There are faster ways to do things now. Like computers! But heck if Mutsu knows much about them. His eyes follow Saitou's hands curiously and he leans in just a little closer to get maximum fluff. He's a sword and will always seek out and respond well to physical attention but things like this are his favorite.
He doesn't say anything but the cherry blossoms slowly falling around them on an otherwise sakura-less day says everything. He's happy, he's content, he doesn't mind waiting.)
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I might be old-fashioned, but that hardly means I don't make progress. [ Is it time he buys a computer. Or hire a secretary. Maybe a part of him likes paperwork!
It's like a mutual sort of benefit, of sorts. Petting Mutsu makes them end up close to each other, and Saitou gradually shifts so that the other's head rests on his shoulder. Easier to reach like this, plus the weight is comfortable solid.
Now there's cherry blossoms that he has to brush off the paperwork, but they makes the room brighter than it already is. Saitou doesn't consider himself one to smile much; it's easier to just keep his face somewhere between neutral and calm, but with this work, being around sword, with Mutsu? He can't really help it. ] Enjoying yourself, I see.
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There are faster ways to do things now. Like computers! But heck if Mutsu knows much about them. His eyes follow Saitou's hands curiously and he leans in just a little closer to get maximum fluff. He's a sword and will always seek out and respond well to physical attention but things like this are his favorite.
He doesn't say anything but the cherry blossoms slowly falling around them on an otherwise sakura-less day says everything. He's happy, he's content, he doesn't mind waiting.)
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I might be old-fashioned, but that hardly means I don't make progress. [ Is it time he buys a computer. Or hire a secretary. Maybe a part of him likes paperwork!
It's like a mutual sort of benefit, of sorts. Petting Mutsu makes them end up close to each other, and Saitou gradually shifts so that the other's head rests on his shoulder. Easier to reach like this, plus the weight is comfortable solid.
Now there's cherry blossoms that he has to brush off the paperwork, but they makes the room brighter than it already is. Saitou doesn't consider himself one to smile much; it's easier to just keep his face somewhere between neutral and calm, but with this work, being around sword, with Mutsu? He can't really help it. ] Enjoying yourself, I see.