Tokyo, 1991: Starting as a bank clerk.

"I'll give it a try."

Behind a pillar in the distance.

Kenta Sasaki watched as Mizuna Yayoi diligently took notes, and then watched Yaya Kiryu calmly eat the bento she had made. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Arima."

"Ah."

"I want to challenge him."

"I already did the challenge this morning."

"That doesn't count."

"You lost."

"It doesn't count for me to say that."

Arima Kishou took a sip of miso soup and said calmly:

"So what are you planning to challenge yourself with?"

Kenta Sasaki thought about it for a long time.

Then he said seriously:

"Who understands Yayoi-san's heart better?"

Arima Kishou put down his soup bowl.

"Then you've already lost."

"why?"

"Because you still don't even know what she likes to eat."

Kenta Sasaki fell completely silent.

Arima Kishou added:

"And Kiryu Yaya at least knows that she cooks very well."

Kenta Sasaki covered his face.

"Stop talking."

"That's true."

"Please stop talking."

Arima Kishou looked at him and sighed, a rare occurrence for him.

"Let's eat first."

"The curry is really cold."

……

After lunch break, Kiryu Yaya returned to the financing review department on the third floor.

He had just sat down when Chihaya Yuri handed him a document from the side.

"Kiryu-kun."

"Yes."

"Is the new employee training program over?"

"ended."

"I heard you've become famous at the training conference again."

Kiryu Yaya was silent for a second.

"It's just normal training."

Chihaya Yuri raised her eyes and glanced at him.

“Normal training wouldn’t prompt the General Affairs Department’s Director Todo to call specifically to say that the new recruit in the Financing Review Section is quite good.”

Kiryu Yaya was somewhat surprised.

"Mr. Fujido?"

"Ah."

Chihaya Yuri placed the document on his desk.

"So, you're a very good newcomer. Please finish this post-loan inspection plan by 3 PM."

"..."

Kiryu Yaya looked down at the documents.

A thick stack.

He suddenly realized that fame was indeed not a good thing.

People are afraid of famous pigs.

The ancients never lied to me.

2:30 p.m.

The financing review department was bustling with activity.

The sounds of telephone ringing, paper turning, and printer printing mingled together.

Kiryu Yaya is compiling key points for post-loan tracking of Shiraishi Refrigeration Equipment over the next three months.

Just then, the door to the section chief's office was pushed open.

Masakazu Yamada came out from inside, holding a note in his hand.

His gaze swept across the office, finally settling on Kiryu Yaya.

"Kiryu."

"Yes."

Kiryu Yaya stood up.

Masakazu Yamada said:

"Come with me to the fifth floor."

Kiryu Yaya's heart stirred slightly.

"Is the branch manager looking for me?"

Masakazu Yamada glanced at him.

"Ah."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chihaya Yuri raised her head.

The staff in the financing review department paused slightly.

VIP room.

It's the VIP room again.

The last time Kiryu Yaya was taken to the VIP room was the beginning of the Shiraishi Refrigerator 500 million yen case.

What will it be this time?

Can't you just shut up for a second?

Kiryu Yaya closed the document and picked up his notebook and pen.

"clear."

Masakazu Yamada turned and walked out.

Kiryu Yaya followed behind him.

In the corridor, Yamada Masakazu slowed his pace and lowered his voice, saying:

"The Miyazawa family has arrived."

Chapter 41 Miyazawahara

Thick carpets, ukiyo-e prints, and a faint scent of sandalwood.

The VIP area on the fifth floor remained as quiet as another world.

Yamada Masakazu led Kiryu Yaya to the door of the first VIP room.

Faint voices could be heard coming from inside the door.

Masakazu Yamada straightened his tie and knocked gently on the door.

"Please come in."

The voice of the branch manager of Matsumoto came from inside.