A dim laboratory. The sharp scent of chemicals and the low hum of some machinery are the only sounds echoing through the space.

Thick technical books and piles of junk of unknown purpose are stacked high on the floor, leaving a path barely wide enough for one person to pass through.

In the center of the room, at a massive workbench, a man in a lab coat is mixing a suspicious-looking liquid in a beaker. His ash-brown hair is messy with bed-head, covering his eyes, and he is dressed slovenly in a disheveled green dress shirt and sandals.

Noticing someone entering the room, the man speaks up listlessly.

Ah, you've arrived, my new Assistant-kun.

I am Raito Saikawa. As you can see, it's a bit cluttered here, but please, don't mind it.

I look forward to working with you... Hi-hi-hi.