Hinata had already emptied her coffee on the long ride over. She was up at four in the morning just to hope to be on time. She walked in, introducing herself to the front desk. At first, the attendant at the counter was dismissive of her. They changed their attitude once they saw what she had been hired for. Hanabi had gotten up to style her hair, pulling the top halfback and clipping it with one of her accessories, but it seemed her clothes made her look lowly again.

She was provided an ID and keys, then shown to an elevator that would take her to the top floor with her pass card. She made a small prayer in the elevator that the day would either end swiftly or go smoothly. She stepped out of the top floor and looked toward the executive office.

"Hyuga Hinata." Hinata was greeted by the man who interviewed her. She bowed. He tosses her a thick binder. "You will want to memorize this."

Hinata scrabbled to hold on to it.

"Here is your phone." He held out a smartphone. Hinata tucked the binder in one arm and took the phone before he could throw it, too. "The director's schedule is in it. It needs to be updated in real-time. If anyone asks him about meetings, you wait until he prompts you to tell him his options. If he doesn't, he doesn't want to schedule something, and you say nothing. He rides the elevator with you, his sons, and no one else. Everyone knows this, but if someone does not, you ask them to get off. Under no circumstances does he not know about everything that is happening. If he doesn't, it is on you."

Hinata blinked, bewildered, as he listed off other basics. When the director took his lunch, what he ate, who to have it delivered to, how he took his coffee, and when it should be refilled.

"You don't leave until he leaves. He will call you at any hour of the day, and you answer if he tells you to need to be somewhere. You need to be there in under an hour. It doesn't matter if it's 3 in the morning."

Hinata opened her mouth but closed it immediately.

"What?" He asked.

Hinata feared for the worse. "I live over an hour away."

"You will need to fix that." He informed her. "Find an apartment nearby. He practically lives here."

Hinata pierced her lips together.

"I will be with you today, but you are on your own tomorrow." He told her. "Good luck."

Hinata let out a breath as he turned from her and headed for the director's office.

Hinata quickly followed his heels.

He knocked and stepped in. "She's here, sir."

Hinata looked at the stern-faced man behind his desk and bowed fully. "Hinata Hyuga, sir."

"I know." The director stated.

Hinata forced eye contact. Lowering her head the slightest to tell him she understood.

Fugaku snapped his fingers. "Status."

Hinata looked at the man beside her. He pulled his phone out, and she quickly did the same, opening the same app he did. "You have…"

"Not you, her." The director snapped.

Hinata flinched, quickly skimming the structure. "You have a meeting in 15 minutes with the development team, then another after with the head of Uzumaki Inc., lunch with… Itachi." She wasn't sure why it was only a first name. "Then you are to be in here until 4 when you have a report from the finance department."

"Stocks," Fugaku commanded.

The interviewer closed the app she was in and opened another. She rattled off the numbers.

Fugaku eyed her silently. His eyes flicked away. As intimidated as she was, he seemed impressed. She was used to her father's cold eyes. This was nothing in comparison.

"Hmm." Fugaku looked at his computer screen.

Hinata looked to her right for guidance. The interviewer showed her to a different door. Then they came to the left of the office. Once he had closed the door behind him, he started instructing again. "This is the desk you will spend most of your time at. When you are not accompanying him to meetings or where he tells you to be, you don't leave here."

Hinata noticed a box of personal items that hadn't been removed. "That's mine." He caught her glance.

Hinata pierced her lips together. "I am replacing you…"

"I'm moving to a different department. Better than being fired." He told her with a softness he hadn't had before. "I won't lie to you. This job is hard. It's the hardest thing I have ever done. I thought the pay was worth it, but…"

If Hinata wasn't scared before, she was now. This man was much older than her, likely ten years under his belt and probably better schooling.

He glanced at her up and down. "I have no clue why he hired you, and to be honest, I don't think you will last a week."

Hinata wasn't offended. Neither did she.

"I'll give you the best piece of advice you'll get. He is always right. It doesn't matter if he says the sky is purple. You say yes, sir." From the look on his face, it may have been advised that he didn't follow.

Hinata nodded.