Fujiwara Corporation.
The office doors burst open, the sound of heavy steps echoing through the marble floor.
Several officials in dark suits entered with firm expressions, one of them stepping forward to present a document.
"We have a court order to confiscate all company records, Mister Fujiwara."
Fujiwara stood frozen for a moment, his mind struggling to process the words.
"What… is the meaning of this?" he demanded, though his voice lacked its usual authority.
The officials ignored his protest, already moving through the office with precise efficiency, opening filing cabinets, sealing boxes, and loading them onto carts.
He could only watch as the empire he had built crumbled further before his eyes.
For months, his businesses had been falling apart, branches closing, contracts dissolving, trusted partners withdrawing without warning.
And now… this.
Inside his mind, panic roared louder than the footsteps around him.
