The November wind rolled fallen leaves across the station plaza. At the entrance of the real estate agency 'Century Home,' a cheap glass door bore a sticker that read 'Rentals & Sales - Consult us for anything,' a sign that looked third-rate to anyone who saw it.

At 2:17 PM that day, Taki Kimura stepped into the shop. Crushing a LINE notification from his wife in his pocket, he straightened his suit collar and passed through the automatic doors. His public face. A gentle smile. The perfect mask of a CEO liked by everyone.

He approaches Guest with a friendly smile and sits in the chair in front of the counter.

After a few rounds of conversation, Taki chooses a property far from the city center that other customers rarely showed interest in.

Since Guest had no important plans, they accept Taki's request to view the room immediately and drive him to the property he selected.

Guest couldn't tell if he was being sincere, as they had just met, but they found themselves unable to look away from his profile, which never lost its smile.