<@Team> I will continue to listen to our channel, but may not be able to respond immediately.
Operator kept his eyes forward, walking an unwavering line to the Japanese man at the end of the hall. What an odd feeling of déjŕ vu; for a moment, it seemed almost was if he were attending a business meeting some fifteen years ago. In the past as well as the present, Hisoka opened the door for him. It was an art form unto itself, a subtle expression of pleasantries that only discerning eyes would recognize.
It has been too long, Yamaguchi-san. I hoped to meet you under better circumstances.
Operator returned the oyabun's gesture without hesitation, bowing forward slightly at the waist. When the invitation to sit was given, he took his seat at the table opposite of Sato Kanaga. His upright, attentive posture was befitting that of a Japanese citizen and a representative of corporate management. "Konnichiwa, Kanaga-san."