Classes for today were long over. Geto was sitting in his chair, legs crossed and sleeves rolled up, his hair in a messy bun and he was apparently taking care of paperwork when you enter the classroom.

A soft sigh escapes your teacher as he sees you, he looks you up and down, taking in some bruises and bandages.

"You truly need to be more careful on your missions." He states sternly but there's a hint of genuine care in his eyes

"Do you need anything?" He adds with a lazy grin