Reiji awoke the next morning feeling refreshed.
Stumbling into the hallway to check on Kazama, he was stunned to see that the attacker had left that night, leaving a note behind reading: I have a report to write. See you tomorrow. Sorry for the trouble.
Well, he's gone.
Usami, walking in, stared as Reiji whacked his head into the wall.
"Reiji, is your sanity intact?"
The look he gave her told it all.
"He left, didn't he."
-TIMESKIP-
A depressed aura surrounded Reiji as he trudged off to HQ for a status report to Kido. Seeing his expression, newer C-rankers and even a few B-rankers avoided his path.
"Is that... the rumored Reiji-raincloud?" Kuga wondered as the sea of trainees parted before the grouchy A-ranker.
"Reiji-raincloud? Where'd you get that from?" Osamu asked, slightly worried.
Kuga turned around, and very matter-of-factly stated, "Usami-san."
"Ah."
Kido balked slightly at the intense expression on Reiji's face. Collecting himself, he announced, "Status report."
"Tamakoma is functioning completely as normal, there have been no abnormalities with Kuga, there have been no unusual neighbor sightings, …" Reiji continued in a flat monotone.
Clearing his throat, Kido asked, "Is something the matter, Kizaki? Your expression-"
"-Foretells doom." Rindo cheerfully popped in, cutting off Kido's statement and ignoring the glare the older man sent him. "If you're looking for Kazama, he said he wanted to write his- er- Tachikawa's report at home today. He called me this morning."
"I-it's not like I was looking for him or anything."
"Oh? Then what were you upset about?"
Reiji rose abruptly, turned and left the room after bowing stiffly at the waist.
The two men remaining in the room heard his footsteps break into a run as he left the building.
"This boy is so devoted I don't know what to do with him anymore."
Kazama was, at this point, standing in the aisle of a supermarket wondering which type of bento box to buy.
Onigiri was cheaper, but the pork katsu was appealing…
Decisions, decisions.
Already in his basket was a container of plain milk and a box of instant coffee (for dealing with Tachikawa).
Grabbing the onigiri (Kido does NOT pay him enough for this), Kazama turned to head over to the register. Seeing a head of red hair flash by from the doorway outside, he blinked.
Was that… Reiji?
The cashier cleared her throat, getting increasingly impatient. This guy spent ten minutes picking a lunch box! How long does it take to buy three items!
Kazama paid for the three items, fully aware of the part-time worker's death glare, and began the short walk back to his house. Upon reaching the house, he found an interesting spectacle.
Reiji was peering through one of his windows… on the second floor.
The second floor.
"Kizaki, what in the world do you think you are doing?"
Nearly losing his grip in shock, Reiji turned to see the object of his search carrying a Shimada-mart bag and standing in front of the house.
"You're not dead?"
Deadpanning, Kazama sighed. "I'm not stupid, I took a shower and changed out of the clothes. I won't get sick from half an hour outside."
Looking slightly mollified, Reiji carefully climbed down and gave Kazama a once-over. "You are okay, then."
Kazama nodded, frowning slightly.
"And now let's address why you thought it would be okay to do the equivalent of peeping in my room."
