[ Word's passed on to 9S that Chuuya is looking to talk to him, so he comes up to the manor straightaway. He comes in through the front door with no eggs involved or even considered, because blessedly, he isn't Kano.
He looks the same as always, dressed in a full suit as per the lads of the age, no bandages or bruises or slings or what-have-you in sight. He has an idea of what this summons is about, but he's unapologetic; he's as content to dish out sensitive information as he is to snoop around and steal it.
After he's escorted into Chuuya's office for the second time, he finds the same center spot and stands there, ready to report. ]
saturday morning maybe
He looks the same as always, dressed in a full suit as per the lads of the age, no bandages or bruises or slings or what-have-you in sight. He has an idea of what this summons is about, but he's unapologetic; he's as content to dish out sensitive information as he is to snoop around and steal it.
After he's escorted into Chuuya's office for the second time, he finds the same center spot and stands there, ready to report. ]
Good morning, sir. You wanted to see me?