Hana stopped smiling to drink her coffee, and Takao couldn't help but wonder what she had meant by that.
'It won't happen again, unless I wasn't strong enough.'
It was a strange way of putting it, and when he turned a questioning look to Mari, the older woman shrugged to silently communicate that she didn't know what Hana had meant by that either. If Hasami Mari couldn't decipher the young woman's words, it was useless to ask anything of Yamamoto Yuuto.
Takao had observed the employees in his department and knew that this guy was totally ignorant about matters that were outside his professional expertise. Sure, he was very good at his job; but he was even more closed to what was going on around him.
