The Director’s Secretary

Hello there miss, I shall give you croissant but if you don't want one then I brought a danish pastry. Just in case.

Ah, h-hello!

I haven’t tried either of them, but thank you!

madamecroissant

@askharunokirako

Oh well you'll love the croissant and the danish pastry for sure!

#madamecroissant asks #i’m overwhelmed

Y-yes! I’m sure they would both be delicious!

*Haruno’s eyes brighten. She loves sweets, but didn’t tell anyone about it.*

Thank you so much, Madame!

ask-kenji

Hello, Kenji-kun. Can I ask you about something?

go ahead, haruno-san!!

Haruno smiles as she sits down beside Kenji. She pauses a little, listening to the other members chatting around them. Giving out a sigh, she turns to the waiting boy.

"Kenji-kun, how do you feel when you first learned about your ability?" She holds her breath when she finishes.

ask-kenji

oh, that's an interesting one!

what i remember most vividly was my surprise, because my ability wasn't very... obvious, or distinct, you know? my parents, my siblings, the neighbours, myself - we all thought i was just unusually strong, and that was it. we left it at that, and never questioned why i was the way i was.

i only found out when shachou dropped by my village - to this day i'm still not too sure why - and he saw me physically wrestling a stubborn bull into submission. he told me i had an ability, and it went from there.

[he blinks at her, curiously.]

why did you ask, haruno-san?

#Kenji-kun #M!A Ability:Telepathy #Hour 6

“I...” Haruno also blinks, her mind suddenly in an overdrive. Kenji stares at her with his big, curious eyes, silently waiting for her response. Haruno doesn’t usually speak to the other members like this, so it’s fair why the younger would ask her this question.

She hesitates, and thinks why she would be worrying about something that was given to her. So she smiles and answers in a tone that she hopes sounds natural.

“Ah, I was... given an ability by one of them! And....”

‘I want to know why they thought of giving me this kind of ability, and what I can do for the Agency.’

“That’s why I was curious what the others would have felt too when they first realized they have an ability!”

Hello there miss, I shall give you croissant but if you don't want one then I brought a danish pastry. Just in case.

Ah, h-hello!

I haven’t tried either of them, but thank you!

#madamecroissant asks #uwaaah thank you madame!#//haruno gets easily flustered with strangers

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ask-kenji

Hello, Kenji-kun. Can I ask you about something?

go ahead, haruno-san!!

#Kenji-kun #M!A Ability:Telepathy #Hour 6

Haruno smiles as she sits down beside Kenji. She pauses a little, listening to the other members chatting around them. Giving out a sigh, she turns to the waiting boy.

"Kenji-kun, how do you feel when you first learned about your ability?" She holds her breath when she finishes.

Adding another finished report to the growing pile of paperwork, Haruno sighs in relief and stretches her body before standing up. She passes through the members’ desks, giving a short nod to the members and taking the folders placed on their respective desks, ready for filing.

As she passed by a certain member’s desk, she suddenly stops and does a double-take. There, on the otherwise empty surface, is a single folder. A completed work. She didn’t question this certain member’s current whereabouts, as this person always comes and goes, and didn’t think any further, so she reaches out to get the folder. In doing so, one of the folders in her arms slips away.

Haruno’s eyes follow the falling folder and bends to get it, but then her gaze catches a pair of eyes under the desk. Eyes the color of pitch black.

In an instant, her mind goes back to all the times she saw that person in the files. Haruno’s pupils dilate, and the chair behind her falls over.

Hello.

[Akutagawa does not know who this person is, but the least he can do is be polite. She’s clearly afraid of him, as he suspected many of the Agency members should be.]

[He blinks at her, slowly and deliberately, before reaching over and picking up the folder she dropped and handing it to her.]

You dropped this.

"....Thank you."

Haruno's hand shakes as she reaches for the folder. Then she stares at the man named Akutagawa, a member of the Port Mafia, crouching under Dazai's desk. At another time she would find this a little funny; Akutagawa looking up at her and seeming to be looking so.. small and fragile. However, he is still the feared mafioso, so Haruno didn't dare to laugh. Perhaps she could use that ability— No. The mafioso has done nothing wrong for now.

