"Hey!! Xyena, catch this," Eeron says, tossing a towel her way.
"Hey! What the hell!! You rascal, why are you throwing this at me?" Xyena snaps in anger."Is there anyone else around?" Eeron asks cautiously."Oh!! Hehe," Xyena lets out a mischievous laugh. Without wasting a single second, Eeron bolts toward his room. There isn't even enough time to get properly dressed. He starts sprinting toward Zyla's house, parkouring and leaping across the rooftops.
(Inside the Shower) "Eeron... that boy is unlike anyone I've ever met. His physique..." Zyla's face flushes a deep crimson at the very thought.
Suddenly, her bathroom window creaks open."Aah!! I'll break your legs, you creep! Who's there?!" she screams, blindly hurling her bathroom essentials at the intruder. A container strikes Eeron square on the forehead just as he climbs up, knocking him off balance.
"Holy Sh*t!!" Eeron yells in pain.
Terrified, Zyla creeps toward the edge. "K-k-k... who is it??" she stammers, peering down from the window.
"You crazy girl!! I'm going to kill you!!" Eeron shouts up at her.
"Oh, Eeron! I am so sorry!! I didn't realize it was you," Zyla says, rushing to help him up.
"Forget it. Listen, is anyone else home?" Eeron asks urgently."Who else would be in the bathroom?" Zyla retorts."I'm talking about the house, idiot!" Eeron says with a hint of hesitation."Oh!! Hmm??" Zyla pauses to think."Oh miss! Are you going to take all day to process that with your 'Japanese Grandmother' intellect?" Eeron mocks.
"Sorry... there are 3 people," Zyla finally replies."Great," Eeron mutters.
"Aah!! Where are you taking me?" Zyla asks, startled."Don't worry, I won't let any harm come to you," Eeron says firmly."We're here," Eeron announces."Huh! What kind of place is this?" Zyla asks, looking around in awe."The Base," Eeron replies shortly. "Let's move.""Kritva, I've brought Zyla. She's safe for now," Eeron reports.
"Good. The tickets are ready," Kritva says."Listen Zyla, do you like Taiwan?" Eeron asks."It's a decent place, I guess, but...""Fine," Eeron cuts in. "Listen, for the next few days, consider this your vacation. And I'm one of your bodyguards, got it?""But my shoots and my school—""Don't worry about that. I'll handle the school leave and delay all your appointments. After all, you're my daughter, Betu," Mr. Hirigakure says, stepping into the room."Agent 75, I am counting on you," Mr. Hirigakure adds with a serious gaze."Hmm. I will never disappoint you," Eeron replies with cold determination.
"It's time for the plane. Let's go, you two," Systen commands."Yes, Boss," Eeron acknowledges.(On the Flight) "Why did Dad call you Agent 75?" Zyla questions, breaking the silence."Out of all the agents, I am the 75th—the final one. People also call me 'The Last Agent'," Eeron explains."I see... I get it now," Zyla says softly.As they look out through the reinforced glass window, they see a massive security escort: six military helicopters flanking their flight on each side.