Shovels In Spades

"We've arrived," the employee said. Not a beat later, the elevator's door opened, revealing a single hallway with a door at the end of it.

Seeing that the woman was just standing there like a statue now with her hands clasped at her waist and her head bowed politely, Daz pushed Rose out of the elevator.

Just before the two of them reached the door down the corridor, Rose said, "Let me do all of the talking. If I get flustered or cornered, step in and work your awkward charms, 'kay? Entertain yourself by identifying them or checking their Secret Override secret. I dunno, just look tough."

Daz leaned over and kissed the girl's head. "Sure. Have fun. You're smart, yeah, but I'm interested to see if you actually know how to talk without using any sass or sarcasm."

Rose just snorted. Daz reached out over the top of her head to open the door, a few seconds later, they were in what was presumably the office of the man whom they had come to meet.

Within the room could be seen some mounted katana as well as a handful of full samurai outfits, some black leather seats, a table, and, of course, two Japanese men. One was wearing a full black suit while the other was wearing his admiral uniform. Beyond that, the only other thing of note was the walls.

Half of the room was made of glass and you could see the bright city of Tokyo from almost every angle. Honestly, it was quite the view.

"Ah, Daz-gaikoku-no-ō. It's a pleasure to meet you. I've heard so much about you," the suited-man who could have only been Nishikawa Shinichi said as he stepped forward and offered his hand to Daz.

"Nice to meet you too," Daz replied before shaking Shinichi's hand. He noticed that the tip of the man's left little finger had been cut clean off and the wound seemed very old, so Daz guessed he'd had received it decades ago. He gestured to Rose with his free hand and said, "This is my little sister and she'll be handling any negotiations today."

A brief frown covered the Japanese middle-aged man's expression, but he soon wiped it away and beamed a smile. "That's fine. And your name would be...?"

"Rose," she simply replied.

Admiral Fudo frowned. "No family name?"

Rose shrugged. "Why does that matter? We're here to talk about the Overgiant's corpse, right?"

Both Nishikawa Shinichi and Admiral Fudo flinched at that. "Indeed, we are," the former answered before he walked around the room and took a seat behind the central desk. "Please, make yourselves comfortable. Is there anything we can get you both? Drinks? Snacks?"

Rose shook her head. "We're fine."

Daz found a seat while Rose rolled next to him. 'That's one bullet dodged. I'd rather fewer people knew that we're Dad's kids. It'll be helpful in Italy and maybe Europe pretty soon, but so far East? The people in power here only hate him for stealing an entire attack's worth of rewards from them.'

"Is that so?" Shinichi said in a relaxed manner. "Well, I have yet to introduce myself, now haven't I? I'm Nishikawa Shinichi, Emperor of Japan. Please, call me Emperor Nishikawa."

'I wonder how many people he's killed to get that title?' Daz wondered.

"So you're one of the four emperors of Earth along with Davido Hamilio and Xiao Meimei?" Rose asked.

"So it would seem, Ojou-chan," the emperor of Japan replied. "I must say, your Japanese is incredible. You almost sound like a native."

Rose shrugged uncaringly. "It's a beautiful language, so it only makes sense to learn it and respect it when conversing with the leader of its people."

Almost immediately after that light round of ice-breaking, Rose began talking to Emperor Nishikawa and Admiral Fudo in regards to the Overgiant's corpse without explicitly stating that they only owned its head, so Daz decided to do some snooping.

He'd already completely investigated Admiral Fudo during their previous meeting, so this time, he decided to check out who Nishikawa Shinichi really was and how the man's power stacked up against his own.

First, he pulled up the man's status.