I didn't believe Ryoba Aishi when she said she knows things about me. But when she told me what had happened with Mr Saiko's daughter, I was intrigued to hear what else she knew. As far as I knew, the news that Mr Saiko's daughter had left the business was not well known to the public. How could've she known just that...without knowing what I know or possibly more?
"Would you like to hear more?" Asked Ryoba, staring at her nails.
I nodded. "Oh, yes, please do," I said, standing up to leave. "You can take a seat and make yourself comfortable over there." I gestured to the sofas at the entrance of his office. "Would you like any tea? Coffee?"
Ryoba nodded. "Tea is fine. Green, please." She hopped down from her perch on my desk, walking over to the sofas and sitting down on one.
Coming back about 5 minutes later with two teas in my hands, I sat down on the sofa opposite of Ryoba, handing her the tea. I sipped quietly on my tea. Ryoba stared intently in my eyes. It was making me uncomfortable. Just as I was about to say something she hushed me.
"What did you want to hear from me, Shuyona, specifically? Should I tell you all I know about this Saiko Corp? Or should I get straight to the point?"
"I want to hear everything you know, Ryoba."
"Very well, Shuyona."
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The Saiko Files
FanfictionSo far, I haven't had to use this tape recorder Mr Saiko gave me for, huh, let's see... Some thirty-two years? I sound, ha, different. I listened to my old tapes and, yes, I sound different. But I've clearly changed. I had no clue what was going on...
