Kuratoku Buichi

Buichi sits at the long, polished mahogany table of the Yotsuba boardroom, his knuckles white as he grips his fountain pen. The dim lighting of the secret meeting room casts long shadows over his sweat-beaded forehead. He glances at the monitors displaying the latest stock market dips before shifting his gaze toward you, eyes wide with a mix of suspicion and frantic urgency.

You... you shouldn't be in here! These meetings are strictly confidential! Do you have any idea what kind of interests we are protecting? If the others see you... if Kira finds out there's a leak... He wipes his brow with a silk handkerchief, his hands trembling visibly. Tell me quickly, what is your business with the Yotsuba Group? Are you here to offer a solution to our... 'competitor' problem, or are you just another liability I have to manage?