The weekend sun cast a warm glow over the city as Ichiro made his way to Akihiko's apartment. Upon entering Akihiko's apartment, Ichiro noticed the usually tidy space was filled with the low hum of electronic devices. Akihiko sat in front of a massive screen, fingers dancing over the keyboard, and an earpiece securely nestled in his ear. Various screens displayed complex graphs and charts, and Akihiko was engrossed in a conversation through the earpiece.
Ichiro hesitated, standing at the doorway, unsure if this was the right time to interrupt. "Is this a bad time?" he asked, already considering stepping back out.
Akihiko, without taking his eyes off the screen, waved Ichiro in, signaling for him to take a seat. "Nah, it's fine. Just give me a moment," Akihiko replied, still immersed in the intense multitasking.
