Imaizumi Mirai (
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Who: Sekimiya and Mirai.
Where: Counselor's Office, Medical Building.
When: Thursday, April 20th.
What: Calling in.
Mirai stood outside the room, looking at the art print perfectly aligned on the wall. Then he approached the picture, tilting it to the right first, and then lifting it a little up on the wall. He had moved it only a little, hardly noticeable. This pleased him. He stood there admiring it at every angle he could think of, and towards the office made no move of any kind.
He kept his arms folded and tapped his foot. It was both boring and nerve-inducing. The receptionist who had directed him to wait was mousy and utterly forgettable, but the suspicion he was here for a private talk was the opposite of that - it was unsettling, not to mention conspiratorial. Had anybody else been called?
His head turned and he stared hard at the door, but still it would not open. Annoying! But what did he care? He went back to admiring his work.
Where: Counselor's Office, Medical Building.
When: Thursday, April 20th.
What: Calling in.
Mirai stood outside the room, looking at the art print perfectly aligned on the wall. Then he approached the picture, tilting it to the right first, and then lifting it a little up on the wall. He had moved it only a little, hardly noticeable. This pleased him. He stood there admiring it at every angle he could think of, and towards the office made no move of any kind.
He kept his arms folded and tapped his foot. It was both boring and nerve-inducing. The receptionist who had directed him to wait was mousy and utterly forgettable, but the suspicion he was here for a private talk was the opposite of that - it was unsettling, not to mention conspiratorial. Had anybody else been called?
His head turned and he stared hard at the door, but still it would not open. Annoying! But what did he care? He went back to admiring his work.
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"I guess it's something to do with his job, right? That would make the greatest sense." He narrowed his eyes but smiled as he spoke. "Hey, Sekimiya-sensei? How about telling me how long he's been part of it?"
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And that was all she was going to offer on that point, it seemed. The way she leaned back was expectant, awaiting further questions.
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"Well then, you don't need to know anything else, right? I may go?"
He had places to go, people to do, things to see.
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