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Know who was not proud? This man right here.
Folding his arms across his chest as it puffed out, Charles looked down the bridge of his nose at January as though she had just knocked the cookie jar off the counter and shattered it to the ground - something Junichiro had been known to do quite often. This was a very VERY large jar of cookies.
Hand still extended palm up, there was a brief moment of relief in her actually handing them over. Whether she was simply good at following orders or she trusted him - though he chose to believe it was both - was of little consequence in the moment as his eyes were trained to the papers. And there were a LOT of them.
Carefully sifting through them, his brow creased and eyes narrowing, he felt his back teeth set sharply on one another and even grind a little. "....months ago," he repeated in frustration. He felt little relief in knowing she had taken extra precautions, it was just more things occurring immediately under his nose and having no idea. It was unnerving. "You are to inform me whenever you receive a new one. No more secrets of this severity or any, January. Understood?" Non-negotiable, though that went without saying.
And then came the voice from the other side of the door.
Well then.
"Who is that?" he inquired, glancing up from the topmost threat and back to his Senior Undersecretary. He was not yet acquainted enough with each employee to know them solely by the sound of their voice. "Shall we invite them in so they may debrief me?"
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