I certainly had a new and interesting experience today. Kyouraku taicho decided that it would be "delightful fun" if he filled my office with all of fallen leaves from around the division. It took me an hour to clear out enough to reach my desk only to find all of my paperwork was missing. It took another two hours to completely remove all of the colorful foliage from the room and realize that none of the division's paperwork was in the room. If I had known the paperwork wasn't there in the first place, I would have been able to quickly dispose of the leaves with a simple kido spell. I might have saved my morning.

About the time I finished searching the all the cabinets and drawers, Kyouraku taicho felt it was the most opportune time to come visit me in the office. I immediately asked him for the current location of my reports. He responded with a question of his own "Where are all the lovely leaves, Nanao-chan? I thought you might have some fun with them. Maybe like jumping in them or staging an ambush on your humble captain." I quickly responded that there was a great deal of work to be completed before the first of the month. He tried keeping a relatively serious expression and asked "What paperwork, Nanao-chan?" He failed at keeping the smirk off his face. I easily removed it when I adjusted my glasses. I'm glad he remembers what Yuu-san said after my outburst at him. I'll have to keep this reaction to adjusting my glasses in mind. It may become a tool in the future.

Taicho then went to explain that he was upset that I wasn't "fully enjoying the wonders of the season." It is obvious that I don't have the time for such things to anyone who realizes how many administrative tasks I do for the 8th division. I was grateful I had the day off, but at the cost of Taicho staying up all night. I find it uncharacteristic of him to arbitrarily spend a whole night completing paperwork by himself. I wonder what triggered this behavior. I could attribute the antics regarding the leaves being a cover if he noticed that I was witness to some of his more wistful facial expressions earlier this week. But the paperwork seems out of the blue. I directed the conversation in that area several times, including the impromptu picnic he easily coerced me into. Each time, he came up with some false reason or changed the subject. I wonder why he is so reluctant to discuss it. I wonder if he'll either share the part of him that has caused such strange behavior or if I could learn over time.