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Kyouka shifted around uncomfortably in her chair.
She was bored, so, so bored. The Detective Agency hadn't had any missions to go on lately, and they can't just call off work all because theres nothing to do. So, for the past week, Kyoukas been sitting on an office chair and writing report, after report, for 9 hours straight.
And god, by the end of those days, her back is so sore, her wrists ache and she desperately craves entertainment.
Just like right now.
Noon has just passed, and the café lunchbreak did not alleviate her symptoms whatsoever. She feels even more exasperated than before, and she's seriously considering asking Atsushi how to do one of his cat-stretches, because god, her back and neck is sore.
She's mindlessly finishing up a report, when the door to the infirmary slides open. There, stands Yosano hauling a big stack of papers she's filed and off she goes to hand them into the finished-report stack, effectively doubling it in size.
Shes walking away back into her office, when she smells what seems to be God's heavenly perfume hanging off of Yosano's neck. And dear lord, it is addictive.
Whatever notes are in there must have been grown in some angels dingy backyard. Right beside the weed.
Kyouka effectively decides that no 15 year old, except for Kenji, will stay at a desk rotting away any longer. So she gets up and makes her way to Yosano's infirmary, where she finds the femme fatale meticulously lining up dozens of pill containters.
"Oh, Kyouka-chan! What a pleasent suprise. What brings you here?" Yosano delights, offering a warm smile. Looking at her, Kyouka can note the exhaustion in her eyes, no doubt caused by the lacklustre days.
"Well, I've just been bored lately. Do you think we could do something together after work?" Kyouka suggested, trying her best to give a shy smile in return, although it was unnatural.
Yosano's face lights up as if shes been waiting. "Oh, that'd be wonderful. Do you have any idea on what we could do?" She looks at Kyouka with such adoration.
Kyouka pouts, looking up at the cieling in consideration. Thrifting, make-up (Yosano's been nagging her about teaching her), her mind drifts along many ideas, when her mind locks in on one idea.
She looks back at Yosano, her lips tilting up into a playful grin without her realizing it.
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The indigo-violet pair stood brave infront of a large cornerstore in the shopping district of Yokohama.
The cornerstore being, a perfumery. Even just standing in the entrance, you could smell all sorts of jasmine, vanilla and rose notes dusted throughout the store. All of the aromas to choose from was almost overwhelming, but the two stayed strong and ventured in.
"So, what 'kinda perfume do you want?" Yosano questioned, looking at Kyouka's wandering eyes. She was hoping to get a head-start, so they could quickly find the section where Kyouka's Perfect Perfume™ layed.
"Mmm.." Her voice was so soft, you could hardly hear it over the jazz music playing from the speakers. "I think I want something sweet, but not too sweet." She decided, looking up at Yosano and meeting her magenta pupils.
"Hmm, sounds good. I think it might be over.. here." Yosano leads with her nose, bringing Kyouka's vision to a gourmand sign infront of a large portion of perfume bottles, all varying in size.
Kyouka skips over to the fragrances, making her place infront of the line-up as Yosano eyes a note list on the label. "How about this, Kyouka-chan?" Yosano hands the tall bottle over, cap already taken off. When Kyoukas smells, she visibly recoils, starting a heartfelt laugh from Yosano.
"It's wayy too sweet, Yosano-sensei!" Kyouka glares up at Yosano, a small smile on her lips.
"I'm sorry, I thought you would've had better tolerance to sweetness~"
"I'm not going around smelling like a bakery." Kyouka huffs, snickering to herself as she picks up another bottle, a shorter one, square in shape.
When she puts her nose up to the nozzle, she's pleasently surprised. Definitely a contender, she thinks, as she gives Yosano a chance to smell.
"I think this one suits you." Yosano comments, smelling it once more to double check. Its sweet, definitely has a caramel note in it, but it for-sure won't noseblind anyone. Kyouka swears she smells a bit of coffee in it.
The next contender is an unlikely candidate. It's not very sweet, but it has a kind amber and rose tone to it. It's definitely not sweet like.. the first, or the second, but it smells lovely and Kyouka can't stop sniffing it.
"So much for sweet." Yosano smirks, watching Kyouka hold the bottle close to her chest.
"It smells so amazing."
"Oh?" Yosano chirps up. "Do you think this is the one?"
Kyouka groans. "I can't decide if I want this or something sweeter.."
In the end, the two decide on finding one more contestant to grade, this next one being sweeter once more.
It's a blend of sandalwood and cinnamon, with a noticeably stronger cinnamon scent. Kyouka fawns over this one as well, looking up at Yosano with heart eyes.
"Yosano-sensei, I'm really in-love with this one and the other sweet one." Kyouka smiles gleefully.
Yosano chuckles. "Well, we can always get both, y'know."
Kyouka looks like she just had an epiphany. "Wait, really?"
It's times like these that Kyouka trult seems her age. Yosano finds it incredibly endearing.
"Uh-huh. I wouldn't mind getting them both." Being a freelance surgeon for the hospital really pay well.
Kyouka's eyes are in creasents and her voice is warm. "Thank you so much, Yosano-sensei!"
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Atsushi cannot focus. At all.
He's trying so, so so hard to focus his mind on the papers infront of him, on the pen but he physically cannot.
The heaven taking up all of the space in his mind is that warm, caramel and coffee scent radiating from Kyouka-chan. He will not be disappointed if their dorm smells fully like cinnamon, sandalwood, caramel and coffee for the next few days. Weeks. Years.
All he can do is keep smelling, and pray that Dazai doesnt find him smelling the air.