#futsuma

He hates the fact his knees and palms are scraped, that he feels winded just from exorcising two meager nuisances━ but it’s HARD. His brother had so readily put his faith in him to take over his job for a day, and Hanazawa was absent, leaving him on his own.

Stupidly, he thought he could manage, even made a show of it back at the office.

Throwing people around was something he could do without breaking a sweat, but he wasn’t nearly as in tune with the spiritual side. Even after getting physic powers, he was disappointing.

     Shame prickles at his nape and Ritsu doesn’t turn to his boss-for-the-day even though he knows Shigeo will want to know how he fared; truthfully, Ritsu doesn’t want to know. ❝ Are we done now, Reigen-san ? I have to be home for dinner soon. ❞

there’s a knock at his door.

when he answers it, a girl he’s likely never seen before in his life (unless he follows competitive gaming, of course) is standing there before him, bowing politely, a box in her hands.

❝Um, e-- excuse me?❞ Peeking further into the office, Kazue shyly rounds the corner to find a man sitting at the desk, lazily looking over something on his computer. Though she hadn’t done anything yet, she felt a twinge of guilt for intruding without calling ahead or giving him any form of warning -- but in her defense, this wasn’t pre-planned! It was entirely an impulse decision, or so she wants to tell herself. 

@futsumai’m sorry in advance

they eye the tomato plant expressionlessly for a moment before dragging their gaze upward to the customer’s face. “clearly you’re not taking good care of it.” no. wrong. that was rude, and minegishi’s expression grits slightly as they reprimand themself. (they don’t apologize, though; instead they just work on changing the topic back to the issue at hand.) they’re trying to do better. really.

For once, Ritsu could agree.     

      ❝ Reigen-san, ❞ He began tersely, staying clear of the prone form sprawled out on the floor. They dropped as soon as they were done screaming their tale of ghosts and possessions, visibly drooling. ❝ Are these the types of clients you entertain daily ? ❞

... His brother should really take that magician career into account. Anything was better than this.