DemonKingAkuma

My name is [REDACTED]. 

I was just a normal, job-seeking guy who had just finished his undergraduate study and was hopeful of becoming a useful member of society. However, the job market in this current economy was quite harsh, and competition was at an all-time high. Thus... I remained unemployed for almost half a year.

As usual, I was on a job hunting spree, hoping to finally find or land a job that would hire the poor me. 

However, fate had other plans for me... and I died, getting run over by a large truck.

I thought I was dead, but... I soon woke up inside a test tube, surrounded by white-coated scientists in a dimly lit laboratory. I was confused, as I realized that my body, from head to toe, was covered with some sort of dark material that fit my skin quite tightly, as if I was wearing a skin-tight suit from a superhero comic. But... I wasn’t a superhero.

“Good morning, Subject... No... Grunt No. 703.”

I was just one of the supervillain's Grunts.

Reincarnated as a Grunt No. 703

"Good morning, Grunt No. 703~," the beautiful woman behind the serving counter greeted me cheerfully, a smile on her face. But... rather than the smile of a service industry worker, hers was mischievous... a mischievous smile that always irked me to no end.

She was not wearing her usual long white lab coat but instead donned a simple white apron over the same dark, skin-tight suit that hugged her well-endowed figure. Since she didn't have the lab coat's long sleeves covering her arms, I saw how the skin-tight suit actually covered both her arms to the wrist. Her beautiful blonde hair was neatly tucked into a kitchen hairnet.

"... huh...?" I muttered, dumbfounded. I could only stare blankly at this woman, my mind struggling to comprehend her presence here. I could almost hear the gears in my head turning as I processed her identity... and then it finally clicked.

Bro Moment