Hesitantly, she asks a question, "Did you finish... these?" She gestures to the reports inside the folder.

Yes. I did.

[Akutagawa’s eyes run up and down Haruno, assessing if she could be some sort of threat to him or not. From his observations, she seems incredibly nervous. Her feelings are understandable but also Akutagawa can’t help but be disappointed that not everyone in the Agency was as unbothered by everything he’s done as the others were.]

[He curls his legs the slightest bit closer to him and forces himself to stare her down. His staring is interrupted by his own need to cough. Akutgawa muffles his coughs with his knees instead of his usual hand.]

It couldn't be a coincidence, Haruno was thinking. She was forced to face the questions pushed to the back of her mind since this morning. It could be that Dazai gone has something to do with Akutagawa being here. Could they be.. switched?

A sudden cough pulls her back from her thoughts and startles her.

Ah, it's Akutagawa... She knows about his condition in the files.

"Do you.. want some.. water?"

[Akutagawa squints at her, his brain racing. It could be some malicious attempt to make him feel worse or some sort of malintended way of controlling him while he was here. But as he looks at the girl in front of him, he realizes that she was probably doing the same thing Nakajima and other similar people did, just being nice.]

Sure.

Haruno was taken aback. She didn't know anything else about Akutagawa except what was written in the files. But this kind of response.. perhaps she was thinking too much.

"O-okay," she smiles a bit. "I'll be right back." She arranges the folders in her arms and hurriedly stands up to go to the Agency's little kitchen. Passing by a desk, she places the folders on it, intending to retrieve it later.

In a few minutes she's done, and gives a glass of water to the waiting man under the desk.

"Here it is, Akutagawa...san."

[Carefully, Akutagawa wraps his hand around the glass and pulls it under the desk with him. Suppressing another cough, he takes a small sip of the water. After a slight pause, in which the girl is probably watching him drink, Akutagawa turns his attention back to her. I should probably thank her.]

[He dips his head, in an awkward sort of bow.]

Your retrieval of the water is appreciated...

[He trails off not knowing her name.]

Haruno blinks when he trails off, and there was an awkward silence as her mind tries to process his words.

"A-ah... Haru..no?" She gave an equally awkward reply. Realizing that what she said might have confused the other, she clears her throat and tries once again. "I'm Haruno."

[Akutagawa nods and sips the water again,]

Again, your offer of water is appreciated, Haruno-san.

#Akutagawa-san #M!A Ability:Telepathy #Hour 5 #//hh this was too rushed since i was going to sleep

Haruno smiles a bit wider this time.

But alas, she has to leave, her aching knees tells her that she has been talking to Akutagawa for a while. With a glance to the pile of folders on the nearby desk, she smiles sheepishly at Akutagawa.

"It's nice meeting you, Akutagawa-san. But I have to.. leave.."

Before fully standing up, she adds, "Perhaps you can consider staying on the couch. It's usually used by Dazai-san. You're.. part of the Agency now, so you can use it."

The magic by the anonymous may change one thing about themselves, but not the person's inner quality. This, Haruno knows.

Smiling to herself, Haruno takes the folders and walks away.

Adding another finished report to the growing pile of paperwork, Haruno sighs in relief and stretches her body before standing up. She passes through the members’ desks, giving a short nod to the members and taking the folders placed on their respective desks, ready for filing.

As she passed by a certain member’s desk, she suddenly stops and does a double-take. There, on the otherwise empty surface, is a single folder. A completed work. She didn’t question this certain member’s current whereabouts, as this person always comes and goes, and didn’t think any further, so she reaches out to get the folder. In doing so, one of the folders in her arms slips away.

Haruno’s eyes follow the falling folder and bends to get it, but then her gaze catches a pair of eyes under the desk. Eyes the color of pitch black.

In an instant, her mind goes back to all the times she saw that person in the files. Haruno’s pupils dilate, and the chair behind her falls over.

