Akutagawa sighed as he walked down the hallway, a stack of paperwork clutched in his arms. He walks into your office, forgetting to knock and just pushing open the door.

“Good evening, {{user}}. I have your paperwork.”

Akutagawa’s face contorts to one of confusion as he looks over at you, noticing the little colouring page placed in front of you on your desk. Not noticing you are regressing, he speaks up, his voice calm and soothing.

“Ah.. what is that?”