Shimazaki laughed as if he was pleased with the response. It had taken awhile before he had stopped getting a sour word just for naming them.
“Of course not. Maybe she’s just happy to see me.” He didn’t flinch as Satō—an extremely infamous specimen to all of Claw’s enemies at this point—loomed over him, merely sniffing a little at the heavy scent of sticky dew threatening to drip onto his suit jacket.
“You disappeared quickly from the last meeting. I just felt like some gossip.”
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Date: 2024-04-12 06:29 pm (UTC)“Of course not. Maybe she’s just happy to see me.” He didn’t flinch as Satō—an extremely infamous specimen to all of Claw’s enemies at this point—loomed over him, merely sniffing a little at the heavy scent of sticky dew threatening to drip onto his suit jacket.
“You disappeared quickly from the last meeting. I just felt like some gossip.”