But Daiki only smirked, leaning back in his chair with an air of amusement. "You're still going to release the data and destroy the Crown of Ito anyway, aren't you?"
His fingers tapped idly against the table. "The profiles you gave me are high-ranking, sure. But where's the rest? I know you have more."
He tilted his head. "So tell me—what's in it for me? If I give you Ren, my entire business still crumbles. Where's the profit in that?"
The room tensed, but Haruto didn't waver.
"You can rebuild it—with your own hands."
Daiki raised an eyebrow, but Haruto continued, crossing his legs as he met his gaze. "I can tell that this business isn't entirely under your control."
"The security is too weak, too easy to breach. That's not something a meticulous, calculating man like you would allow."
