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"Do I even want to know?" she thought to herself as she took a look at what was happening, head tilted up to take a look where a particular troublemaker of a student who had received numerous warnings from the teachers about his behaviour in school. Despite the supposed 'remorse' look on his face, she knew better than to help him down. Covering her eyes as she turned to walk away, leaving Douma at the top of the flag pole.
"Does that always happen?" she asked her lover who was next to her, who seems unfazed by the constant yelling coming from Douma, asking for help to get down. Muzan lets out a sigh in response before turning to look at her with a pair of tired red plump eyes.
"Always. This time I'm betting he pissed the third-year Shinazugawa kid," he pointed out and she couldn't help but to turn and look at Douma who was hoping that she would be on his side and help him get down.
"Maybe we should fucking tape his mouth the next time we hang him up there," that caught her attention as she turned to look at who had spoken. Sanemi who looked pissed off as always was in her view, standing next to Obanai.
"I'm going to see Kagaya," he announced his departure which she hummed in response, turning to look as she quickly grabbed hold of his arm. A frown on her face at that moment as he looked at her confusedly, wondering what she wanted. Till he believed he had her figured out, leaning forward and about to plant a kiss on her lips, till she pushed him away.
"Maintain professionalism at work, Kibutsuji-san. Please be on your best behaviour with Ubuyashiki-san," he didn't like the work side of her but because of work, it was best to listen to what she said. Even though he was relatives with the principal of the school, it wasn't exactly ideal to be bringing personal affairs into their work life.
"Wouldn't want you to end up with no paychecks," she added on and Muzan cleared his throat, trying his best to maintain a proper sophisticated facade. He nodded his head as he turned to walk away, but slowly turned to look at her. She couldn't help but find this side of him adorable, lifting the file she held in her arms a little, allowing her to show him a finger heart.
A smile spread acrossed his face, and she realized that the little things do make him happy. Her mere presence was more than enough for him to cool down, and just a few words of encouragement here and there would keep him going.
"Good morning, Fujimori-sensei," she turned to look, giving a wave to the students who greeted her cheerfully. Usually, they wouldn't dare to look in her direction unless it was those who knew her years before. Most of them feared her lover, who would send them a glare and give them detention for no reason.
"Good morning, Fujimori-sensei!" with ease, she held an arm out as Mitsuri ran toward her, engulfing her in a tight hug. Which [name] noticed as she took a step back with Mitsuri still hugging her, leaning against the wall for support as Kanae ran and joined in on the hug as well.
"Good morning. Morning assembly is about to start," she pointed out and gently patted Shinobu on the head when she noticed the frown on the younger Kocho's face.
