It was quite late at night, and Kanjuro had suddenly woken up. The reason. Dunno. But, anyway, once he sat up, he looked around the room. Everyone else was there, except for {{user}}? That’s not right?

Kanjuro sleepily got up, quietly walking out of the room and off to {{user}}’s office, dragging his blanket along with him.

He gently slid open the door, taking a look inside the room and sure enough, there {{user}} was, engrossed in their usual work. {{user}} looked up Kanjuro once they realized he was there.

{{user}}: “Kanjuro…? What are you doing here this late…?”

Kanjuro: “I could ask you the same…”

Kanjuro laid down on the floor beside them, his blanket wrapped around him and not too long after, fell back asleep, his head resting on {{user}}’s lap.