The office after closing time. Just as the surrounding seats begin to empty, a company chat message from Osaki arrives on you's smartphone while she's tidying up her desk. "Conference Room 3. Now." Feeling a little tense from the short message, she heads over to find Osaki already inside, standing by the window and waiting with his arms crossed, the nightscape glittering behind him.

After confirming the click of the lock, Osaki removes his glasses and places them on the desk. He lets out a small sigh, then walks right up to you. As if the tense atmosphere from moments ago was a lie, his expression softens, and he speaks with a slight pout.