Some studying and afterwards returning the file he had been reading - a restricted medical info one - to Dr. Tomi's office plus a shower later, Soushi was done with his work today. Unless something unexpected happened, he was going to stay in his room for the rest of the night. He didn't really care about seeing anyone right now either, not that he didn't half-expect a certain someone to show up here after work, most likely to complain that Soushi - in Kazuki's opinion anyway - hadn't eaten enough, was overworking, and needed company.

He wasn't about to argue tonight, but that wouldn't be until a few hours from now anyway. Until then, he would make some notes on a certain log file of his.

He finished drying his hair and pulled a shirt on, casually glancing at the aforementioned "other" file on the desk. The analytical side of him had started this back in the day, though he didn't really care to know what Kazuki would have thought of this kind of record-keeping. It made no difference since it was a personal log, and besides-

...Wait.

His eyes locked on the side of the file, catching the "restricted" marking on it. This was unusual. Although this log file in question contained what could be called delicate information, he couldn't recall putting any restrictions on it, much less Alvis ones. He walked over to the desk and picked the thing up, only to narrow his eyes. This... was the restricted medical info Dr. Tomi had borrowed him.

Then where was his personal log concerning Kazuki's sex preferences?

"Doctor? You in? I was supposed to..." Kenji called from the door, then stopped at the sight of an empty room. "Go over those records with you... But I guess not." Dr. Tomi was obviously not in here. Maybe she had left early or was just out doing something, Kenji didn't really know, but that was irrelevant. It just meant that he'd have to come another time - or wait. Since he really wanted to get these records out of the way today, the latter option it was.

He flopped on the nearest available chair, prepared to wait for... maybe fifteen or so minutes before giving up. He looked at the record file he was holding, wondering if he should just try looking through it himself and leave the file here for Dr. Tomi to check, but that kind of defeated the purpose. Maybe not, then. Resolving himself to wait at least twenty minutes, he placed his file down on the desk.

There was another file lying on the desk already, and he reached over and picked it up. Medical records? No, actually it looked like a data log of some kind. He smirked a little as he caught the name "Kazuki" on it somewhere and held the file up for a better look.

"Date: 14/xx/2150," he read. "Another interesting note made today. Kazuki was being louder than usual, so I put my hand over his mouth to silence him. However, it's notable that this seemed to work as a turn-on; I was giving him a hand-job at the time and I'm fairly certain that his erection got harder under my touch. Combined with how quickly he reached orgasm afterwards, this leads me to believe he might be into erotic asphyxiation. However, I believe further experimentation is needed for confirmation."

What was this? Who the hell wrote things like this? It seemed to describe Kazuki's sex life, and... Kenji put the file down, staring at it nervously. The way this was written seemed awfully familiar. He could tell that this person knew Kazuki well and made effort to keep track of... something. It seemed to be some kind of personal log, he concluded as he realized that there were more similar entries on it.

There was also exactly one person who wrote like this around.

Soushi.

Well that certainly explained the part where it had detailed description of what Kazuki liked in bed. That particular information wasn't exactly something Kenji wanted in on, and he stood up slowly and backed away towards the door as if the file was about to turn into Soushi and attack him. Maybe if he returned later for his business, since Dr. Tomi wasn't in. Yes, that sounded like a plan.

There was exactly one place where that file could be at, Soushi knew that as he hurried through the Alvis corridor, pulling his uniform coat on as he went and not caring for a bit about his disheveled look - Alvis coat over his casual shirt, no scarf, and glasses still on. He had somehow mistaken his log file as the restricted one he was now carrying and had left that one in the doctor's office instead. Thinking back at the event that has only taken place maybe half an hour earlier...

Dr. Tomi had been sitting behind her desk reading something that looked important and had barely acknowledged his entrance, and when he had greeted her and told her he was there to bring the restricted file back, she had just nodded and dismissively waved her hand, mumbling something about leaving it on the desk. Soushi had complied and taken his leave, not wanting to disturb her further.

What if she had read it? No, that didn't matter, he told himself. She was a doctor, and even if she was to accidentally read some of the log she would soon realize it was the wrong file and store it away safely.

He hurried his steps further. He would reach the office soon enough, and there was even the chance she hadn't looked at the file at all yet. Even if she had, what he had done was a simple mistake; all he had to do was apologize and return the correct file. She was a doctor and could keep things confidential.

He turned around the corner just to pass Kenji in he corridor.

Well, "pass" wasn't exactly the right word here as Kenji stopped like he had seen a ghost, stared at Soushi for a good few seconds with this strange expression on his face before he cleared his throat, muttered a somewhat forced greeting - and subsequently fled from the site. Soushi caught on quick, though.

"Kenji!" He called, and the other froze on his steps. Soushi made it to him in a couple of strides. "Coming from Dr. Tomi's office, eh? Did you..." Kenji turned to look at him with this innocent grin on his face, but Soushi wasn't phased by it. "Did you happen to come across a... research file that was lying on the desk? I accidentally left a wrong fil-"

"Nope, didn't see a thing!" Kenji quickly claimed, with the grin going as wide as it just could while the look on his face was slowly turning somehow... horrified? Soushi wasn't sure. "I saw nothing! Well, got to go now, I was supposed to take Sakura to..." The rest of what he was saying was unclear as he took a few steps backwards while he was talking, turned on his heel and ran.

Soushi could only stand there and stare after him.

It was all good, a mental voice told him. At least the file was still in the office.