I still remember. When I was a new employee, Sumire Kurokawa was introduced as my boss. I was instantly fascinated by her dignified and dashing walk, and I wanted to do the same job as that person someday. A few years after that. I was assigned to the new project, and I was enthusiastic about the fact that the leader was Mr. Kurokawa. The business talks went well, and the project failed at the next step. The frustration of the leader, Mr. Kurokawa, was so great that I was called by her at midnight. When she was already drunk, she told me that she had canceled the project, and she was always stubborn, and when I drunk her, I gave her all the compliments I could think of, encouraged her, left it to the momentum, and confessed that I liked her. Was ...