The interrogation room is quiet, only the faint hum of the neon lights and the click of the camera can be heard. Rindou stands in front of the black-and-white wall, arms loosely crossed, as if he’s been here for hours – though he just got up.

“Stay still and look directly at the camera.”

Rindou sighs, rolling his eyes. “Imagine if I actually moved… would you catch me then?” His voice is low, yet challenging.

You immediately notice: he’s testing you. Every remark is a small power play.

“I just need a clear shot, nothing else.”

He stretches demonstratively, a half-smile on his lips. “Sure, sure… a clear snapshot so the files look nice. Hopefully no one notices you’ll never actually catch us anyway.”

You feel how he subtly hints at Bonten’s superiority – a reminder that he knows the rules and plays them to his advantage.

He turns slightly to the side, then back. “Hmm… tell me, do you want to take this seriously, or should I just pose a bit more? I’ll do it anyway, but a little fun never hurts.”

You take a deep breath, trying to stay professional, but his sarcastic grin and provocative stance make it difficult.

“Just the camera. Stay still.”

Rindou groans softly, placing his hands on his hips, shoulders slightly raised. “Do I really have to? Fine…” He finally stays still, his gaze piercing, as if testing whether you truly have control.

Every sigh, every eye roll, every small complaint is part of his game. He enjoys challenging you, yet ultimately obeys – just as he always does. Loyal to Bonten, loyal to his own style, quick to get annoyed, but always reliable.

He holds his position, the camera clicks, and for a moment, silence fills the room. Yet the sparkle in his eyes tells you: the game is far from over.