[Yami no Matsuei] (PG)
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mtxref_ficAuthor's Note: Written for < lj user="fuda_100">'s "sanity". Featuring Tatsumi regarding Tsuzuki (totally out of the blue for the theme, but I couldn't resist).
"How do I convince you to file your paperwork in a more timely fashion?"
"Maybe if you didn't insist on me filling it every single day."
"You have cases nearly every day, that means paperwork every day."
"But it's boring!"
"Tsuzuki... there's no getting out of this: it's part of the job."
"It's the part that sucks the most."
"Tsuzuki... if you're trying to wear down my sanity, you're succeeding."
"Good. That's what the paperwork does to *my* sanity."
Konoe looked in at the door. "Tatsumi. Tsuzuki. My office. Now."
"Now we're driving the old man to madness," Tsuzuki muttered.
"How do I convince you to file your paperwork in a more timely fashion?"
"Maybe if you didn't insist on me filling it every single day."
"You have cases nearly every day, that means paperwork every day."
"But it's boring!"
"Tsuzuki... there's no getting out of this: it's part of the job."
"It's the part that sucks the most."
"Tsuzuki... if you're trying to wear down my sanity, you're succeeding."
"Good. That's what the paperwork does to *my* sanity."
Konoe looked in at the door. "Tatsumi. Tsuzuki. My office. Now."
"Now we're driving the old man to madness," Tsuzuki muttered.
