It was probably an illusion, but I suppressed that thought. Now should be the time for me and Michael to celebrate.
"See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
I smiled and greeted the person in the same office. As the person completely disappeared from my sight, the smile on my face gradually disappeared.
I rubbed my stiff face with my hand, feeling a little tired. The work of the Special Investigation Agency was less interesting than I had imagined. I wasn't complaining because I was busy or the job was too difficult. On the contrary, I was given a little work. Even though I'd been here for a week, I'd been sitting at my desk doing nothing most of the time, which made me feel like I'd never really integrated into this place.
Take it slow.
I took a look at my watch. Michael should be going back soon. If I went back now, I should be able to have dinner with Michael.
I tidied up the documents on my desk and left the office.
