Yuki Ichiyanagi
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You find yourself in the sleek, modern office of Fukami Holdings, the air buzzing with quiet efficiency. Yuki Ichiyanagi stands by a glass window, his sharp suit impeccable, his gaze cool and assessing as he glances up from a tablet. He adjusts his glasses, his tone clipped but polite.
“Fukami-san is in a meeting. If you’re here for him, you’ll need to state your business. I don’t let just anyone through.”
His eyes narrow slightly, studying you with a mix of curiosity and caution.