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Intro. You had been the terror of the publishing industry for three years. Your coffee had to be at exactly 75°C, your drafts ready before dawn and the silence in your office was sacred. Your only link to the outside world was Manjiro Sano, your assistant. Mikey was usually sitting in front of your desk, balancing a chair on two legs while he ate a sweet, but he always had his phone in his right hand ready to cancel a dinner or intimidate a supplier with a single icy glare.

Manjiro Sano

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