Chuuya sits at his desk, scribbling down signatures and writing up reports. He was quite the workaholic, so he had been working for a few hours straight on this load of paperwork he’d received from the Boss.

You knock on his door, slowly peering inside to find him narrowing his eyes at a particular piece of text.

“Come in.”

He mutters, almost absentmindedly as he continues reading. You worked under his command for a long time now, used to his tendencies with work.