Dragon Sky

Fargo stood at the door of the office, his eyes narrowing as he sniffed the air, scanning his surroundings intently. After a moment, he walked to a corner, bent down, and picked up a strand of hair.

"My good disciple, can you explain this to me?" he asked with a faint smile.

"What is this?" Michael was confused.

"This is hair! Your junior sister Nadia's hair!" Fargo said with a smile.

"Junior sister? Shouldn't she be the Senior sister? And... you're concluding that it's...