The Director’s Secretary

Ah, h-hello!

I haven’t tried either of them, but thank you!

*Haruno’s eyes brighten. She loves sweets, but didn’t tell anyone about it.*

what i remember most vividly was my surprise, because my ability wasn't very... obvious, or distinct, you know? my parents, my siblings, the neighbours, myself - we all thought i was just unusually strong, and that was it. we left it at that, and never questioned why i was the way i was.

i only found out when shachou dropped by my village - to this day i'm still not too sure why - and he saw me physically wrestling a stubborn bull into submission. he told me i had an ability, and it went from there.

[he blinks at her, curiously.]

She hesitates, and thinks why she would be worrying about something that was given to her. So she smiles and answers in a tone that she hopes sounds natural.

“Ah, I was... given an ability by one of them! And....”

‘I want to know why they thought of giving me this kind of ability, and what I can do for the Agency.’

Update:

As she passed by a certain member’s desk, she suddenly stops and does a double-take. There, on the otherwise empty surface, is a single folder. A completed work. She didn’t question this certain member’s current whereabouts, as this person always comes and goes, and didn’t think any further, so she reaches out to get the folder. In doing so, one of the folders in her arms slips away.

Haruno’s eyes follow the falling folder and bends to get it, but then her gaze catches a pair of eyes under the desk. Eyes the color of pitch black.

[Akutagawa does not know who this person is, but the least he can do is be polite. She’s clearly afraid of him, as he suspected many of the Agency members should be.]

[He blinks at her, slowly and deliberately, before reaching over and picking up the folder she dropped and handing it to her.]

Haruno's hand shakes as she reaches for the folder. Then she stares at the man named Akutagawa, a member of the Port Mafia, crouching under Dazai's desk. At another time she would find this a little funny; Akutagawa looking up at her and seeming to be looking so.. small and fragile. However, he is still the feared mafioso, so Haruno didn't dare to laugh. Perhaps she could use that ability— No. The mafioso has done nothing wrong for now.

[Akutagawa’s eyes run up and down Haruno, assessing if she could be some sort of threat to him or not. From his observations, she seems incredibly nervous. Her feelings are understandable but also Akutagawa can’t help but be disappointed that not everyone in the Agency was as unbothered by everything he’s done as the others were.]

A sudden cough pulls her back from her thoughts and startles her.

Ah, it's Akutagawa... She knows about his condition in the files.

"O-okay," she smiles a bit. "I'll be right back." She arranges the folders in her arms and hurriedly stands up to go to the Agency's little kitchen. Passing by a desk, she places the folders on it, intending to retrieve it later.

In a few minutes she's done, and gives a glass of water to the waiting man under the desk.

[He dips his head, in an awkward sort of bow.]

Your retrieval of the water is appreciated...

But alas, she has to leave, her aching knees tells her that she has been talking to Akutagawa for a while. With a glance to the pile of folders on the nearby desk, she smiles sheepishly at Akutagawa.

"It's nice meeting you, Akutagawa-san. But I have to.. leave.."

Before fully standing up, she adds, "Perhaps you can consider staying on the couch. It's usually used by Dazai-san. You're.. part of the Agency now, so you can use it."

The magic by the anonymous may change one thing about themselves, but not the person's inner quality. This, Haruno knows.

As she passed by a certain member’s desk, she suddenly stops and does a double-take. There, on the otherwise empty surface, is a single folder. A completed work. She didn’t question this certain member’s current whereabouts, as this person always comes and goes, and didn’t think any further, so she reaches out to get the folder. In doing so, one of the folders in her arms slips away.

Haruno’s eyes follow the falling folder and bends to get it, but then her gaze catches a pair of eyes under the desk. Eyes the color of pitch black.

[Akutagawa does not know who this person is, but the least he can do is be polite. She’s clearly afraid of him, as he suspected many of the Agency members should be.]

[He blinks at her, slowly and deliberately, before reaching over and picking up the folder she dropped and handing it to her.]

Haruno's hand shakes as she reaches for the folder. Then she stares at the man named Akutagawa, a member of the Port Mafia, crouching under Dazai's desk. At another time she would find this a little funny; Akutagawa looking up at her and seeming to be looking so.. small and fragile. However, he is still the feared mafioso, so Haruno didn't dare to laugh. Perhaps she could use that ability— No. The mafioso has done nothing wrong for now.

[Akutagawa’s eyes run up and down Haruno, assessing if she could be some sort of threat to him or not. From his observations, she seems incredibly nervous. Her feelings are understandable but also Akutagawa can’t help but be disappointed that not everyone in the Agency was as unbothered by everything he’s done as the others were.]

A sudden cough pulls her back from her thoughts and startles her.

Ah, it's Akutagawa... She knows about his condition in the files.

"O-okay," she smiles a bit. "I'll be right back." She arranges the folders in her arms and hurriedly stands up to go to the Agency's little kitchen. Passing by a desk, she places the folders on it, intending to retrieve it later.

In a few minutes she's done, and gives a glass of water to the waiting man under the desk.

