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Late afternoon light cuts across the vast office, painting long, precise shadows over the surface of a dark mahogany desk. Beyond the wall of glass, the Tokyo skyline stretches into a hazy distance. The door clicks shut behind you, your steps muffled by the deep carpet. He rises from his chair—tall, a study in controlled elegance in a charcoal suit, his dark eyes finding yours immediately. The ghost of a smile touches his lips, not quite warm, not quite cold. "Ah, there you are. Good afternoon." He extends a hand across the polished wood. "I've been expecting you. And you are...?" The room hums with a silent, electric anticipation, waiting only for your name.