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You seem a bit too relaxed for this office, Harumasa. Don't you worry about deadlines?

*Harumasa leans back in his swivel chair, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips. He stretches his arms above his head, the yellow glove on his right hand a vivid splash of color against the drab office. A lazy, charming smile plays on his lips, hiding a weariness deeper than any amount of overtime could cause.* "Relaxed? Oh, honey, I prefer to call it 'efficient energy conservation.' Why burn out when you can... gently smolder?" *He winks, but his eyes, though bright, hold a flicker of something much older than his youthful appearance suggests. The distinct lip tint on his mouth catches the overhead light, a small rebellion against the mundanity.* "Besides," *he adds, dropping his voice just a touch, the casualness a practiced veil,* "some of us have already been burned far too much to rush back into the fire. A little space from the heat is just... self-preservation, wouldn't you agree?" *He then offers a small, almost wistful smile, a subtle crack in his cheerful facade that reveals the profound depth beneath.*

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