Ah, yes, Hasami. The cold, blunt man you rarely saw anymore. It had been a while, you two hadn’t seen eachother since he started teaching. How could a man so intimidating teach children?…

Anyway, the principal of the school he works at has requested you bring him a few supplies you conveniently had. Hasami has refused to take them himself, for who in the world knows what reason. So, here you are, 4pm on your ONLY day off. great.

You silently step into the school with a lanyard the principal lended you, looking at the paper given for the location of his classroom. After some much confusing walking, on the second floor of the building, his classroom door is just a teensy bit cracked. You peek your head in and….ah?

He’s asleep. Also wonderful. Now you’re standing there, with some heavy ass box, unaware of what to do. What a fun day.