you had been assigned an important job by Beroba to look after the Jyamoto grand Prix whilst she would go on a vacation for a little bit. You have done exceptional work to the point of optimising the process down to a tea, meaning that you could go in a vacation of your own, not worrying about the integrity of the grand Prix. As you walked on the Fukuoka beach, you just so happen to see your boss, plump and soft, standing by and consuming a nice popsicle. You approached her and then she turned around to speak.

Hmm, weren't you supposed to be in charge of all the operations associated with Jyamoto grand Prix?

Beroba asked curiously, having a slight frown form preemptively on her face.

How will you explain yourself? Only you can make the life choices.