The next day, I was busy exploring new things around the building by myself.Chuuya said he was busy and I don't want to bother him.I was walking through a big hallway,dim lights and I saw a metallic door at the end of it.
It was quiet and there were literally no one else other than me.I push the door and it was a big room,with a chandelier at the centre,floor made out of cement,it was like a combination of prison and luxury.
I then read the sign on the door.Training Room 1.
That's odd.I never had been here throughout my shooting,martial arts training.I would train with Kouyou and Elise inside a more special,comfortable training room.But I guess this is just for the norms.
I take a step inside and I saw a closet full of old machetes,swords and guns,all dusty.
I walk towards it and grabs a katana.It had plain design unlike what I would always see.But the thing that caught my eyes were the sharpness of it.Though long in the tooth,the blade is still as sharp as I could tell.I smile at the product.It wouldn't hurt to just take this right?
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Right now,I am busy eating all alone by myself at a sushi restaurant.It's near the Detective Agency,so that's a worry.
The waiter arrives with my food and puts it out in front of.
"Thank you.".I greeted.
I start to eat my food,it has been a long time since i've ate japanese dishes.I miss it very much.But I guess my tummy didn't.After I finished eating,my stomach started to hurt.I guess eating a different kind of food after some years isn't normal for my body.
I get out of the restaurant after I payed.There was really nothing else to do.Usually I will be hectic busy with clients and stocks and stuffs.But today is just,not it.
Sure,I feel a sense of peace not stressing over working,but it still feels weird.Like I have some sense of duty in—
My thoughts were interrupted when I accidentally trip over a man.My head hurts.Ouch.
"Sorry.".I apologised when I noticed I was on top of his body.I notice he had worn a a light brown almost nude clothing.Reminds me of-
I widen my eyes when I saw the face of the man.
Shit.
Dazai.I quickly stand up and scratch my neck in confusion.The man who wore glasses yesterday was beside layed down dazai,crossing his arms.
"Aren't you in the Port Mafia?".He asked.
I nod my head and I can see dazai standing up."Well,well,well if it isn't Y/N who we bumped here?".Dazai speaks out,his voice had a hint of anger a little bit.
"Well-um.Sorry for bumping into you.I'll get going".I said and bow and took my leave.
Embarrassed.Then I can feel someone grabbed my hand.It was dazai.
"That's too bad,y/n-chan.You should come with us.".He said smiling at me.
I look at the glasses man who was raising his eyebrows at dazai.Then dazai quickly pulls me beside him,and walks while still grabbing my hand."y/n-chann! this is Kunikida,and Kuni-kun ,this is y/n!".
I bow my head slightly and Kunikida does the same.
I pull my hand off of dazai's and he just looks at me weirdly."We have an important case right now.Your help will be very valuable indeed,y/n-chan!"
"Sure,whatever".I said.
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We arrive at the place of guilt.An abandoned house,fully furnished and beautiful but it gives off weird vibes..
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Fanfictionsoooo this will be like a fanfic season 4 cuz duh i'm too bored to wait for the new season... but this'll include fem reader ofc sorry to all the males hehe but yea enjoy Trauma Warning