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She waited five seconds. Five second increments really seemed to be her thing. When five seconds passed, and the Grunt hadn't picked up on what he was to do, the pink-haired Elite gave him some food for thought.

"I suggest you get started with your reading, since I noticed that you were not really reading when I got here earlier. Take a seat and begin in 5...4...3..."

The short pink-haired girl did not say a word commending him for his efforts. No. This was just desserts for such a lowly, useless Grunt.

She rounded the desk, twirling her knife over her finger and putting it back in her pouch. Kunai stopped immediately next to the Grunt Sorano. She didn't turn to face him as she addressed him, but she informed him "I will return. I will not humiliate myself any further by remaining in a uniform of such a lowly rank."

With that, she exited. Sorano would get a short break from the Elite Agent, for now.

When Kunai returned, she was just as she normally was. Pink pigtails, baggy pants, midriff exposed, and that serious expression that seemed to never leave her face. It really did make that brief encounter with "Melly" all the more surreal. Had Melly just been a dream for Sorano?

This Grunt went relatively unnoticed it would seem, for Kunai began to gather all her materials from the previous undercover work she had just done for Sorano's benefit. She took the Styrofoam bust and wig, then left the room again. It would seem that her new student would not be inconveniencing her regular daily schedule. Several times, she returned to the room simply to gather some things, then exited.

Once she finally returned and seemed to settle in, she pulled out her laptop and sat at her desk. She seemed perfectly fine with ignoring the teal-haired man in the room with her. She had things to do. If anything, this would serve as a preview to the rest of Sorano's days in the near future.

One book a day.

Just one book a day.

How long had this Grunt been there, wasting space in her office? The teal-haired man didn't even look like he had made it past a single chapter by the time she had finished up all of her office work. He probably had finished off at least that much, but in her critical mind, he should have been done with at least half of the book by now.

Grunt Sorano is apparently the bottom of the barrel when it comes to his intellect. She mentally made this note, then stood herself up.

"Your slow performance upon such a simple task makes me wonder about your reading comprehension levels, Agent."

She walked up next to him, once again not looking at him. He was a very reactive man, and would probably start sweating some more just by the proximity. He was already starting to smell up her office with all of his sweat. As she stood there, she pulled the single ball upon her belt up to her hands. It was purple, with that elusive little white "M" on it.

"I will continue to monitor your progress. I have priorities elsewhere. You do not leave until you have finished, and when you finish, you close the door as you leave. It will lock on its own. Do I make myself clear?"

She turned and faced him, her green eyes once again attempting to burn holes through his skin as she glared at him.

"Let me repeat myself, Agent. Do I make myself clear?" Her free hand was already reaching back to her side pouch. Sorano could make out the faint glint of her knife.

Her knife twirled along her finger and was placed back in its pouch the moment he rectified his response.

"I will continue to monitor your progress. I sincerely hope for your own benefit that you finish that book and are gone before I return, Agent."

Stiffly, the pink-haired Elite then marched out the door, as if she had some sort of duty to fulfill. In Kunai's mind, she did have a duty. It was her duty to keep her skills as sharp as possible. A tool is not useful if it goes dull, after all.