an egghead, you cat lady!"

"Who're you callin' a cat lady, banana offender!"

"Emo cat lady!"

"Unemployed lowlife!"

"Pixie dust sniffer!"

"It's cocaine, you uncultured virgin!"

"Oh, so just cause I don't snort sugar means I'm a virgin?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty scared of that stuffed animal I gave you for your birthday, perv."

"I am not a perv!"

"Are so!"

"Please, master, sensei, sto-"

"Shut it, discount Siri!"

After the both of them screamed that all three of them had to wait beside Genos for ten minutes allowing for the cyborg to finally get his mood up after being called that with the help of a few 'I'm sorry' and 'you're far too smart for this survivor mode world'.

Finally, after a high leap and a gush of wind, all three could reach the top of the other side of the mountain facing the facility. "We're here." Genos stated, (Y/n) mimicking his words in the background. "This is the place Gorilla told us of." Genos informed them.

"Yeah, after telling us how much his creator wanted to fuck our bodies. Love how opened he is of his sexuality, but damn, chili." (Y/n) commented, Saitama agreeing in the background. Clenching his fist tightly, Genos turned around to face his Sensei; a.k.a., (Y/n).

"I will never allow for that man to ever lay a finger on you, Sensei! For him to ever think of doing such a disrespectful thing is worthy of death!" Gens proclaimed, bowing down to his Sensei afterward, ignoring the neutral look (Y/n) was giving him. "Cool." (Y/n) said blankly while doing thumbs up, not being bothered by the new 'free kill' coupon she got. Hell, Saitama likes coupons, so might as well give that to him.

"So this... is the "House of Evolution"." Saitama stopped them from their conversation, awing at the enormous structure of the building. "Pfff, who names buildings?" (Y/n) chuckled, her arms crossed as Genos stood next to her.

"Everyone does."

"Shut the fuck up, nobody asked for your damn commentary."

"One, two, three, four, five, six..."

"Burn it. Burn it. Burn it."

"... looks like it's about eight stories high--"

"Burn it. Burn it. Burn it-"

Jumping in front of the two, Genos launched an attack on the building make a gigantic explosion follow soon after, the entire area is covered in dust as nothing was now left of the upper part of the building.

"Um... what was that all of a sudden?"

"Fan service."

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