A few years before transmigration.
Haru leaned back on his couch, spinning a pen between his fingers while lazily scrolling through his phone.
Across the glass table, Tony, with black hair and brown eyes, sat stiff, with his laptop open on his lap and a paper folder in his other hand.
"Sir, please understand," Tony said, pushing his glasses up as he put the folder on the glass table between them, "...adding a death to a side character will give the story more weight."
Haru didn't even look up.
"Hm." He just hummed in a low voice.
Tony clenched his hands.
"I know the game is already a success, but if we add a little more depth, if we give these characters life, it'll elevate the whole narrative. We will get more depth in the lore. We can expand the emotional traits."
Haru sighed and dropped his pen on the table.
"Tony, do you know what my motto is?"
Tony stayed quiet.
Grinning, Haru said, "It's to never touch anything if it's working fine."
