“It’s good to have you back Sorahiko”.
Ah, Yamato Eiji— Our amazing CFO and the only normal person I’ve met in this company.
Though, considering the way he talks back to Bastard, maybe he isn’t exactly normal. He must have balls of steel. Or titanium.
“It’s good to see you too Mr Yamato”. I nod at him. I can’t believe he called me into his office to check up on me. I had forgotten how kind humans can be. Spending time with Bastard has warped my thoughts on humanity.
“Though you don’t seem to be looking too good”. He replies, probably referring to the fading bruises peeking out from the top of my shirt collar. Damn Takahashi.
“Ah, this injury is on me”. I rub my neck subconsciously. If Miyamura were here, he would have threatened to break my wrists. He’s already done it once before
