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❆‖— “Come in—the door is open.” He said aloud, sifting through paperwork. “Oh, Nanao-fukutachou. What brings you to my office?”

Slipping inside at the reply to her knock, she padded over to the pale man with a somewhat strained smile on her face. “Afternoon, Ukitake-taichō. You haven’t seen a certain responsibility-dodging captain lately, have you? He’s got a pile of work on his desk a foot high…”