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Does he really have to go inside? He can always leave his papers here, right in front of their division. Someone will find them, right? Eventually. 

"--Hey, I know you. You're that chick who always carries around a bunch of magazines." Pauses. Scowls. "What do you want?"

"What the hell's that yellow thing on your head? Bird crap?"

Nope. Not talking to her today. Or ever, actually. 

Hachibantai was a damn maze. And he'd been walking in circles for what felt like an eternity, patience thinning with every passing second. The paperwork he was clutching was already a crumpled mess, but he was focused entirely on finding someone who can help to even notice. 

"HEY, A LITTLE HELP HERE! MY HANDS ARE FREEZING!" 

"Taichou! There you are--" Nearly yells out before realizing he was speaking to his superior. Quickly mumbles an appropriate greeting, followed by a terse bow, failing to make it even remotely convincing. "So yeah, I need your signature!"

"--Who left these here? WHO? SCISSORS ARE NOT ALLOWED IN MY OFFICE!"