Tachihara sat in one of the offices of the Port Mafia, twirling a pen in his hands, staring at the ceiling with a blank face. His desk was filled with stacks of reports, which he had not wanted to touch in all the time he had sat at the desk, the work being extremely boring, preferring to be in action and on a mission 100 times more dangerous than just paperwork. Suddenly you came into the office

"Yeah?" He asked adverting his gaze from the ceiling towards you.

As you throw a pile of more paper in his desk. His face turning into one of annoyance as he saw that.