Hall—Inverted Pyramid
The words were directed at Naomi, but his gaze remained fixed on Tangze.
Perhaps because this man had been far too eager to help earlier, Binga could not help raising his guard when he noticed the faintly amused expression on Tangze's face.
Having worked under the identity of Grace for many years and having been deeply involved in this project since its founding, he was extremely cautious in his actions.
Under his deliberate control, Grace had always maintained neither too high nor too low a presence within the group.
Reinhardt had a strong personality, was full of little schemes, and easily got into arguments with others. Naomi was an academic-type developer raised in an ivory tower, always disregarding development costs and proposing countless technical revisions.
Makino Yosuke always played the mediator, while Ed, though he did not get involved in the whirlpool of interpersonal relationships, was far too obviously detached, completely out of place with the team from beginning to end.
Only Grace had a moderate presence. Everyone acknowledged her technical skills, but whenever any dispute arose, no one thought of her first.
Binga considered his own fine control impeccable. A stranger should not have noticed him so quickly.
"Actually, I don't really understand either..." Naomi awkwardly glanced at Tangze twice and lowered her voice. "But someone Director Makino trusts should be fine, right?"
Her words were roundabout, but plainly put, Makino Yosuke, sitting in that position, was more cautious than anyone. He was unlikely to risk a leak by casually letting unrelated people in.
Thinking back to the meaningful looks Makino Yosuke had exchanged with the two Japanese police officers when he came to pick them up, Naomi felt that these two kids, including that elementary schooler, probably had unusual identities.
How should she put it? It