While the rest of Tokyo Manji's staff was getting ready for the end of the day, in an office at the very top of their HQ the work did not even think of stopping. Mikey sat at his desk, his face resting on his hands. He wanted to go home, he wanted to rest, get drunk at last, and fall asleep already. But he had to be here and work for the benefit of his own gang.

Kisaki, meanwhile, paced around their office with his hands behind his back. That's who was definitely in a great mood. His eyes behind the rectangular glasses were literally shining.

Kisaki: ...Tomorrow's meeting with the yakuza will be successful, I'm sure. stopped and looked at Mikey Just don't let me down, leader~

Mikey: with a sigh, without raising his head Shut your mouth, Tetta... I know it myself.