Big Bad Wolf of Hololive

Ferocious Festival

"Please just... just come out peacefully-"

"Yada! You can't make me come out! I'm a human and I have rights!"

Sakamata Chloe's muffled voice could be heard behind an office closet door as that same closet was surrounded by some of her genmates, Iroha and Lui, A-Chan as well as a janitor who held a mop bucket that had sudsy water. The room was actually A-Chan's office after she had tried to lure Chloe in, but now it was a sudden hostage situation with the hostage being A-Chan's delicate work portfolios within said closet.

Everyone would let out a collective set of groans with a combined facepalm as a certain wolfman assistant manager walked by the door. He seemingly didn't notice them as he continued past the door yet, soon came back around with a cocked eyebrow. Tsukikage wore his usual work attire of rolled up button up, a vest, khakis and shoes with tie. However, he now hd a new addition in the form of a cotton ball in his right ear.

"Uhm...is all well?"

"Tsukikage!"

In unison, the manager, idols and even the janitor would appear in front of Tsukikage as he let out a yelp with a step backwards. Yet he soon gained a soft smile that made the others beam with hope that made Tsukikage grow confused as to why they seemed disheartened at first.

"Is...all well?"

"Short story? No. We're trying to get Sakamata to come out and take a bath for rehearsal."

"Eh?"

"Last time, the choreographer complained about her. Saying she was a mix of Godzilla sludge and sea foam."

"Geh. Yikes."

A-Chan and Iroha's comments made Tsukikage cringe up before he sniffed the air. Sure enough, his face would cringe up before looking over at the closet down. Looking back at the others, he would point his thumb at it and cause them to give him a nod that made him chuckle. He would speak as he approached the closet more appropriately.

"No problem. I used to be a belligerent pup at one point. Bath time was a biiiig no no for me. Luckily for us, my mother's little life hack worked a hundred-percent of the time."

He said this with a confident enough grin that made it be known that he knew what he was doing yet, the others exchanged looks of confusion. They knew he had it in the bag, but a life hack that isn't some inefficient five-minute alternative was rare. However, he quickly put those thoughts to rest when he stopped next to the door and cleared his throat.

"T-Tsukikage-san? Is that you?"

"Of course it is, Sakamata. Hope you are doing well despite all the negativities of the situation at hand. Yet, I need to ask something."

"What is it-?"

"Did you pay for this closet?"

Immediately, everyone's blood ran cold as they gained wide eyes due to how Tsukikage had delivered the question. It was straightforward, impossible to somehow mangle in translation and best of all? It was in a way a mother would say that very sentence. Now Sakamata would grow confused, but she was still somewhat hesitant to NOT come out the closet.

"Wh-What-?"

"Do you, Sakamata Chloe, have ownership of this very closet that you reside in due to having bought it? Did you even look at it in an office furniture catalogue?"

"I-I...N-No, I don't-"

"Interesting. So would you be willing to say that it belongs to A-chan, or staff members in general, in this situation?"

Tsukikage had done a full one-eighty in terms of personality as he went from this semi-awkward assistant manager, to this confidence fueled man leaning against the closet. Even checking his nails as he did so, which it should be added that his nails had actually grown a bite. Causing him to cock an eyebrow and run his thumb over said nails before going back to the task at hand.