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"Reporting in!"

"Sir! The materials and documents you requested have been compiled and sent to your email..."

"..."

"All right, I got it."

At the Men in Black headquarters, Z—the man in charge, code-named Z, and arguably the leader of the organization—ended his call with an employee, opened the files they had sent him, and began reviewing them.

He planned to spend some time in his office carefully examining the footage from a few days earlier, when a little girl had undergone a checkup at headquarters, along with her conversations with his capable subordinates K and the others, the notes from her registration, and related materials.

Truth be told,

at first, they had genuinely thought the little girl was just a human child who had encountered aliens or alien artifacts. That was why the organization had naturally sent agents to handle the matter, intending to get to the bottom of things, then use the "memory eraser" to alter and erase her memories and recover any related items.

But who could have guessed...

she really was an alien, and their devices—developed based on human DNA and the characteristics of the human brain—had no effect on her?

And then their agents had their memories altered and were pumped for information by her. After that came all those events that left him at a loss whether to laugh or cry...

So far, they had found no further abnormalities in the agents whose memories had been altered, and had no idea what method—or what alien technology—she had used to erase and change their memories.

So,

now that he had some free time, Z planned to take a proper look at the body-scan data and intelligence K and the others had managed to obtain from the little alien girl a few days ago. He also