"Naruse-san. You have a visitor."
Naruse's gaze flickered up once from his papers. "Send him in."
His secretary bowed stiffly -- still nervous, like a startled sparrow -- and hurriedly ushered a small man in, before shutting the heavy door behind her.
Silence, save for the quiet ticks of the clock on the wall.
Naruse perused the last page of his
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