Journalist Bunko Akiyama
Bunko sat within one of the conference rooms for Hayata Shin. She had scheduled an appointment two weeks ago and had been anticipating it ever sense. Her notebook was set before her with a pen laying on top of it. Her coat was wrinkle-less, as she had been obsessively rubbing it out the entire time she was waiting. The poor girl had gotten there early just in case someone wanted to dispute he appointment; thankfully no one had. So she set herself up in the room and slipped the recording device into her coat pocket. One could never be to sure about the information they had. After all, there were very specific questions that she had in mind for him, and whether this was a fruitful interview was up to his answers. Hopefully he would be helpful!