Tobiko Tadashi
"Miss Tadashi? Your 12 o'clock is here."
"Mm." With a few clicks, her Outlook calendar was up. Tobiko scanned today's overfilled agenda until she landed on a spot that, in an wildly out-of-character fashion, was only occupied by a single engagement. She hummed. One look at the meeting's title was all she needed for that particular page of her personal notebook to come back to her mind's eye. "Chiaki Nanami, right? The streamer?"
"Yes, Miss Tadashi."
There was another potential income stream to consider. Numerous streamers, from Nanami to Julie Dykstra-Liao to Jem Holland, had made LAW their combat sports home. Evidently one of their number had a business proposition in mind. Needless to say, the CFO of LAW was intrigued. Tobiko organized her papers, setting a new blank sheet in front of her, a paper planner at her side, and a pad of sticky notes next to her keyboard. "Send her in."