Grim's Eternal Repose | bsd x male reader |

Chapter 8

Good afternoon Mr. Sato,

This email has been sent to you, by the agency, to update you in regard to the latest request you've sent._

'How should I phrase this...' M/n asked himself, his hand typing away on his laptop.

We would like to tell you_

M/n quickly pressed delete. 'No that doesn't seem right...'

Due to the current circumstances we are displeased to tell you that your request has not yet been

"Hmmm...." M/n hummed rereading the sentence. He opened another tab. 'What's another word for received'

'Be presented with, acquire, obtain, gain, collect? No this isn't what I'm searching for..'

Another word for taken

He quickly scrolled to the bottom after being displease at most of the words given by the search engine

Examine

'Yeah that's good enough' he went back to the drafted email

we are displeased to tell you that your request has not yet been examined by one of our staff members._

'I should change tell to inform...'

we are displeased to inform_ you that your request has not yet been examined by one of our staff members.

After that small nitpick out of the way he continued on with the email

However, your request will still be examined in the near future. Additionally_

"..."

Another word for additionally

However, your request will still be examined in the near future. Furthermore, for the time wasted, we would like to compensate you. For further details please send us an email as soon as possible.

Sincerely, The Armed Detective Agency._

Although the last sentence didn't seem right, maybe it was too short or that it ended too abruptly, it seemed good enough, M/n pressed send as he finished another email

He stretched his arms, his back arching as he does so, and lets out a much needed yawn.

"Hey Kunikida, I finished sending all the emails from the destroyed cases" M/n reported, He reached for the coffee and took a sip, his face going from relieved to displeased in the matter of seconds as he put the cup down. 'The coffee has gone cold...'

"Ah- good job" Kunikida replied, not paying attention as he continued to focus on his own work, typing away again on his own laptop. "How about the paperwork I sent you last week?" He asked

"All done" M/n answered. He bent down under his desk and pulled out a stack of papers. A small tired smirk of pride on his face.

Kunikida stopped typing and looked up from his laptop. "Wow, that was quick" he mused "I expected you to be 5/6 of the way done"

"That's not all" M/n continued as he pulled out another stack of papers from underneath his desk "here's most of Dazai's paperwork that I did as well"

Kunikida's eyes glanced at the pile of papers then to the clearly tired M/n then back to the papers "are you okay?"

"Never better" M/n replied, one of his eyes twitching as he said so

Kunikida lets out at tired sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose, he was tired, only he and M/n are still doing the paperwork at the moment

"So how about a raise?" M/n hinted as his fingers tapped away in a rhythm on his desk

Kunikida let's out another sigh, of course it's about the raise "I'll think about it, but you, however should get some rest" he began scolding "you're working two jobs, you'll be overworking yourself to the bone if you keep that up"

"I'm fine" M/n dismissed. He got up and carried the stacks of paper to the storage room as Kunikida also got up to help him with the door "I wont die if I do a little overwork", 'especially since I'll get that raise'

Kunikida raised a brow "you sleep only three times a week at 2:30am and have sweets and noodles as your only source of nutrients, it's a miracle you haven't collapsed yet"

"Who told you that?" M/n grumbled, his face popping out the door.

"You did" kunikida deadpanned

"Well then who said I'll do it again?" M/n excused.

Kunikida rolled his eyes, he wasn't sure if M/n was either a genius or a masochist. Yes, Kunikida is a workaholic, they both are, but even to him, all of that was too much.

"I'm serious" kunikida said sternly "it's better if you get some rest"

M/n pulled out a box from the shelf and made his way to his desk "yeah, yeah I will" he nonchalantly replied without a care in the world. He blew the dust off the lid and searched through its contents.

The box contained different reports ranging from dangerous cases such us serial killings to petty crimes such as robberies.

"What are you searching for?" Kunikida asked as he stood next to him.

"An old report" M/n replied "apparently someone misplaced a report in one of the old boxes, so I went to look for it"

M/n pulled out the final report, the paper, beginning to go brown from age "here it is"

Kunikida leaned closer to read it "this is the incident in Sapporo is it not?"

"That is correct" M/n huffed as he placed the wrinkled paper in a clean folder.

"Now that that's out of the way, want some sweets?" M/n asked. He pulled the bottom drawer on his desk. Revealing different sweets, mostly candy, neatly laid inside.

Although, upon further inspection, there seemed to be much less than before.

Ranpo.

He only lets out a deep sigh, there's no point in going after the short, gremlin detective. It was to be expected.

"No thanks, I'm not into sweets" Kunikida rejected the offer

"You sure?" M/n asked as he pulled a bag of cola gummies and ripped it open "I have a bunch of different candies that aren't that sweet-oh I even got licorice, you like licorice right?"

Kunikida blinked a few times at the candy, there was in fact a section filled with licorice candy, it wouldn't hurt to eat some.

He took the candy and bit off a piece of the licorice, The candy's dark surface yielding to his teeth due to its rubbery texture before it finally broke off.

"It's chewy" Kunikida remarked

"It's licorice"

Ring! Ring!

Oh the phone...

Ring! Ri-

"Hello?" Kunikida asked, placing the phone next to his ear "ah- yes I'll be there in a moment."

"Going somewhere?" M/n asked, getting a nod from Kunikida as he finished the rest of the licorice stick

"Are you going to place the box back?" Kunikida asked, pointing out the dusty box that is still on his desk

"Oh right- the box" M/n remembered, he set down the gummies on his desk and made his way back to the storage room with the box under his arm

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A/n

So.....

I'm late......

Sorry about that...