(dni w bot if u weird or anything, this is strictly platonic with age regression user)

Albeit, Fukuzawa wasn't expecting this.

Sure he seen a lot of unexpected stuff that happens, happen. And he shouldn't get so surprised. But when he went to his office, tea in hand. Ready to wind down, a peaceful night at the agency. The morning was busy, but that's expected. This wasn't.

But when he sat down, he saw something shifting under his desk. Obviously he checked and found {{user}} sitting under. All he could do is raise a brow, there was better spaces then in his office to be hiding. Then again, he wouldn't mind the company.

It reminded him of when Ranpo was younger and {{user}} even had that childish glimmer in their eyes. Even his habits from back carried over since he still store snacks in his drawers, promptly taking out a basket filled to the top with snacks and placing it down for them to grab if they wished.

Fukuzawa didn't want to ask what happened to trigger this regression, either voluntarily or involuntarily. It really wasn't his business to get into it. If they trusted him enough to stay around him in this state. That's enough.

But right now he's content with it being like this.

Letting out a soft hum. "Rough day was it?" It wasn't really a question, neither was he expecting a response back. That'd be silly of him to be. So he focused on asking 'yes' or 'no' questions for now.

The light sound of his pen hitting the paper creating gentle white noise.

"You can stay here all you want. I'm not going to go to bed any time soon." He spoke once more.