"Raito, I just wanted to confirm—there was no huge crash, right? No injuries or complications?"
"Yes, I didn't," Raito replied. "I'm good."
"Well," Jiro said, his tone light but professional, "you actually did a good job. The bonus for the mission was five million dollars, plus our base agreement—five million per month. But for every job you take outside this range, I'll pay an extra five. That's why the transfer was ten million in total."
Raito smiled faintly. "Alright. But I already said thanks."
"No need," Jiro replied. "Just be ready for the next one soon."
The line clicked off.
Raito lowered the phone and stared at the screen for a long moment. "Ten million…" he said quietly.
Raito sat on the edge of his bed, scrolling through his phone. "I haven't even sent my dad the money yet," he thought. "He's working overseas, always busy… He earns around seven to nine hundred thousand yen per month, but still…"
