As someone in the Armed Detective Agency, you would think that Y/n L/n would at least be a little bit productive during the day. Well, you're wrong. However, he always seems to be wide awake during the night, earning himself the nickname "Lazy Worka...
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With Atsushi now officially back at the agency, work has been piling up once again. There was still a lot of debris left over from the attack and paperwork has been piling up to towers once again. The phone was almost constantly ringing with commissions that needed to be worked on.
Y/n, a few staff members, and Yosano were working on the paperwork and phone calls, while Kunikida, Kenji, Atsushi, and the left-over staff member were cleaning up the place. The place was still a mess and when commissioners needed to go to the office, Tanizaki had to use his Light Snow to make the place seem nice. It has taken a lot out of him the past few days.
Y/n hummed to himself as he pulled Tanizaki's hair back and used his usual hair clips to keep his hair out of his face. Y/n did this expertly as he was also reading and writing on some paperwork. Sometimes, most wondered how Y/n can multitask so many chores at once.
"There," Y/n said as he stepped away and collected his paperwork. "All done, 'Ichiro. Now, let's get to work, we have a long day ahead of us."
Tanizaki smiled as he nodded. "Okay! Thank you for doing my hair again," He stated. "I haven't had been able to do it since we're so busy nowadays."
Y/n waved his hand dismissively as he sat in his seat where his desk was at. "Of course. Everyone is busy now, so don't be so stress, we're in the same boat together."
"Y/n, you have another commission coming your way," Yosano called out as Y/n's printer next to him was beeping.
"Got it, thank you, beloved."
"Yeah, yeah."
Y/n collected the papers from the printer and scanned them. He looked back and forth from the paper and his computer screen in order to put in the commission correctly. He set up the time, date, and who the commissioner would be working with. This was his job, so he was expertly skilled at it. Without Y/n, everyone knew that the agency would be very unorganized.
Ring, ri-!
"Hello, deary, you've reached the Armed Detective Agency," Y/n said into the phone that he picked up quickly as he was typing away on his computer. "My name is L/n how may I help you?"
"You're needed for another mission," a voice from the other side of the phone claimed, leaving no room for arguments.
Y/n slightly perked up. He smiled as he stopped what he was doing immediately and leaned back in his chair calmly. "My love, what a surprise! How have you been?"
Multiple people either stopped what they were doing or paused for a moment as they heard Y/n talk on the phone. Y/n doesn't usually call anyone 'love', at least from the agency's knowledge. They all narrowed their eyes slightly as they all secretly listened in.