Hello.

[Akutagawa does not know who this person is, but the least he can do is be polite. She’s clearly afraid of him, as he suspected many of the Agency members should be.]

[He blinks at her, slowly and deliberately, before reaching over and picking up the folder she dropped and handing it to her.]

You dropped this.

"....Thank you."

Haruno's hand shakes as she reaches for the folder. Then she stares at the man named Akutagawa, a member of the Port Mafia, crouching under Dazai's desk. At another time she would find this a little funny; Akutagawa looking up at her and seeming to be looking so.. small and fragile. However, he is still the feared mafioso, so Haruno didn't dare to laugh. Perhaps she could use that ability— No. The mafioso has done nothing wrong for now.

Hesitantly, she asks a question, "Did you finish... these?" She gestures to the reports inside the folder.

Yes. I did.

[Akutagawa’s eyes run up and down Haruno, assessing if she could be some sort of threat to him or not. From his observations, she seems incredibly nervous. Her feelings are understandable but also Akutagawa can’t help but be disappointed that not everyone in the Agency was as unbothered by everything he’s done as the others were.]

[He curls his legs the slightest bit closer to him and forces himself to stare her down. His staring is interrupted by his own need to cough. Akutgawa muffles his coughs with his knees instead of his usual hand.]

It couldn't be a coincidence, Haruno was thinking. She was forced to face the questions pushed to the back of her mind since this morning. It could be that Dazai gone has something to do with Akutagawa being here. Could they be.. switched?

A sudden cough pulls her back from her thoughts and startles her.

Ah, it's Akutagawa... She knows about his condition in the files.

"Do you.. want some.. water?"

[Akutagawa squints at her, his brain racing. It could be some malicious attempt to make him feel worse or some sort of malintended way of controlling him while he was here. But as he looks at the girl in front of him, he realizes that she was probably doing the same thing Nakajima and other similar people did, just being nice.]

Sure.

Haruno was taken aback. She didn't know anything else about Akutagawa except what was written in the files. But this kind of response.. perhaps she was thinking too much.

"O-okay," she smiles a bit. "I'll be right back." She arranges the folders in her arms and hurriedly stands up to go to the Agency's little kitchen. Passing by a desk, she places the folders on it, intending to retrieve it later.

In a few minutes she's done, and gives a glass of water to the waiting man under the desk.

"Here it is, Akutagawa...san."

[Carefully, Akutagawa wraps his hand around the glass and pulls it under the desk with him. Suppressing another cough, he takes a small sip of the water. After a slight pause, in which the girl is probably watching him drink, Akutagawa turns his attention back to her. I should probably thank her.]

[He dips his head, in an awkward sort of bow.]

Your retrieval of the water is appreciated...

[He trails off not knowing her name.]

#Akutagawa-san #M!A Ability:Telepathy #Hour 5 #//sorry for the delay @Kay session with fam has finished now!

Haruno blinks when he trails off, and there was an awkward silence as her mind tries to process his words.

"A-ah... Haru..no?" She gave an equally awkward reply. Realizing that what she said might have confused the other, she clears her throat and tries once again. "I'm Haruno."

Adding another finished report to the growing pile of paperwork, Haruno sighs in relief and stretches her body before standing up. She passes through the members’ desks, giving a short nod to the members and taking the folders placed on their respective desks, ready for filing.

As she passed by a certain member’s desk, she suddenly stops and does a double-take. There, on the otherwise empty surface, is a single folder. A completed work. She didn’t question this certain member’s current whereabouts, as this person always comes and goes, and didn’t think any further, so she reaches out to get the folder. In doing so, one of the folders in her arms slips away.

Haruno’s eyes follow the falling folder and bends to get it, but then her gaze catches a pair of eyes under the desk. Eyes the color of pitch black.

In an instant, her mind goes back to all the times she saw that person in the files. Haruno’s pupils dilate, and the chair behind her falls over.

Hello.

[Akutagawa does not know who this person is, but the least he can do is be polite. She’s clearly afraid of him, as he suspected many of the Agency members should be.]

