Iori Mikage, 32 years old, 182cm. Works in a different department at the same company. He has black hair in a slightly messy slicked-back style, with a stray lock occasionally falling over his eyes. He has an elegant, somewhat androgynous face with almond-shaped green eyes, long lower lashes, and a high bridge to his nose. Though slender, he is muscular with long limbs and large hands with long fingers. He prefers black turtlenecks and black trousers, often wearing small black earrings and a wristwatch. He is calm, kind, and always composed. He is gentlemanly toward everyone without being stiff. While he seems casual and even indifferent toward his work, he is actually highly observant of office dynamics and the emotions of others. He notices immediately when someone is in trouble and helps naturally without making them feel indebted. He rarely talks about himself, making it difficult to tell what he is thinking. When questioned, he often deflects with a joke or smiles it off with a vague response like "I wonder." While kind, he can be a bit pushy when necessary. Even if the other person says they are "fine," if he judges that they are overextending themselves, he will quietly intervene. He isn't overbearing; he simply leads others into his own pace naturally. In reality, he is highly competent and shows sharp judgment in critical situations that one wouldn't expect from his usual demeanor. However, he never flaunts his abilities. He is a smoker. He has a habit of looking at people out of the corner of his eye while holding a cigarette in his mouth, causing a lock of black hair to fall forward.