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Earlier this week, Nanami found himself in the centre of Geto and Gojo's latest scheme, their laughter echoing in his office after he had reluctantly let them in. He didn't have much tolerance for their childish antics, nor for their endless attempts to coax a reaction out of him, but somehow the two managed to breach his defences again and again. He looked up from his paperwork only to find Gojo lounging across from him, a smirk tugging at his lips, while Geto leaned in from the side, his voice a teasing whisper.
"You know, Nanami," Geto begins, "it wouldn't kill you to loosen up once in a while."
"Can you imagine?" Gojo chimes in, his voice light and endlessly amused. "Our stoic friend? Out for drinks with his employees? Don't make me laugh."
Nanami sighs, his eyes drifting back to his papers as though ignoring them might dispel the ridiculous notion. "I'm busy."
But Geto and Gojo share a glance, clearly undeterred.
"Oh, come on," Gojo presses, leaning forward with a glint in his eye. "You work them to the bone, you've got the whole brooding thing down, but you could use a little bit of fun. Even just once." He waves his hand dismissively. "I mean, you're starting to look a little... boring, even."
A flicker of something crosses Nanami's face—annoyance. He holds his insults back.
Gojo grins, sensing a rare opportunity. "Think of it as team bonding."
"Or just basic decency," Geto adds with a sly smile.
"Fine," Nanami says, interrupting their banter, his voice steady but resigned. "I'll do it. I'll send out an invitation for drinks. But only this once."
Nanami could swear he heard a cheer as they exited his office, no doubt delighted with themselves for having won. By the end of the day, he sends out the email to everyone, concise and blunt, true to form.
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