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utahime trails her trimmed fingernails along the wall leading to shoko's office. she listens to the low, scratchy sound being made as her nails drag along the wall. she lowers her arm as she makes it to shoko's office, readying herself to twist that doorknob and see the state that shoko looks like inside. utahime hasnt been able to check on her all day since she's been busy training kyoto's jujutsu high students. she grasps the knob and slowly opens the door-- finding shoko's figure slouched over, resting on her desk, her pale skin glowing in the dim light.
"ieiri, are you doing ok?"
"dont give me that proper bullshit, utahime."
utahime winces, before trying again. "are you managing, shoko?"
"try again, 'hime."
utahime sighs. "you ok baby?"
"there you go. yeah, im ok. today wasnt as bad as i thought it would be."
"i always tell you to not think pessimistically." utahime murmers, walking towards the chair shoko is slouched in. "baby, you look like a shrimp right now."
"oh hush. where were you today? i really wanted to see you today, especially 'cause someone said they'd arrive in this morning."
utahime wraps her arms around shoko (and the chair). "i know, i know. im sorry i couldnt get here when i said i would shoko, ive been busy training up the students all day for the sister-school event."
"gramps seriously held you back from leaving so you could train them?"
"yeah, you know him... im just glad im free tonight and tomorrow. nice little break for me before the event kicks off."
"nice little break for us, you mean."
"yes, thats what i ment baby."