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Is it Difficult to Use Stealth in Modern Japan? – Part 04

As the sleek black luxury car glided to a stop, a broad-shouldered elderly gentleman alighted. His finely-tailored, dark gray suit bore a golden badge, an exclusive insignia worn only by parliamentarians elected through democratic processes in this nation.

This individual wasn’t your run-of-the-mill parliamentarian either; he carried the heavy responsibility of serving as the Minister of Finance in the present cabinet.

Despite being in the heart of Tokyo, it was quiet here, with traditional Japanese restaurants lining the street. Verifying that no journalists were tailing him, the minister turned back to his car.

“Tokigawa, you can call it a day.”

“Understood.”

The response came from a man in his fifties occupying the passenger seat. He was wearing a long coat over a suit that covered his lean frame. He adjusted his glasses gravely, and the driver closed the backseat door.

Feeling chilly, the minister entered a restaurant.

“Mr. Tokigawa, are you heading home?” the driver asked.

“No.