The Black Hawks were very peculiar. Konatsu never thought of that when he first entered the office of the infamous group.
The Chief of Staff Ayanami, also known as the vessel of Verloren, is unusually quiet. He just gave the Begleiter a brief glance and a curt nod, not bothering to give a formal introduction.
The seemingly plausible man in his mid thirties seating a few inches away from the Chief of Staff greeted him. He even gave Konatsu a proper introductory about his duties which his supposed to be mentor is supposed to give. Said mentor is lounging lazily on his desk, a lollipop in his mouth.
Opposite the lazy man was a very unusual pair. A tall, pale and expressionless man carrying an eye patched pink haired boy.
“Uh, I forgot to introduce myself, I am Katsuragi,” he introduced himself before extending his hand to the desk where the unusual pair was staying. “That’s Kuroyuri and his Begleiter Haruse”
“Um… Nice to meet you, Kuroyuri-san, Konatsu-san”
The sleeping eye patched boy shifted in the tall man’s arms. “Nice to meet you, Konatsu”
“Kuroyuri-sama, are you awake already?” the tall man asked, his tone was oddly gentle despite and his once stone countenance changed to a caring one.
“Eh?” Konatsu stared at them, flabbergasted.
Haruse looked up, meeting the younger teen’s amber orbs, a slight smile curved from his lips. “You must’ve mistaken me for Kuroyuri-sama, Konatsu-san. I am Haruse, the Begleiter”
The blonde teen quickly bowed low in apology, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to”
“Haruse, he’s easily flustered,” Kuroyuri remarked, he was looking at Konatsu with half opened lids.
“That’s right, Kuroyuri-sama. Are you done teasing him?”
“You don’t have to place it that way,” Kuroyuri replied, smiling and drifting back to sleep.
Konatsu blushed, obviously embarrassed.
“Don’t worry about it, Konatsu-kun. Some people tend to confuse them also,” Katsuragi’s smile was sickeningly sweet coupled with the telltale emphasis of the word, ‘confuse.’
The blonde sweat dropped, there’s something about their atmosphere that made him feel tense than usual.
“Kat-chan~ how rude, you didn’t even introduce me~” Major Hyuuga, Konatsu’s mentor, whined in a childish voice uncharacteristic for a man in his late thirties.
Katsuragi simply smiled, “That’s not my job, Major,” he turned to the Begleiter leading him to the desk assigned for the latter while ignoring the rants of the major.
“There you go,” out of the group, Konatsu found Katsuragi’s presence comforting since he was more normal than the others.
“Thank you, Katsuragi-san,” the Begleiter smiled to express his gratitude. The older man simply smiled again before returning to the book that he was reading.
Major Hyuuga noisily moved his chair towards his Begleiter’s desk. “Hi there, Konatsu-kun”
“Uh, Major-”
“Hyuuga, my boy,” the major’s voice was really childish and no matter how many sides the Begleiter tried to think him out, he just knew that this man don’t take matters at hand without the dilly dally smile on his face.
Hyuuga pulled out something from his desk- - a bunch of paper works which he place on the empty space of his Begleiter’s table.
“Hmm… mind doing this for me?” he popped a freshly opened lollipop in his mouth, another carefree smile painting in his lips.
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