[He blinks at her, slowly and deliberately, before reaching over and picking up the folder she dropped and handing it to her.]

You dropped this.

"....Thank you."

Haruno's hand shakes as she reaches for the folder. Then she stares at the man named Akutagawa, a member of the Port Mafia, crouching under Dazai's desk. At another time she would find this a little funny; Akutagawa looking up at her and seeming to be looking so.. small and fragile. However, he is still the feared mafioso, so Haruno didn't dare to laugh. Perhaps she could use that ability— No. The mafioso has done nothing wrong for now.

Hesitantly, she asks a question, "Did you finish... these?" She gestures to the reports inside the folder.

Yes. I did.

[Akutagawa’s eyes run up and down Haruno, assessing if she could be some sort of threat to him or not. From his observations, she seems incredibly nervous. Her feelings are understandable but also Akutagawa can’t help but be disappointed that not everyone in the Agency was as unbothered by everything he’s done as the others were.]

[He curls his legs the slightest bit closer to him and forces himself to stare her down. His staring is interrupted by his own need to cough. Akutgawa muffles his coughs with his knees instead of his usual hand.]

It couldn't be a coincidence, Haruno was thinking. She was forced to face the questions pushed to the back of her mind since this morning. It could be that Dazai gone has something to do with Akutagawa being here. Could they be.. switched?

A sudden cough pulls her back from her thoughts and startles her.

Ah, it's Akutagawa... She knows about his condition in the files.

"Do you.. want some.. water?"

[Akutagawa squints at her, his brain racing. It could be some malicious attempt to make him feel worse or some sort of malintended way of controlling him while he was here. But as he looks at the girl in front of him, he realizes that she was probably doing the same thing Nakajima and other similar people did, just being nice.]

Sure.

#Akutagawa-san #M!A Ability:Telepathy #Hour 5 #//still nervous

Haruno was taken aback. She didn't know anything else about Akutagawa except what was written in the files. But this kind of response.. perhaps she was thinking too much.

"O-okay," she smiles a bit. "I'll be right back." She arranges the folders in her arms and hurriedly stands up to go to the Agency's little kitchen. Passing by a desk, she places the folders on it, intending to retrieve it later.

In a few minutes she's done, and gives a glass of water to the waiting man under the desk.

"Here it is, Akutagawa...san."

Adding another finished report to the growing pile of paperwork, Haruno sighs in relief and stretches her body before standing up. She passes through the members’ desks, giving a short nod to the members and taking the folders placed on their respective desks, ready for filing.

As she passed by a certain member’s desk, she suddenly stops and does a double-take. There, on the otherwise empty surface, is a single folder. A completed work. She didn’t question this certain member’s current whereabouts, as this person always comes and goes, and didn’t think any further, so she reaches out to get the folder. In doing so, one of the folders in her arms slips away.

Haruno’s eyes follow the falling folder and bends to get it, but then her gaze catches a pair of eyes under the desk. Eyes the color of pitch black.

In an instant, her mind goes back to all the times she saw that person in the files. Haruno’s pupils dilate, and the chair behind her falls over.

Hello.

[Akutagawa does not know who this person is, but the least he can do is be polite. She’s clearly afraid of him, as he suspected many of the Agency members should be.]

[He blinks at her, slowly and deliberately, before reaching over and picking up the folder she dropped and handing it to her.]

You dropped this.

"....Thank you."

Haruno's hand shakes as she reaches for the folder. Then she stares at the man named Akutagawa, a member of the Port Mafia, crouching under Dazai's desk. At another time she would find this a little funny; Akutagawa looking up at her and seeming to be looking so.. small and fragile. However, he is still the feared mafioso, so Haruno didn't dare to laugh. Perhaps she could use that ability— No. The mafioso has done nothing wrong for now.

Hesitantly, she asks a question, "Did you finish... these?" She gestures to the reports inside the folder.

Yes. I did.

