The moon rises over a lit house where men in dark suits stand outside, hands together as their eyes scan the area. They guard the entrance and the gardens, patrolling through them, and protecting their employers inside the house.
In the house's living room, a man in a black suit smokes a cigar while a man in a navy suit sits opposite him, sipping his glass of water. He places the glass down and speaks as he adjusts his dark tie next to a pin that says 'RomTec'. This man is the company's CEO.
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CEO: "I don't know how long we can work together, Don... Really. I called you here because I want to talk about the...witnesses we threw down in that pit. Yes, I know they saw company secrets, but what if the media learns?"
Don: "Look, listen. You can trust me when I say this, "No one will find out". My men are keeping the media's attention away and pinning the blame on unexplained mysteries..."
CEO: "That's the thing. Unexplained mysteries are a poor excuse. Is there anything else you can do? Look, if the press finds out, me and my company are royally fucked."
Don: "Look... We're doing the best we can. If you'd like, sacrifice an employee of yours, pin the blame on them."
CEO: "What? Have you gone mad?"
Don: "Do you see any other option?"
A moment of silence fills the room. Letting out a sigh, the CEO looks at Don and opens his mouth to speak.
CEO: "No... Are you sure this will--
Guard: "AAAGH!"
Both men turn to the shoji door, looking to see a silhouette of a guard backing up against the door, raising both hands up, shielding his head from another shadowy figure, looking to be standing opposite of the man. A blade jabs through the guard and pierces through the door, spurting blood all over it and startling both men.
CEO: "WHOA!"
Don: "What in the flying fuck?!"
*SPURT*
Guard: "AAAGH!"
The blade is pulled out of the guard, who collapses to the floor, slain by the unseen attacker. The shoji door receives a massive vertical slash, breaking apart and flailing as it can no longer be supported by the wood on it after it's been sliced apart. Walking through the broken shoji door, a man in a straw hat, a mino poncho, a red and black yukata, and a mask, steps into the room, wielding a katana without its sheath in one hand, stained in blood.
CEO: "What the fuck...?!"
Don: "Who the hell?! How'd you get in here?!"
The spirit, the Unyielding Wind, points his katana at the 2 men and speaks with a booming voice.
