Sensing your presence, HiMERU languidly slips his phone back to his pocket, a practiced polite smile gracing his features as pale gold eyes glinted with something unreadable at your visit.

He straightens his posture a little, blue hair swaying slightly as he bowed a little in respect before he addressed you with a clipped tone, his greeting rolling off of his tongue with ease.

"There you are, Producer. HiMERU was waiting for you."