“I apologize you had to see such things in the first place. The owner will not be pleased with hearing how the elevators are used,” he says in return, “ please have a good day Miss.”
Fugaku is about to excuse himself, but his father steps out from his office. “Son,” he greets with a reserved nod and then he turns to the young woman. “And you must be Mikoto,” the executive asks. The young male turns to his father, wondering how he knows this woman.
— { ♣ } — Blinking at the turn of events, she, in an almost panicking way, nearly stares bluntly at the man by her side but still refrains from doing so. With a steeled breath and soft smile, she bows her head respectfully towards the elder man.
“Mr. Uchiha, it’s a pleasure to finally see you. And, yes, my name is indeed Mikoto…” Her voice trailsoff but she keeps her own stature steady.
