It was a normal day at the prison island Nanba. The guards were doing their rounds and prevented break outs from their prisoners. Even cell 13 from building 13 was remarkable docile. But everything changed the life of the prisoners and their guards...
It had been a few weeks already since the warden had introduced Ayumi to the other buildings. Everyone liked her, guards and inmates, except for Hajime, but those were mutual feelings.
She wasn't really overzealous as well to work with him, but because of a certain boss lady, the two had more dealings with each other than they would normally have to. If Momoko wouldn't be her older sister, Ayumi would already be very angry at her, but sadly, she was.
And so she was once again on an errand to deliver some papers to Building 13 from the headquarters. Guess who had told her to do that? Grinding her teeth in displeasure, she walked through the dark, cold corridor of the prison, looking at the file in her hand.
Why the heck was she doing this? There was more than enough staff in the headquarters, who could do the job as well. But of course, she was the one who had gotten stuck again with the icky job.
Groaning loudly, she massaged her temple as she continued her way to the supervisor's office. But then, a sudden voice made her stop her tracks. "Oh, Supervisor Hyakushiki!" She turned around and saw a young man with light blue hair coming at her direction.
Her facial expression softened. "Seitarou. How many times have I told you already not to call me like that? It's just Ayumi. I'm not really comfortable being treated so formally. Besides, you're older than me." "Aah! I'm very sorry, miss!" Embarrassed he bowed to her, feeling very bad for his behavior. "I'm so sorry that I offended you like that. I hope you can forgive me."
He bowed again and again, showing her how sorry he was for that. That only made Ayumi feel bad herself. "Seitarou, please stop it. It's okay, really. Just . . . Just remember it for the next time, okay?" She grabbed his shoulders and straightened him up, in order to stop his torso from going up and down for a few times more.
With one of her sweet smiles, she tried to show him that there was nothing to worry about. He gazed back at her with teary eyes, sniffed and nodded. Giggling because of his cute, innocent behavior, she wiped away the tears of the corners of his big eyes.
How come that a pretty guy like him was working in a place like this? He could be a model with his looks, sadly he hadn't the confidence to do something like that. It was a shame. But he was doing a good job here, despite him always being on the verge of tears about the smallest events.
However, it was really cute in Ayumi's eyes. He was Building 13's little sunshine, a real cinnamon bun. You just wanted to hug and cuddle him.
Then a sudden idea came to her mind. Since she had been lucky to run into the assistant guard, she maybe was able to avoid another meeting with his superior.
"Say, Seitarou. Are you on your way to Hajime's office by any chance?"
"Hm? Um, yes, I am. Why?"
"You see, I've got another file from the headquarters. They asked me to deliver it to him since I happened to be around. But you see . . ."
"You want me to do it? No problem! I can do that for you."
Seitarou took the file from her with a soft expression. Immediately her whole face brightened up and she clapped her hands together in thanks. Her eyes sparkled in relief and she gave him one of her cutest smiles. "Thank you so, Seitarou! You're saving me. I owe you a big one for that."
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