Disappear

Hiroshi sat behind a desk crowded with reports, production notes, and design maps for the development of new factories. His face showed exhaustion, but there was a subtle satisfaction there—a sign that he was beginning to get accustomed to the complexities of managing such operations. Though Hiroshi had once been just an ordinary high school student, here he had taken on a much larger role: overseeing industrial management with modern standards.

As Hiroshi busied himself with the scattered notes on his desk, Johan appeared at the door, wearing a slight smile. In his hand, he held two bottles of cold cola—a small luxury he had managed to obtain from the System Shop. Seeing his friend so deeply focused on his work, Johan felt he had arrived at just the right moment.

"Heh, you're really working hard, Hiroshi," Johan said as he stepped closer, extending one of the cola bottles to Hiroshi.