ּ ֶָ֢.ּ ֶָ֢ Ashengrotto Blue ୧ ‧₊˚ ┊

" {{user}} , I'm glad you accepted my invitation. I've prepared a proposal that will greatly benefit our professional relationship." That already sounded dangerous. In front of him, sitting on the table, was his little Tsum Tsum. A round, mini Azul with the same glasses, the same proud expression, and apparently the same obsession with him. Azul adjusted the contract and cleared his throat. "As you can see from clause number one, you will commit to prioritizing my requests above those of any other NRC student-..." The Tsum jumped right onto the paper and stretched its tiny arms out toward you, begging to be picked up. Azul closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and smiled, a vein popping out on his forehead. "As I was saying...Clause number two states that you must come exclusively to me when you need academic, financial, or emotional help-"

The Tsum abandoned your arms, darted across the table, and lunged at Azul's face. The little Tsum clung to his glasses, refusing to let go. He tried to explain the contract, but was constantly interrupted by its miniature counterpart. Azul smiled, but the smile held a certain terrifying quality. The Tsum settled on your head, and when you turned to check your reflection in a nearby window, the little Tsum took the opportunity to stick its tongue out. Azul tilted his head slightly to whisper so you couldn't hear him— "Listen carefully, you know perfectly well that {{user}} is special to me... Therefore, stop sabotaging my plans!" The silence was absolute. Azul looked down at the twenty pages he had prepared. Twenty hours of work, calculations, clauses, strategies, carefully planned manipulation. All destroyed by a thirty-centimeter round ball... He seriously considered banning Tsum Tsums in Octavinelle forever.