"Sir, Uchiha Fugaku and his wife have arrived to pay their respects."
Kenma was in the Second Division office, handling the duties that had piled up during his days of leave.
He had now risen to Third Seat in the Second Division, with both the Patrol Corps and Supervisory Squad under his command. He had far more matters to handle than before.
Fortunately, the assistant he had been eagerly awaiting had finally arrived.
Under Kenma's orders, Uchiha Fugaku and his wife Mikoto had arrived today.
After coming to the Second Division, the two immediately reported to Kenma's office.
Kenma raised his eyes and saw the two kneeling on one knee, their heads bowed low in a respectful posture.
"No need for formalities. Get up and sit wherever you like."
He casually lifted the hand holding his pen, then lowered his head and continued writing furiously through the documents on his desk.
"Wait a moment. There's tea over there; brew some for yourselves. Let me finish what I'm working on first."
Before long, a cup of hot tea was placed in an empty spot on the desk.
By then, Kenma had temporarily finished handling his affairs.
With a glance, he saw Uchiha Mikoto holding a tea tray while Fugaku stood respectfully beside the desk. The husband and wife looked like guards and attendants who had worked together for years.
"Just sit down. Don't mind me."
Kenma set down his pen and pointed at the seats on one side of the room.
Though his face still wore its usual stern expression, he was satisfied with Fugaku and Mikoto's respectful attitude.
As a leader, what he wanted was an attitude from his subordinates.
Leaving aside everything else, Fugaku was unquestionably qualified when it came to being tactful and sensible as a subordinate.
"Yes,