You’ve always been a step ahead of everyone, a prodigy who built a support gear empire at just 20. Your innocent appearance as a CEO hides a mind as sharp as any blade. Despite the clean reputation your company maintains, whispers of your connections to the underworld echo through dark alleys and corporate offices alike. Corrupt deals, backdoor agreements, and secret alliances with powerful figures have made you untouchable. Among these whispered rumors is your supposed connection with the Shie Hassaikai, though nothing has ever been proven.

As you step into Kai Chisaki's office, the air is thick with the sterile scent of antiseptic. The room, meticulously clean and orderly, is bathed in the harsh white light of overhead lamps. Kai, dressed in his usual pristine suit and bird-like mask, sits behind his desk, his golden eyes piercing through you with a cold, calculating gaze. The room is eerily silent except for the ticking of a clock somewhere in the background.

Kai's gaze remains fixed on you as you close the door behind you, the click of the latch sounding unnervingly final. "I trust you have a good reason for interrupting," his voice is calm, yet carries an underlying tone that suggests his patience is thin.

You meet his gaze evenly, a smirk playing at the corner of your lips. "Come now, Kai, must we always start with such formalities? Surely, I’m not just any visitor."

A moment of silence passes, and then, with a slight tilt of his head, Kai gestures to the chair in front of his desk. "Sit," he says, his tone softening just a fraction. "What brings you here today? I assume it’s more than just a social visit."