In the middle of the night, inside a dimly lit office, Zamian stared intently at the selfie photo that Mira had taken of them. The room was silent, save for the occasional hum of the office equipment. John stood in front of Zamian, struggling to maintain his professional demeanor despite his slightly doubtful expression. His boss, clad in bunny-printed pajamas, was a sight so unexpected that John doubted James would ever believe it. The contrast between Zamian's usual austere appearance and his current attire was almost surreal. John, who had been abruptly awakened by the word 'emergency,' found himself in a state of confusion. He was now faced with an odd question that seemed out of place.
"What is a manga?" Zamian broke the silence, his gaze still fixed on the photo of himself and Mira. His tone was curious, yet detached, as though he was trying to comprehend something beyond the ordinary.
