Kuraso's expression still hadn't recovered. She lowered her head as if avoiding the issue and opened the bag that had been handed to her.
Just as Irish had said, it was an exceptionally complete set of identification documents.
Her name was Sonia, full name Sonia Ivanovna Bluschtein, a Russian national. Her parents had died in an accident, and she had been raised by a welfare institution. She had not attended university, but she held a secondary school diploma. Her reason for coming to Japan was that she had been unable to find suitable work at home, then had been discovered by a talent scout and come here to work as a model and entertainer.
Her employment certificate listed her Japanese name—or rather, her stage name—as Kuri Saki.
As Kuraso flipped through the documents, her mood gradually settled. By the time she reached the end, there was even a sour ache in her heart that she could not tell whether it was gratitude.
The difficulty of creating such a set of identification documents was undoubtedly immense.
Even an organization with countless resources at its disposal could not claim it could obtain any identity it wanted. The Akechi Goro identity Kumeru was currently using had been fabricated through the comparatively lax household registration system over there, along with money.
Being able to produce documents that so perfectly suited her identity and needs not only demonstrated Kumeru's connections, capabilities, and meticulous style—it also guaranteed his "sincerity."
This was treatment Kuraso had never received in over a decade with the organization, not even after becoming a code-named member.
"That's incredible." Kuraso stuffed the documents back into the bag and sighed. "He has connections of this level even in Eastern Europe?"
Irish, who had examined the documents before her, shrugged. His tone was less calm