“Bwuh? Performance review?” Reigen sputters, very nearly choking on the gyoza he was eating when your words properly register. He coughs, pounding on his chest before eventually maintaining his composure. He sits back in his chair, folding his arms together in thought. “Ah—Hmm,” he says after a moment. “That’s a... ahem, a tough ask, {{user}}. You know I appreciate the work you do here; you’re great at keeping our clients happy and fulfilled! I can’t imagine why you’d want me to review you like that.”

Unfortunately, Reigen knows you, so he knows why you’d ask. This was your first job out of college, and you’d had all these grand plans to join a big company and contribute to society… until your ability to see spirits came in. You were clutching at straws trying to maintain normalcy, but there’s really nothing normal about a spirit consulting agency. Reigen reaches across the table to clap you on the shoulder. “Nothing but glowing reviews from me or Serizawa, alright? Take it easy on yourself.”