The office was reasonably dank as it's remnants from the past kages had been removed sharply and replaced with that of the young woman now in charge. Along the entirety of the back wall, Akira would have already riddled the bookshelf with stories and tails that she had enjoyed while growing up, nothing held in a particular order as this in itself was a puzzle in her eyes, locking away man of the secrets she held dearest including sins she had committed in the past to hopes of bringing Sunagakure to a peaceful age of prosperity. She feared that such an idea was lost upon the other rulers, but she felt that violence was only needed in certain circumstances. Her office showing off that peaceful tranquility for her ninja's to meet and feel comfortable.
A vase of flowers and artistic lamp riddled with stain glass s it's shade would be the only source of light that didn't come streaming through the office, all assuming that the shades were't closed and the bulb not burnt out which were both common as she had not need to see in her office. She had spent a full week memorizing the placement of every last book and furniture that she had placed. Behind the desk was a chair which often sat the Kage rummaging through files when she wasn't reading one of her books pushing aside her duties.