Snapping Flowers

"Fucking bullshit, why do I have to babysit this fucking brat." The sky was clear above, but as for Yuenū there might as well have been thunderclouds. Darui, the beloved of their village, had been sent away on a diplomatic mission and for some godforsaken reason had insisted she would take care of his apprentice for the time being. Of course Yuenū had told him to go and fins someone else to take care of it, but Nakamura had overheard their conversation and didn't hesitate to jump in, saying he and the rest of the staff would be perfectly capable of managing the prison alone. Not like she payed any attention to that hippie, but when he threatened pursue a revision of their security system if she showed up to work, Yuenū didn't really have a choice. Not that they could afford to fire her, but he could perfectly reorganize the prison so her authority would be compromised without it affecting its efficiency. Spineless idiot.

So there she was, pounding the ground with every step she took in the direction of the Cloud's training grounds. She was still trying to grasp why the hell she had been assigned to this - she lacked the experience, motivation and general empathy to work with kids. Well, don't blame her if the kid didn't come back in one piece. Yuenū betted Nakamura was probably laughing his ass off right now behind his stupid desk. When she finally arrived at her location, she tried to express her frustration by snapping the wooden sign at the entrance in half with a kick. The kid better not be late.