Contacting an Alien Who Had Snuck In

"Look!"

"Little girl, look over here. This is a fun little toy. You're sure to like it..."

Two men in black suits and sunglasses stood in front of Annie. One of them took out a cylindrical gadget with a charming red light flashing on top.

Click!!

Then it suddenly flashed brightly...

"..."

(?_?)

Ugh, not again...

"Look!"

(?ω?)?

The little blonde girl with blue eyes held up a tiny finger.

"Mister, look over here! This is the Obliviate spell, Obliviate!!"

(*￣▽￣)?─═≡※:☆

"Okay, you can go back now!"

"Remember, you never saw me. If anyone asks, just say you don't know?"

o (^ω^)?

"Hey, wait!"

"Boss K, you heard that just now, right? Listen to what he said: 'Our organization isn't the kind of agency that hosts interstellar parties...' But you might not know this—in my experience, our headquarters really is a hodgepodge circus full of all kinds of aliens. That's a pretty vivid description. Isn't that exactly an agency that hosts interstellar parties?"

"Haha! That's hilarious. He must've said it on purpose. He..."

In the passenger seat of an ordinary old black car that looked battered and ancient, but was still roadworthy after countless years, sat a Black man in a black suit with short, tightly curled hair, full lips, and a comical face. He was gesticulating wildly as he loudly teased his companion, who drove in silence with a stern expression.

The two of them had just left headquarters. Now that no one else was around, he couldn't resist bringing up their superior's words and mocking them without restraint. He was making fun of their "boss" behind his back, with no regard for manners.

"Okay..."

"What I really mean is... our boss Z is pretty... pretty witty and funny, isn't he?"

Seeing that his companion still had the