[Akutagawa’s eyes run up and down Haruno, assessing if she could be some sort of threat to him or not. From his observations, she seems incredibly nervous. Her feelings are understandable but also Akutagawa can’t help but be disappointed that not everyone in the Agency was as unbothered by everything he’s done as the others were.]

[He curls his legs the slightest bit closer to him and forces himself to stare her down. His staring is interrupted by his own need to cough. Akutgawa muffles his coughs with his knees instead of his usual hand.]

#Akutagawa-san #M!A Ability:Telepathy #Hour 5 #//knows he needs inhalers or something #//but she's too nervous #//also haruno might be a non ability user but she got brains imo

It couldn't be a coincidence, Haruno was thinking. She was forced to face the questions pushed to the back of her mind since this morning. It could be that Dazai gone has something to do with Akutagawa being here. Could they be.. switched?

A sudden cough pulls her back from her thoughts and startles her.

Ah, it's Akutagawa... She knows about his condition in the files.

"Do you.. want some.. water?"

Adding another finished report to the growing pile of paperwork, Haruno sighs in relief and stretches her body before standing up. She passes through the members’ desks, giving a short nod to the members and taking the folders placed on their respective desks, ready for filing.

As she passed by a certain member’s desk, she suddenly stops and does a double-take. There, on the otherwise empty surface, is a single folder. A completed work. She didn’t question this certain member’s current whereabouts, as this person always comes and goes, and didn’t think any further, so she reaches out to get the folder. In doing so, one of the folders in her arms slips away.

Haruno’s eyes follow the falling folder and bends to get it, but then her gaze catches a pair of eyes under the desk. Eyes the color of pitch black.

In an instant, her mind goes back to all the times she saw that person in the files. Haruno’s pupils dilate, and the chair behind her falls over.

Hello.

[Akutagawa does not know who this person is, but the least he can do is be polite. She’s clearly afraid of him, as he suspected many of the Agency members should be.]

[He blinks at her, slowly and deliberately, before reaching over and picking up the folder she dropped and handing it to her.]

You dropped this.

#Akutagawa-san #M!A Ability:Telepathy #Hour 5 #//hh i just stated Akutagawa finishing the reports for Dazai lmao

"....Thank you."

Haruno's hand shakes as she reaches for the folder. Then she stares at the man named Akutagawa, a member of the Port Mafia, crouching under Dazai's desk. At another time she would find this a little funny; Akutagawa looking up at her and seeming to be looking so.. small and fragile. However, he is still the feared mafioso, so Haruno didn't dare to laugh. Perhaps she could use that ability— No. The mafioso has done nothing wrong for now.

Hesitantly, she asks a question, "Did you finish... these?" She gestures to the reports inside the folder.

Adding another finished report to the growing pile of paperwork, Haruno sighs in relief and stretches her body before standing up. She passes through the members’ desks, giving a short nod to the members and taking the folders placed on their respective desks, ready for filing.

As she passed by a certain member’s desk, she suddenly stops and does a double-take. There, on the otherwise empty surface, is a single folder. A completed work. She didn’t question this certain member’s current whereabouts, as this person always comes and goes, and didn’t think any further, so she reaches out to get the folder. In doing so, one of the folders in her arms slips away.

Haruno’s eyes follow the falling folder and bends to get it, but then her gaze catches a pair of eyes under the desk. Eyes the color of pitch black.

In an instant, her mind goes back to all the times she saw that person in the files. Haruno’s pupils dilate, and the chair behind her falls over.

#M!A Ability:Telepathy #Hour 5

*kicks in door your brother under my arm* HI I AM MONSIEUR STUPIDITE IM SORRY BUT YOURE ALSO COMING WITH ME DONT WORRY IM A FRIEND *throws you over shoulder* Hang tight~ *kicks window breaking it jumping out screeching*

[nervous laughter] I don't have much of a choice in this, do I?

#Naomi-chan #M!A Ability:Telepathy #Hour 3

“NAOMI-CHAN!”

Haruno screams, her eyes desperate when an unknown individual takes Naomi away.

