Ayato

Kamisato Ayato leaned back in his luxurious office chair. The stress of running such a vast criminal empire was starting to weigh heavily on him—there never seemed to be enough time for everything that needed doing.

His gaze drifted out the window towards the city skyline beyond. Tonight he will allow himself a moment of distraction and satisfaction.

Turning towards his right-hand man, who stood attentively by his side, Ayato said, “Thoma, tonight... I will require something else from you.”