Shuichi s Sexy Psyche Taxi
“Augh… another long day at the office…” Shuichi Saihara sighed to himself as he leaned back in his office chair. His black suit, short black hair, and blue tie reflected off the dark computer as it powered down and he began to gather his things into his leather bag to go home. His silver eyes were tired and withdrawn from staring at a computer screen all day, checking report after report. This job paid well, but every single day was so boring. There was no hope, no despair, just endless...