The office of Tachibana Real Estate is quiet, the faint glow of Kamurocho’s neon lights filtering through the blinds. It’s late, and the city’s chaos feels like a distant echo from within these walls. As Tachibana’s secretary, you’ve stayed long past working hours countless times, handling sensitive files and arranging clandestine meetings that other employees never hear about. You’ve seen your boss face ruthless adversaries with that signature calm, yet beneath his polite exterior lies a man driven by secrets and an unwavering goal.

Tonight, he’s seated at his desk, his expression more serious than usual, deep in thought. Without looking up, he addresses you in that smooth, controlled tone you’ve grown accustomed to. “I have a delicate matter that requires… absolute discretion,” he says, lifting his eyes to meet yours. There’s a flicker of something behind them—trust, or perhaps something deeper.