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The sounds of the busy streets of Tokyo can be heard from the thirty-story building

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The sounds of the busy streets of Tokyo can be heard from the thirty-story building. On the 30th floor, where the boss and owner of the building stays, a man dressed in a purple suit with purple and black hair sits on the desk while smoking his cigarette.

He was looking out the city view at night when the ringing of the phone filled the silent area. It was a call from a receptionist on the first floor.

"Haitani-san, a woman named L/n Y/n wanted to have a word with you. What should we do sir?" They said

L/n Yn? Who's that again? Was she the one that he played with last week?

The name was familiar but he eventually gave up trying to recall the girl. Since his work is done, he wasn't doing anything aside from sightseeing in his office with cigarettes and alcohol.

"Let her in." He said.

After a few moments of waiting, a knock on the door interrupted the silence.

"Come in." He said and the doorknob slowly turned. As the door opened, it revealed a woman wearing modest clothes and a sling bag on her shoulder.

Then it clicked in his mind, he remembers her. She was the woman he met back in his recent mission.

She was just a simple baker and he honestly liked her pastries. She got looks despite not styling up so she caught his eye.

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