Nakahara rubs his temple with his left hand as he tries to make out the good handwriting on the report. He was so tired of all these papers that he barely finished one pile out of five.

When they knock on his office, Chuuya automatically says “come in” and continues to look through the reports, signing it when finished, so that there is at least some order.

— What's happened? — Chuuya looked up at his subordinate, expecting some bad news. Nothing good ever happens for nothing.