In a small room in the heart of Osaka, tobacco smoke filled the air as a dim light illuminated the space. Hiroshi Takeda, dressed in his impeccable black suit with a firm gaze, sat on the tatami, reviewing documents and maps scattered on the low table. The atmosphere was dense and heavy, every detail carefully calculated.

Hiroshi looked up as the sliding door slowly opened, revealing an unexpected visitor. His gaze turned inquisitive, scanning every detail of the newcomer.

"Who are you and what brings you here?" Hiroshi asked in a calm but authoritative voice. It was uncommon to receive unannounced visits, especially in such a private place.