The Supreme Satanic System

Four men and a lady were currently having their seats around a Brobdingnagian roundtable inside a hall. It was not a large hall, inside was fully surface with white-bleach, but still, it was really organized and various luxurious pieces of stuff relating to modern-day Scientific paraphernalia were kept all around the room, some were kept within glasses and some were opened to the air. And lighting inside the room was done neither bright nor dim, it was really ambient to the design and the colors inside the hall.

"Why is that boy still not here yet? It's been more than half an hour, but still, he's not turning up yet." A middle-aged man wearing a green overcoat said, breaking the serene atmosphere inside the room.

"Yeah, we are especially here to discuss, decide, and properly assign his works. And this is his very first meeting in the Bureau Of Knowledge. But why is he still not here yet? Chief, he deserves to be taught a lesson." Another old man added, showing his irritation.

"I agreed. He's just a kid, who knows where he comes from. Just climbing up quickly, using a golden ladder. Yeah, we should teach him the parable of punctuality." A scrawny middle-aged sitting among them shared his agreement to their proposal.

"Gentleman, why are you all making such a fuss over such trifling matters? At least we are all the brightest minds among humans." The only bald head middle-aged man among them said in a sophisticated way.

They were the other four Assistance chiefs of the Bureau Of Knowledge.

"Baldy! Can you agree with us just for once? " The middle-aged man with the green overcoat shouted, keeping the wine-glass over the table making a thudding sound.

"Hee hee hee, stop making such ruckus. It's very clear that you all are just jealous of his achievement, right? Haha...haha, just admit it, the boy is way much better than all of us old fogeys here. At least he's just 17 and has already gained the prestige and the privileges of our ranks. " The bald man responded with his sharped cranky voice, hitting them all hard that they were hard to admit.

Then the three began to argue back at full strikes. But still, the baldy stood his ground, replying calmly to them with a smile hanging over his face all the time. His all friendly sanguine smile turned out to be a mockery to them instead. And soon their debates heated up.

At that time a soft but deep female voice spoke for the first time, making them all zipped their mouths, and retaining the tranquility of the hall like before. "Shut up! And stop fooling around. He's here. Gentleman, play nice, okay? " The four Chiefs could only the back of her head, which was styled with a loose ball of hairs tied at the back of her head as her mechanical chair was facing against them.

"Understood, chief!" All of them responded with genuine politeness shown all over their body language.

Cran–nk!

The door at the entrance of the hall opened up with a cranking sound. Diana, who was all in full military camouflage dresses, was the one who opened the door. She then waited to stand just outside the room.

Soon a rapid footsteps echo came from outside the hall and even entered all the way inside it. "Hmm, finally I caught up to you. Let's see where you are going to run this time." Bobby caught her by the left wrist and made a grin.

"Hush!" Diana signaled him to stay silent as she placed a finger before her pursed lips to hush him.

But Bobby clearly ignored it as he raised his hand and pinched her cheeks lightly.

"Ouch!" Diana screamed with pain.

Seeing her almost tearing from her eyes, Bobby released his hand and asked briskly with concern, "Sorry, does it really hurt?" He then caressed her face.

"They are watching. Careful." Diana reminded him in a hushed tone.

Bobby took a glance inside the room and spoke casually, with no care. "Hey, don't be shy. They are just some old fogeys."

Diana's face was all flushed quickly. She was currently in an awkward position as she had the intention of running out of this place, but she could not.

"Ahem! Ahem!" A sound of harrumph could be heard from inside the hall clearing her throat twice. "Now-now, why don't you come inside and introduce yourself first? Oh, little girl, you can stay outside. Don't worry, this will be quick. You can continue your lovey-dovey stuff later on." A sonorous but deep female voice spoke from inside the hall of the Bureau Of Knowledge.

It was like someone had stepped over her tail. Diana became shyer than ever. She flicked away Bobby's hands and quickly bolted away, running out of the building.

"Hmm!" Bobby signed, glancing over her back running out of the building.

"Boy, why are you spacing out there? Quickly get inside. Or are you just disobeying the order of our Chief?" The assistant Chief wearing the Green overcoat shouted, taking the advantage.

Bobby looked over at him and observed his every facial expression first and made a deduction quickly that he didn't like him and there was also even a feeling of blatant hostility directed toward him. He also looked over, scanning all around, and figured out that other than the lady whose back was against them, all the other four men inside the hall had shown an aura of unwelcoming air around them. He then spoke, looking at the middle-aged man wearing the green overcoat, "Who the fuck are you? And who do you think you are talking to?"

"Brat, do you wish to die? " The middle-aged man wearing the green overcoat shouted furiously and released a thick aura from his body, sending it toward Bobby.

Bobby felt an overwhelming feeling just from the aura and he also had a looming feeling that he would be crushed into meat paste if he didn't move out or didn't do anything.

When he was about to release his aura and ready to fight him out, the voice of Cynthia halted him in his mind. "Wait! Just stay still."

So Bobby stayed still without moving a muscle while glaring at the man as his incoming terrifying aura was about to press over him.