Not do much in the way of work? In New Meiji? How was he even surviving? It was all Eiji could do to keep his head above water during the best of times. This man was more than he looked, Eiji decided. He had to be. He was also hiding something. But-- but whatever it was, well, that made no difference. At least not at the moment.

"Uh, just me at the moment. I'd like to hire more reporters to search the field but it's kinda hard when I barely make enough mula to not go out and get a "real job." He said the sarcastic line replete with finger-quotes. "Journalism is my job, and honest journalism, not the sensationalist crap that the major newspapers print. Government sycophants, each and every one of them. I print the truth." No matter the consequences.