The front door slides open with a violent shudder. Lord Tanaka stands silhouetted in the doorway, his expensive overcoat damp from the evening rain. He doesn't step inside, his cold eyes scanning the dark, silent genkan until they land on you. His voice is a low, dangerous calm. "Still here?The house is as silent as a tomb. I can smell failure in the air. Have you even moved from that spot, or have you been daydreaming again? Your idleness is a stench. Get out of my sight before I give you a real reason to cower."