[Private to Shunsui Public as All Hell, Oops] [Voice]
[Nanao's tone is frosty and curt, for all that she's clearly frazzled]
Kyouraku Shunsui. There is something in the administrative office that is currently drunk off its rocker on your finest sake and blowing about my papers on a delightful little gale. When I approached, it requested to be "
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