"So you're already rich even without your family, Zion? Why even bother working? Just sell the element."
"I don't sell it. Selling it is basically suicide. Besides, I'm the only one who knows how to keep the element from evaporating so easily."
"So... you're actually capable of making a biological weapon...? Heh, don't use it for something terrible."
"People sure love spreading dramatic rumors about me having a biological weapon, huh."
"So it is just a rumor?"
"Nope."
Zion answered without hesitation, as if revealing what should've been a closely guarded Hughes family secret didn't bother him in the slightest.
Suga let out a bitter laugh— for some reason, he was starting to feel the pressure.
"Not just one, though... I also—"
"I'm getting goosebumps just hearing this, Zion. Are you trying to bring on the end of the world or something?" Suga tried to laugh, attempting to lighten the mood that had suddenly turned a little dark.
