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It has been four months now since that incident, that incident in which the power in the slate was released and some people gained superpowers for a few hours, and in the end Hisui Nagare plan was stopped. But that incident caused a lot of chaos, people with supernatural powers people still appear constantly, they didn’t lose their superpowers yet. Although not as powerful as before, they still can use a fair amount of superpower. The Blue Clothes Organization known as scepter 4 is responsible for handling these incidents and maintaining order.
“Ah ... I feel really headache ...”
He wiped his glasses and then looked at his PDA.
It's three thirty in the morning.
His work has increased more recently, Fushimi Saruhiko has been used to doing a lot of work, which has increased recently.
Until a few months ago, Scepter 4 was essentially an openly secret organization all but privately owned by the Blue King, Munakata Reishi; presently though, it was in the process of settling its status as an official body. It was due to that reason that Scepter 4 had to deal with multiple requests to provide all kinds of information, documents and photos.
Fushimi Saruhiko got going full throttle starting the next day.
As usual, there was an incident of superpowers that happened, they really left no room for them to rest, Akiyama and Benzai were assigned to deal with it.
Fushimi started working on his computer, used to work very quickly and efficiently, overwhelming data processing and practical work.
The rest of Scepter 4's Special Duty Corps are working hard, too. They monitor closely to quickly deal with these persistent cases.
And with that suffocating atmosphere at work, someone started talking in a low voice.
“Don't you feel that Fushimi-san is quiet today?” Fuse.
Hidaka and Domyoji took a peek into Fushimi.
“Quiet? What do you mean? He works as usual, didn’t he?” Hidaka answered.
“I mean, he doesn't click his tongue much today” Fuse.
“Mentioning this, that's right ... Fushimi San hasn't started scolding me yet.” Domyoji whispered.
“Maybe he gets bored of these things? I mean, work has become a lot and he has no time to waste on such matters.” Hidaka.
“Even so, I can't believe that he has not clicked his tongue even once since morning.” Fuse.
“I got it!” Domyoji.
“What?” Both said.
“I will make him click his tongue.” Domyoji.
“Huh?” Fuse.
“What are you saying?” Hidaka.
“I'm sure Fushimi San will click his tongue when he reads my report like he usually does.” Domyoji said passionately and then got up. “Fushimi San!”
The other two froze, Domiyoji got up before they responded or reconciled him to that idea that came up in his head.
After Fushimi returned from the mission to infiltrate the Jungle base, he become more receptive to those around him who are members of Special Duty Corps, but despite this, his character is the same, Domiyoji must realizes this more than anyone else, because he is the one who gets the most reprimanded by Fushimi when he hand in his reports which need to be reviewed and a lot of work.
But Domiyoji has a childish character as a child who loves to make fun.
“Can get a look at my report?” Domiyoji said to Fushimi who looked at him.
Fushimi took the report from his hand and looked at it a little.
“Okay.” He answered in a calm tone, surprising the person standing in front of him, and those two watching the scene from afar.
Fushimi put the report aside and went back to work on his computer.
“Eh… That’s all?” Domiyoji said surprisingly.
“Hm? What do you want too?” Fushimi asked after noting that he was still standing next to him.
“No, but you didn’t cli…” saying innocently and before completing his word, he called by Fuse.
“Domiyoji!” Fuse trying to stop that conversation, which would have exposed what Fuse began to talk a little before.
Fushimi got a glance at them, and then he went back to his work.
That conversation ended and Domiyoji went to sit next to Hidaka and Fuse.
“Hey, Doumyouji! Think a little before you talk, will you!” Fuse.
“Really, there is something wrong with Fushimi San..” Domiyoji.
“This is what I said from the beginning, but nevertheless you didn't have to try to provoke him that way!” Fuse.
“I wasn't doing that” Domiyoji.
“Domiyoji San, please be careful before saying anything, especially when talking to Fushimi San.” Hidaka.
“We don't have to be careful with that” Domiyoji.
“No, we need!” The two answered together.
“Anyway, I wonder what the problem with him?” Domiyoji.
“Maybe he is tired and needs rest, Fushimi San do more than we do.” Hidaka.
They looked at him again.
“As I thought, Fushimi San looks pale a bit pale.” Hidaka.
“Then, who will told him to rest?” Fuse asked.
“I can tell him” Domiyoji.
“Definitely not you.” Fuse.
“Ehhh? Why?!” Domiyoji.
“I think it's better to tell the captain about it.” Hidaka.
“But tell the captain not to say anything about us, otherwise, Fushimi San will think that we have interfered with his command, right?” Fuse.
“I will do that.” Hidaka said then he stood up and got out of the workroom.
Some time has passed.
*Ring*
It's the sound from his PDA next to him, indicate that there is a message has arrived.
[Saruhiko, don't forget, today we will hang out and eat together.
You promised me that and this time, I will not accept your work excuses.] Fushimi took a peek at the message he received.
“That's right, I promised Misaki to spend some time with him.” Fushimi in his mind. “I will not accept your work excuses, huh…”
A short days ago, after they agreed to go out and hang out together, Fushimi could not go because of his preoccupation with a sudden work, Yata began to complain because of the recurrence of the matter so much, he did not want to stop his work but he wanted Fushimi to have a special space to hang out and feel free.
Although their relationship returned as they were in the days of middle school, but the time they spent was not enough yet, they still have a lot of things that they can talk about, and a lot of things for entertainment and filling that space left by those years of hostility.
Normally, Fushimi will reply directly to the messages he receives, but this time he stared at his phone without starting to write any response.
“Maybe I should make an excuse today as well ...” Fushimi said in a faint voice.
“Fushimi San…” And before he could write one letter, the voice behind him.
Hidaka walked and stood beside him.
Fushimi looked at him, waiting to say what he wanted.
“The captain wants you.” Hidaka reported.
“Another work, huh…” Fushimi said in a frustrated and tired voice.
Before he heard any other words from Hidaka, Fushimi locked his phone and slowly got up.
With his first step, his gaze became confused and lost his balance.
“Ehh..?!” The moment his body was about to fall, his head was filled with confusion, he is not aware of what he felt.
“Fushimi Sa…” Hidaka looked shocked.
Fushimi suddenly fell to the ground, everyone looked shocked and anxious.
The phone he had in his hand fell next to him.
“Fushimi San!”
“What.. This…?!” He said in an inaudible voice after realizing that he had suddenly fallen to the ground.
He didn't understand what made him fall, his hand extended toward the phone to pick it up and get up
But that hand didn't reach the phone, his body didn't move and he had no ability to rise, his eyes widened due to the shock, but then his eyes were closing slowly.
“Fushimi San!”
Screaming again, everyone gathered around that person who suddenly collapsed, closed his eyes and became motionless.