Irio, Cold Brewing Coffee Shop.
Ding! Ding!
The bell atop the door chimed as Kiernan, dressed in a cozy sweater and beanie, walked inside, and after taking a look around the shop, he found a man waving towards him.
"Hello, sir!"
Thomas stood up from his seat, shook Kiernan's hand firmly, and then sat straight back down with a smile on his face.
"Hello… Thomas, was it?"
Kiernan took off his beanie, revealing his well-cut black hair, and took a seat across from him.
"Yes, Thomas MacCafferty, at your service. I am the General Manager of Wanted. I am sure you've heard about us, but we are the third oldest team in the Rakuya League and have won the Rakuya title about nine times in the past two hundred years."
Thomas said.
"Yes, I've indeed heard about Wanted."
Kiernan said.
However, he didn't know about Wanted before last night—he did some quick research last night as he didn't want to come completely unprepared for this meeting.