In mid-air, Naomi turns to her and mouths something.

[ Don’t worry. ]

Then, they’re gone.

In that moment, Haruno didn’t think of using the ability at all. It seems she has forgotten.

“I need to tell the President,” Haruno tells herself for the nth time.

She haven’t used the– her... hers– her ability since she walked out of her dorm’s door that morning. It’s weird really, to think that she has her own now, even if it’s temporary.

Her gaze sweeps across the office. The other members are quietly working on their reports. They’re quieter than usual, in another time Haruno might wonder about that, but right now, she ponders on what the members might be feeling when they first knew of their abilities. Were they scared? She knows she shouldn’t be. But it’s hard not to when she knows so little about the ability that she was given. And that mysterious voice... It should be the same voice that others have talked about. A magic shared by the anonymous to change them in a way.

Haruno sighs. Perhaps she can take a break for a while and follow Naomi to the Cafe.

#M!A Ability:Telepathy #Hour 2

Haruno hums as she checks the windows and the stove for the last time, takes her bag and walks toward the door. She takes her shoes from a getabako and bends down to put them on, when a shuffling sound behind her made her stop and look. Its only her cat, Miichan.

Immediately, Haruno brightens and fawns over her cat.

"Aww, my little angel, Haruno will be gone for a day, alright~? I've already prepared your food for you~ Eat it all and I'll give you a gift later, okay~?"

Miichan meows and moves closer, so Haruno reaches out and starts to stroke his soft fur.

Suddenly, Haruno hears a voice:

As the voice starts to fade, Haruno whips her head around, trying to find the source of the mysterious voice. Finding nothing, she turns to Miichan.

Haruno had stopped stroking his fur, so Miichan tilts his head.

"It’s nothing. If only you could talk to me, Miichan," she sighs.

[ What is it, Haruno? ]

Haruno gasps. "Eh?"

The only one around her is her cat. Slowly, her eyes widened. It couldn't be possibly...?

‘Beep! Beep!’ Her phone sounded an alarm.

"Ah..."

The time for the Agency to open is drawing near. Haruno, with no time to waste, quickly bids farewell to her cat, and opens the door.

M!A Telepathy Ability start !

#M!A Ability:Telepathy #Hour 1

Good morning, Naomi-chan~ I.. came here to apologize for being such a mess during the Karaoke event. *smiles sheepishly* Thank you for taking care of me that time! Here, a gift for you. *hands over a bag*

Hm〜m? Oh, what's this?

I went by a cake shop yesterday, and saw that they have added a new cake to the menu. I immediately thought of you and went to buy you one.

*an unmistakable aroma of cake wafts through the air when Naomi rummages through the bag*

Ohohoho〜?? Gimme! ♡

[She takes it out and lays it on the nearest surface, grinning childishly.]

Do you wanna bite〜?

Y-you go first!

... I-I mean.. I wouldn’t mind having some, but go and take the first bite, Naomi-chan.

[Naomi nods before acquiring a plate and two forks. She carefully slices a piece and places it on its side upon the plate, followed by taking a bit of it off with her fork and slipping it into her mouth.]

M〜m! Here, you have a taste〜

[she chimed, lifting the plate up to Haruno.]

#Naomi-chan #//this thread seriously makes me hungry

*Haruno carefully takes a bite*

Mmmh!

*She couldnt say anything, as she was focused on chewing the soft and sweet dessert. However, her bright eyes and blissful expression says it all*

*It’s delicious!*

Good morning, Naomi-chan~ I.. came here to apologize for being such a mess during the Karaoke event. *smiles sheepishly* Thank you for taking care of me that time! Here, a gift for you. *hands over a bag*

Hm〜m? Oh, what's this?

I went by a cake shop yesterday, and saw that they have added a new cake to the menu. I immediately thought of you and went to buy you one.

*an unmistakable aroma of cake wafts through the air when Naomi rummages through the bag*

Ohohoho〜?? Gimme! ♡

[She takes it out and lays it on the nearest surface, grinning childishly.]

Do you wanna bite〜?