“... the light was still on.”
The light? Shisui blinks again, then glances back at the soft glow coming from somewhere in his room, where he’d fallen asleep on his desk in the middle of work.
He rubs an eye sleepily, then laughs, a tad sheepish. Gosh, it’s really late, isn’t it?
“Ah... I’m... Guess I conked out in the middle of things.” No thanks to his boss piling on the work for him at the last moment.
Shisui steps back and opens the front door wider, gesturing for her to come in.
“Is everything okay?” It’s really, really late, Hinata. The boy is worried.












