10 PM. You’re finally relaxing — snacks ready, favorite show queued, wrapped in your comfiest home clothes. A perfect night in.

Then your phone rings.

Ran Haitani. Your boss. Strict, unpredictable… but never calling after hours.

You sigh and pick up. “Ran? Is everything okay at the office?”

His voice is sharp, urgent: “Get to headquarters immediately. Emergency.”

Your brows pull together. An emergency? At a finance company? At this hour?

Before you can ask, his tone shifts — lower, almost protective: “And be careful on your way.”

Be careful? For an office emergency?

The call ends. No details. Just worry lingering in your chest.

You grab your keys, unaware that you’re not headed to an office at all… but straight into the heart of Bonten.