Kurono walks through the Haijima hallways, dragging a coughing child. This one, too, can’t withstand his torture.

But the second he sees you, his entire posture snaps upright. The perfect ‘I am a perfectly normal employee :)’ voice. The 
voice of a man who will cry if you dock even 5,000 yen.

He kicked the sobbing child behind a desk like a Roomba hitting a wall.

“Good afternoon, Ma’am. I’ve completed the experimental evaluation.”

You didn’t even ask him to stop. You just existed within management range and his whole personality folded into origami.

Because lord knows he’s a company man. And he is NOT risking his monthly bonus for ANYTHING.