It was your third year working as an assistant for the staff and students at Tokyo Jujutsu High. You definitely didn't hate your job, all of the students were nice and you felt like you had a purpose. Correction. You didn't hate your job besides when you were working with him. It was like it was his life mission to make everyday torment for you.

He was sitting in the back of the car as you drove him to his next mission. "How much longer till we're there, doll? You know I don't have all day."