@uivispero
Hazuki Hajime was bored. The CCG was so dull with only adults around. The other Oggai were not here and that meant no one cool was around. Except Sasaki, but he didn’t even seem to realize he was a traitor. Or so they told him. Hajime hadn’t been able to see him yet.
Mutsuki Tooru offered him coffee, but he couldn’t stomach the bitter stuff. Still, if it would make him stronger, he’d drink it.
Hajime needed to do something. He didn’t get the Oggai surgery just to sit around and do nothing. Even without his squad, he’s more than capable of slaughtering some ghouls. He glared at his fucking jump rope. He was 11. He did not need a toy to placate him. He held it up in the air, squinting through it.
He spotted that one investigator. The leftover one from Arima’s squad who didn’t have a taste for treason. Hajime hopped to his feet and draped himself over the investigator’s desk desk.
“Hey Inspector Bowl Cut,” Hajime said. “This place didn’t improve your hair, I can tell.” He held up the jump rope. “Who do you think I should strangle first with this?”









