As Haruki stepped out of the building, he noticed a black sedan parked at the side near the staff lot.
A man in a gray suit stepped out from the driver's side and approached him with a polite bow.
"Mr. Nakagawa?"
Haruki turned. "Hmm? Yes?"
The man straightened.
"Mr. Yamashita asked me to deliver this vehicle to you."
Haruki blinked. "Deliver…? I didn't request any car. And I never mentioned anything to him."
The man gave a small smile, calm and professional.
"Still, he called me directly this morning. Told me to hand over the keys. It's officially a company car. You're free to use it as you like."
He held out a sleek, black key fob—polished, modern, top-class.
"…I see."
He glanced down at the key fob in his hand.
Then turned his eyes to the car—
A new-generation hybrid coupe, dark blue, metallic sheen under the late morning sun.
Sleek lines. Tinted windows.
Premium tires.
Way above standard company issue.
