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[itteyosh]

I am not made of stone, you know. No man is an island.

My former students would do well to remember me as less of a taskmaster.

Comments

[hametsunorondo]

It remains debatable.

[itteyosh]

If you cut me, do I not bleed?

[hametsunorondo]

A rock is a metaphor. Hardly literal.

[itteyosh]

So is the blood. I am warm-blooded and human as anyone else, Atobe-kun.

[notsoawake]

Of course we remember that! Silly Kantoku~

[itteyosh]

"Silly"?

I'm sure your sentiments go heeded, Akutagawa-kun.

[notsoawake]

Heeey. You know. Since we're not the whole student-coach separation anymore... you can call me Jirou!

[itteyosh]

I'd rather not

This doesn't mean you may call me Tarou.

[invented_cool]

SIXTH CHAIR.

[itteyosh]

I see this is still a sticking point with you, Oshitari-kun.

[invented_cool]

Until this has been rectified, I cannot accept the doctor's advice.

[piyokashii]

But you WERE a taskmaster- between you and Atobe, trust me, the tasks were very much mastered.

Is... this to do with the closet comment I made the other day? I was only joking...

[itteyosh]

No, no, Wakashi-kun, this has nothing to do with you. I am quite cosy here, in my little cupboard fashioned out of stationary and old discarded sheet music photocopies, humming Bach to myself and waiting with glee for the next work day.

[piyokashii]

Ok sir. As long as you're happy.

Nurse, he's out of bed again-

[u_r_damn_sheep]

Who else is going to shove your idiots out the door?