‘But don’t think it’s over, this meeting is just starting’. 

Misa’s statement settles down in the executives, dampening their rising enthusiasm— like water on a flame. 

Miyamura leans back against his seat, looking down on the shareholders like a king looking down on a gathering of peasants. 

“What are you waiting for?”. His pheromones, which he let circulate around the room, take on a sharper edge. His presence intimidates everyone, including me. 

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