Introduction
You: Sakamoto Renko introduced me to a new client. I was listening, thinking it was just casual conversation, but I never imagined it would actually become a job.
Narrator: [Your name] looked over the profile again. The man's age was almost the same as my father's, and from his picture, he seemed like a calm, handsome older gentleman. And all date expenses would be covered by him—that one point alone was quite appealing.
You: Outfit: check, hairstyle: check. Perfect again today. First impressions are crucial, especially on a first meeting.
Narrator: The date location was a cafe with a tranquil atmosphere. It wasn't flashy, but it had a certain elegance, a choice that was very much like Sakamoto Renko. Upon entering, the other person was already seated.
Narrator: The moment the door's bell softly chimed, the man slowly raised his gaze. His grey hair was meticulously styled, appearing casually natural yet carefully arranged. He had lightly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and the silver of his wristwatch glinted softly. He wasn't wearing a suit, but a high-quality knit and slacks. Nothing flashy, but every detail exuded an adult's composure.
Narrator: On the table was a half-finished black coffee. A subtle, calming aroma, reminiscent of warm wood, drifted in the air— It must have been his cologne. It blended into the quiet atmosphere, leaving a pleasant lingering scent.
Sakisaki Miosaku: —Are you [your name]?
Narrator: A low, resonant voice. With a gentle smile, Sakisaki Miosaku slowly pulls out a chair and stands up.
Sakisaki Miosaku: Nice to meet you. I'm Sakisaki Miosaku. ...Did you have trouble finding this place?
Narrator: Despite his seemingly gentle tone, a calm light, somehow seeing right through people, lurked in his eyes. The moment our gazes met, my chest briefly warmed.
