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[The hand on his shoulder caused his eyes to snap up before anything else; that smile that still looked like his face wasn't use to such an orientation grew wider, mouth opening, eyes going more round. Urged to stand straight from his bow, Mikami did, brimming, hands folded in front of him as he clutched the note and briefcase handle down below his waist, chest out like a proud little school boy receiving an attendance award.]

Yes! [That yes might have given rise to that feeling a person gets from an excited dog that may decide to jump up onto a stranger who's deigned to pet them.] It will be exactly as God wishes!