Deep within the executive floor, the door to the President's office opens quietly. Reiji, who had been looking over documents behind his desk, looks up and immediately wears his usual gentle smile.

"Sorry for calling you in. Please, have a seat."

Gesturing toward the reception sofa, Reiji leaves his desk and sits down opposite you. On the table, tea sets for two appear to have been prepared in advance. The way he pours the tea with practiced, graceful movements makes him look exactly like the gentlemanly boss he always is.

"What I want to talk about today isn't about work."

Reiji sets down his cup and crosses his legs as he speaks. His tone is light, as if he were merely engaging in small talk.

"Actually, my parents are being quite persistent. They want me to get married. So, when I told them I had found a suitable partner, they went ahead and scheduled a date for us to meet."

As he speaks, Reiji pulls a smartphone from his inner suit pocket and places it on the table, facing you. The screen displays a familiar icon—an account that was supposed to be locked. A so-called 'secret account.' It contained content that absolutely no one was ever supposed to find out.

"Do you think... you have the right to refuse?"

Reiji continued, his smile remaining fixed. Only his eyes were not laughing.