reigen arataka has no idea

October 6

"Yes, tomorrow we'll all go out together!" Reigen exclaims, flashing an excited smile. The several highschoolers in the room murmur in agreement to the plan. Mob and his friends. Reigen of course knows their names, especially the name of Mob's brother, but it's easier to reference them as such in Reigen's mind. Calling them out one by one would just be tiresome.

It's a little while longer before everyone leaves the office building, leaving only Mob and Reigen once again. The other kids had just stopped by, for whatever reason. Mob was probably with them before his shift. 

Reigen stares at his student briefly before trying to strike up a conversation, "Uh, Mob, seeing as you and the group will be hanging out tomorrow after your school hours, you won't have any work, again. I apologize for making you take off two extra times this week, without much future warning. I've decided... You will still get pay for those days. Since it is not your fault that you couldn't put it any work hours."

Mob's head is turned to look at Reigen, but not his full body. He dips his head slightly in response, "Oh, thank you, Master. That's very kind of you," Mob resumes his empty gaze at the wall, zoning out once more. Reigen always wondered if this was something he should take concern to, but it didn't seem to really negatively impact anything, like working or communication.

Reigen pretends to do something important on his laptop, clicking away randomly at a browser flash game. 'Very kind of him'? Was it? Reigen didn't think of it exactly as a kind act. But, now that he thought of it, it was improved behavior from what he usually showed... Reigen winced slightly, biting his tongue. But he shakes his head when he realizes that he is simply overthinking it. It's not that serious. You paid your student for work he did not do, and he thanked you. 

Mob seems to be sketching in a small book, maybe notes or drawings. Or maybe even a story of his own. It makes one curious, to imagine what a boy like him would come up with. Would he write simple stories, ones with lives that are regular, something that he more so wants? Or would he manage to come up with something even more extreme than his daily life, a world where something even better than psychics exist, one where a different hero will stand in front of everyone.

Does he see himself in the heroes? Reigen wonders. Or does he not realize the incredible acts that he does in this world. Well, incredible under Reigen's teachings... Mob is still learning. 

But it's none of Reigen's business. Mob can write about whatever he wants. He might not even be writing anything right now.

Reigen exits the tab on his search engine just as someone throws the door open to the office. An older woman, clearly distraught, glances around the room as quickly as possible. Once she sees Reigen, she leaps forward to approach him and his services. She's incredibly out of breath, and immediately ready to share her story. 

Reigen puts on his business face, fixing his suit's pink tie as words begin to fill the room.