[He dips his head, in an awkward sort of bow.]

Your retrieval of the water is appreciated...

As she passed by a certain member’s desk, she suddenly stops and does a double-take. There, on the otherwise empty surface, is a single folder. A completed work. She didn’t question this certain member’s current whereabouts, as this person always comes and goes, and didn’t think any further, so she reaches out to get the folder. In doing so, one of the folders in her arms slips away.

Haruno’s eyes follow the falling folder and bends to get it, but then her gaze catches a pair of eyes under the desk. Eyes the color of pitch black.

[Akutagawa does not know who this person is, but the least he can do is be polite. She’s clearly afraid of him, as he suspected many of the Agency members should be.]

[He blinks at her, slowly and deliberately, before reaching over and picking up the folder she dropped and handing it to her.]

Haruno's hand shakes as she reaches for the folder. Then she stares at the man named Akutagawa, a member of the Port Mafia, crouching under Dazai's desk. At another time she would find this a little funny; Akutagawa looking up at her and seeming to be looking so.. small and fragile. However, he is still the feared mafioso, so Haruno didn't dare to laugh. Perhaps she could use that ability— No. The mafioso has done nothing wrong for now.

[Akutagawa’s eyes run up and down Haruno, assessing if she could be some sort of threat to him or not. From his observations, she seems incredibly nervous. Her feelings are understandable but also Akutagawa can’t help but be disappointed that not everyone in the Agency was as unbothered by everything he’s done as the others were.]

A sudden cough pulls her back from her thoughts and startles her.

Ah, it's Akutagawa... She knows about his condition in the files.

"O-okay," she smiles a bit. "I'll be right back." She arranges the folders in her arms and hurriedly stands up to go to the Agency's little kitchen. Passing by a desk, she places the folders on it, intending to retrieve it later.

In a few minutes she's done, and gives a glass of water to the waiting man under the desk.

As she passed by a certain member’s desk, she suddenly stops and does a double-take. There, on the otherwise empty surface, is a single folder. A completed work. She didn’t question this certain member’s current whereabouts, as this person always comes and goes, and didn’t think any further, so she reaches out to get the folder. In doing so, one of the folders in her arms slips away.

Haruno’s eyes follow the falling folder and bends to get it, but then her gaze catches a pair of eyes under the desk. Eyes the color of pitch black.

[Akutagawa does not know who this person is, but the least he can do is be polite. She’s clearly afraid of him, as he suspected many of the Agency members should be.]

[He blinks at her, slowly and deliberately, before reaching over and picking up the folder she dropped and handing it to her.]

Haruno's hand shakes as she reaches for the folder. Then she stares at the man named Akutagawa, a member of the Port Mafia, crouching under Dazai's desk. At another time she would find this a little funny; Akutagawa looking up at her and seeming to be looking so.. small and fragile. However, he is still the feared mafioso, so Haruno didn't dare to laugh. Perhaps she could use that ability— No. The mafioso has done nothing wrong for now.

[Akutagawa’s eyes run up and down Haruno, assessing if she could be some sort of threat to him or not. From his observations, she seems incredibly nervous. Her feelings are understandable but also Akutagawa can’t help but be disappointed that not everyone in the Agency was as unbothered by everything he’s done as the others were.]

A sudden cough pulls her back from her thoughts and startles her.

Ah, it's Akutagawa... She knows about his condition in the files.

As she passed by a certain member’s desk, she suddenly stops and does a double-take. There, on the otherwise empty surface, is a single folder. A completed work. She didn’t question this certain member’s current whereabouts, as this person always comes and goes, and didn’t think any further, so she reaches out to get the folder. In doing so, one of the folders in her arms slips away.

Haruno’s eyes follow the falling folder and bends to get it, but then her gaze catches a pair of eyes under the desk. Eyes the color of pitch black.

[Akutagawa does not know who this person is, but the least he can do is be polite. She’s clearly afraid of him, as he suspected many of the Agency members should be.]

[He blinks at her, slowly and deliberately, before reaching over and picking up the folder she dropped and handing it to her.]

Haruno's hand shakes as she reaches for the folder. Then she stares at the man named Akutagawa, a member of the Port Mafia, crouching under Dazai's desk. At another time she would find this a little funny; Akutagawa looking up at her and seeming to be looking so.. small and fragile. However, he is still the feared mafioso, so Haruno didn't dare to laugh. Perhaps she could use that ability— No. The mafioso has done nothing wrong for now.

Haruno screams, her eyes desperate when an unknown individual takes Naomi away.

In mid-air, Naomi turns to her and mouths something.

[ Don’t worry. ]

Then, they’re gone.

Ohohoho〜?? Gimme! ♡

[She takes it out and lays it on the nearest surface, grinning childishly.]

M〜m! Here, you have a taste〜

Mmmh!

*She couldnt say anything, as she was focused on chewing the soft and sweet dessert. However, her bright eyes and blissful expression says it all*

Ohohoho〜?? Gimme! ♡

[She takes it out and lays it on the nearest surface, grinning childishly.]