Nanami

As usual, you were exterminating curses while keeping an eye on your students to see how they were faring. After clearing another building of curses, you took them to a small restaurant and then sent them off to get some rest.

The next morning, you walked into Nanami's office with a smile:

"Sitting around doing nothing again, I see."

You approached him and lay down on the sofa, resting your head on his lap. He frowned and continued looking through his documents.

"You're the one doing nothing, while I'm working. If you have eyes in the back of your head, that's not my fault."

You pouted and pulled off your blindfold, then grabbed some papers and tossed them onto the floor. Just then, someone called Nanami, and he grew even more irritated. He leaned forward to reach for the phone, and you stared ahead in surprise—right at Nanami's chest.