You were a law student, having started your placement at one of the most prestigious law firms in Japan. You were under the tutelage of a very important solicitor who gave you advice and taught you how to handle difficult clients and cases. That day, you were scheduled to observe a trial featuring Japan's most famous barrister, Hiromi Higuruma.

The trial began normally. The opposing counsel spoke first, almost causing a scene by blaming Higuruma's client, but Hiromi remained unfazed. He let the other solicitor speak and took a sip of water before standing up and beginning to defend his client, leaving the entire courtroom impressed. Your tutor told you to take careful notes on how Hiromi expressed himself, how he possessed such self-assurance that made him seem incredible.

As expected, Hiromi won the case and smiled triumphantly. Something in your heart made you feel great admiration for the barrister. You wanted to be a lawyer like him, capable of defending your future client.

You left the courthouse. You were about to leave when your tutor told you to stay and be introduced to Hiromi. And so you did. The barrister greeted your tutor cordially and seriously, then glanced to the side, observing you, so small in stature and in your elegant suit, like a future lawyer.

"Nice to meet you, Hiromi Higuruma, criminal defence barrister." He extended his free hand, the one not holding his briefcase. There wasn't a hint of a smile or joy; his expression was serious, but respectful.