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Osamu goes through the locker room, checking around for contraband.

Koharu and Hitouji have forgotten to hide their lube and condoms again, and there’s a suspicious glint under Koharu’s folded uniform. Osamu doesn’t reach into the locker, mainly because he doesn’t want to deal with Koharu’s whines for whatever the glinting thing is back. Hitouji would beat his partner for losing whatever it was, and that would be bad for moral. Kin’s locker was a mess, and the only thing he was supposed to keep in it was hanging out halfway. Zaizen’s is normal, the kid keeps his nose clean even if no one else on the team does. Kenya’s is stuffed full of love notes, and Osamu will have to find out who let the girls into the clubroom, that’s not allowed after all. Osamu makes a mental note to put Gin on the case.

Gin’s locker is orderly, and is surrounded by the same calm ambience as Gin. Osamu finds the Buddha aura to be a little freaky, but as long as Gin doesn’t turn out like that teacher at Yamabuki Osamu’s okay with it. Chitose left his stash in plain sight again and Osamu confiscates the bag of ‘herbs’. Chitose should know better then to go to other dealers, it’s not like Osamu’s prices are exorbitant, and he keeps the kid out of too much trouble. Osamu saves the captain and vicecaptain’s lockers for last when he does these inspections and there’s a reason why.

“Osamu-sensei.” Shiraishi is a very polite boy, but Osamu hates being called sensei, it makes him feel old. “I didn’t know you’d be looking the lockers over, it’s not the end of the week.” Shiraishi is wet from the shower he just exited, his white towel hanging low on his hips.

“Surprise inspection.” Osamu grins, wrapping an arm around the other’s damp waist. “And I plan to inspect every inch of this clubroom.”

“Joy.”