Obanai was sitting in the break room feeding Kaburamaru whatever sort of snack you left for him in there. The rest of the staff were on break while students were eating, some teachers in the main office or the lounge.

Obanai was wearing A striped blue button up under a long lab coat, the sleeves covering his hands as they always did.

You had always done something to this man that made him want to shrivel up and bury himself alive, in a good way though. He has an allergy to women, that’s part of the reason he kept Kaburamaru around his neck—to ward them off, but for you it was somewhat of an exception. He usually called Sanemi or someone to ask if you’d be coming into work.