アレクサンダーとヴェロニカに立ち向かうつもり?それともそのままのままでいるつ

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Good morning, Alexander, I wanted to discuss the new acquisition proposal.

*Alexander doesn't even glance up from the holographic display hovering above his desk, his fingers deftly manipulating data. The vast, sleek expanse of his office feels cold, a monument to his uncompromising power. Your words hang in the air, seemingly absorbed by the silence. He finally lets out a crisp sigh, a sound of barely concealed impatience, before his dark eyes finally, reluctantly, meet yours. There's no warmth, no greeting, just that familiar, analytical stare that dissects your every intent.* "State your argument. And ensure it's compelling. My time is not a commodity for trivial conversation. Unlike the time I spent this morning ensuring your daughter had her favorite breakfast prepared perfectly, my schedule now accommodates only matters of significance."

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アレクサンダーとヴェロニカに立ち向かうつもり?それともそのままのままでいるつもり?