Morning came early at Unit 14.

Kenji was already there when Davin returned, and this time Kiri was in the office too, reading through the company papers with a sharper kind of interest than the others had shown before. Shinju had already arranged the desk side properly, and Sera was sorting files near the front as if she wanted the room to look more serious before the next outside meeting began.

The moment Davin stepped in, Shinju looked up first. Kiri stood after that.

They shook hands.

"Kiri Dalen," he said.

"Davin," Davin replied.

Before more could be said, Kenji looked at Davin and asked, "Well?"

Davin’s face brightened immediately.

"I fixed one more meeting," he said. "We have to take it today."

That got everyone’s attention. Kiri, however, was still looking at the papers in his hand.

"The founder really had a good idea here," he said at last.

Kenji frowned. "Which part?"

"The trial model," Kiri said. "It’s strong. Give them a controlled sample, let them test it, reduce their fear, and force the next meeting into a real one. That’s the first smart selling idea in all these notes."

Then his expression changed a little. "But can we hold it?" he asked. "That’s the real question. It’s one thing to promise a trial. It’s another thing to survive the demand if it works. How much can we actually hold? And if they ask for a second batch right away, do we still stand up or do we start lying from day one?"

Kenji and Shinju exchanged a look.

Then Kenji answered, "At least one month of controlled supply. That’s what we’ve been told."

Kiri stared at him.

"We’ve been told?" he repeated. "Meaning what? You don’t know the actual production capability?"

Kenji exhaled heavily.

That was the part he still hated explaining.

"The manufacturing side is elsewhere," he said. "Far enough that it stays outside our reach. The founder wants that part hidden."

Kiri looked at Shinju.

She gave the same answer in a colder, cleaner way.

"Legally, the same shape keeps appearing," she said. "The founder is intentionally keeping distance between the visible company and the real source."

Kiri leaned back and thought about that.

He did not like it, but he understood the logic of it. If the source stayed hidden, then pressure on Unit 14 would not automatically expose the production side.

"Fine," he said. "I don’t like blind spots, but I understand why this one exists. It also means we sell carefully."

Then he looked at Davin.

"What kind of company fixed the meeting?"

"Freezers," Davin said. "Not the small home type. Large ones. And they’re trying to move toward smart freezer systems too."

That was enough for Kiri.

He stood up at once.

"Then we’re going in properly," he said.

After that, he became a different man.

He checked Davin’s shirt, adjusted Kenji’s collar, told both of them to change ties, and made them start over from the top. Sera nearly laughed once when he rejected Kenji’s first jacket without even letting him speak.

"You don’t walk into an industrial buyer’s office looking like you need their mercy," Kiri said. "You walk in like you can solve a problem they haven’t fixed yet."

He made Kenji shorten his opening twice. He made Davin remove two lines that sounded too eager. He even changed the order of their file pages so the meeting would begin with the buyer’s pressure instead of their own company story.

"We don’t lead with who we are," Kiri said. "We lead with what problem they already have. After that, we show them why testing us is safer than ignoring us."

For the next stretch of time, Unit 14 stopped looking like a shaky startup and started looking like a place trying very hard to deserve the next room it entered.

By the end of it, the team was set.

Shinju and Sera would stay behind at the office.

Kenji, Davin, and Kiri would go.

Before they left, Kiri asked one more question.

"How much trial can we offer without choking ourselves?"

Kenji answered, "One month. That’s the line."

Kiri nodded.

"Then no one promises more than that today."

The three of them left together after that.

They took public transport, got down near the industrial lane, and walked the remaining stretch on foot. On the way, Davin repeated what he knew. FrostMire Cooling Systems was not a glamorous company. It was known more for heavy freezers and storage units than for style. Recently, though, they had started showing signs that they wanted to move into smarter controlled refrigeration, which meant boards, sensors, and cleaner control systems would matter more to them than before.

Kiri listened to all of it and only asked one thing. "Who inside is hearing us first?"

"A mid-level operations man," Davin said. "Not the top seat."

"Good," Kiri replied. "Then we don’t sell upward first. We sell into his fear first. If he starts carrying our words himself, the next room opens easier."

That made them exactly the kind of company that might listen.

When they finally reached the place, all three stopped for a moment outside the building.

The company looked long rather than tall, spread wide across the lot with loading space on one side and a lower office block toward the front. Large freezer casings sat under shade covers in the yard. Two transport vans were parked near the entrance. Workers were still moving boxed parts near one side gate, and the whole place looked practical, expensive, and busy in the way a working manufacturer should.

The glass at the front reflected all three of them back in clean lines, and for one second none of them moved.

Kenji adjusted his sleeve once.

Davin checked the file in his hand.

Kiri looked at both of them and said, "Good. Now don’t talk like men asking for help. Talk like men bringing a solution."

Then the three of them stood there in full dress outside FrostMire’s office, ready to go in together.