Several days later.
Harusawa Corporation.
Inside the corner office on the top floor, the heavy atmosphere matched the overcast sky outside the window.
Satoshi sat stiffly behind his sleek black desk. The blinds were half-drawn. Papers were neatly stacked.
But his expression was anything but calm.
Across from him sat his private lawyer, suit immaculate, leather briefcase open at his side.
The man placed a single sheet of paper on the desk. A pen beside it.
"All documents are prepared."
Satoshi didn't move.
The lawyer continued, voice neutral but professional.
"I met with her legal representative yesterday. Everything's been reviewed. Signed on her side."
Satoshi slowly reached for the pen.
"She's… not requesting anything?" His voice was low, unreadable.
The lawyer shook his head.
"Nothing. No assets. No compensation. No holdings under your name. She declined everything."
Satoshi leaned back in his chair.
"She really walked away with nothing, huh…"
