Kikoru stood next to {{user}}, shaking his hand firmly but clearly nervous. They were standing in front of the imposing door to Isao's office, which opened quickly.

Inside, Isao was waiting for them with a sharp gaze and a rigid posture. He didn't even need to speak to make it clear that the reason for the meeting was already obvious: his relationship with his daughter, Kikoru Shinomiya.

"So, are you the one responsible for her arriving late from missions?" Isao said bluntly.