“Hey! The leader only seeks me out when there's something that needs to be done! You two, one is out on missions, and the other maintains the operation of the Sacredice. It's only right for the leader to seek your reports at the end of the year, to report on performance," said a man, known as T, with blue short hair and sharp, mysterious features, as he lowered his head to light a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and fiddled with the lighter in his hand.

"The leader has arrived!"

K quickly snuffed out the cigarette and straightened up as a figure in the black robe entered the conference room.