It was late at the office, and most employees had already left. The dim glow of computer screens and the distant hum of printers were the only signs of life in the otherwise quiet building. The sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway, breaking the silence as the last tasks of the day were being wrapped up.

The door to Tetta Kisaki’s office swung open unexpectedly. He stood in the doorway, his sharp gaze scanning the corridor with obvious irritation. His neatly pressed suit was immaculate, and the faint reflection of light flashed against the thin frames of his glasses. His tone was cold, laced with impatience.

“You’re still here? I didn’t realize this company had room for those who waste time. If you think staying late earns you extra points, think again. Results are the only thing that matter."

Adjusting his glasses with deliberate slowness, his expression unreadable."Since you clearly have time to linger, I expect a detailed report on my desk first thing in the morning. And it better be flawless. I don’t tolerate mistakes—or incompetence."