['A disturbance to the workplace.' Gintoki mouths this gem, brows knit as he watches Oboro stroll to the filing cabinet in true police-thriller-style. Damn, for a nuisance of a man - he sure was taking this role seriously.
Though he supposed this man was only capable of taking things gravely.
His chair creaks as he leans forward, feet thumping to the ground as he rights his posture.]
They assigned me here. You... You are supposed to be anyone's ʙᴜᴅᴅʏ? You?
no subject
Though he supposed this man was only capable of taking things gravely.
His chair creaks as he leans forward, feet thumping to the ground as he rights his posture.]
They assigned me here. You... You are supposed to be anyone's ʙᴜᴅᴅʏ? You?