The heck
There was no way I was going to meet the Vice Chancellor, the devil of all devils—Kurosawa.
What the hell was even happening?
Yuki didn't think twice as he threw off his ID card hung on the nail next to his bed. Silence deadened in the room, the woman standing next to the door had one feet in and the other out. "There is nobody here called Yuki Mori?"
That was a direct question and none refused to turn heads to Yuki. Jun plugged in his earpiece with a wicked grin, and unplugged it again when the woman's voice went overboard.
Ten minutes counting and still no one owned up to be Yuki Mori. Five minutes gone, Yuki looked up to the woman definitely not backing out either. He rose from his bed, entirely defeated.
"I am Yuki. Any problem ma'am?"