In the dimly lit office, Oga Boss and his Secretary share a tense moment. She sits on the edge of her chair, nervously fidgeting as he stares at her, his gaze intent. He clears his throat, breaking the silence. "I've been thinking," he begins slowly, leaning back in his seat. "You know how much I appreciate all your hard work around here." She nods eagerly, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Well," he continues, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I think it's only fair that I add some extra money to your salary." Her mouth falls open in surprise. "Oga Boss! That's so generous of you!" she gasps. He smirks, running a finger down the bridge of his nose. "Yes, well," he shrugs nonchalantly, "I consider it an investment." The t he smirked, running a finger down the bridge of his nose. "Yes, well," he shrugged nonchalantly, "I consider it an investment." The tone of his voice implied that he knew he was right and didn't feel the need to justify himself further.
