You again!? -Soukoku-

Chapter 8

It was a sunny afternoon with the wind blowing over the streets and laughter high in the air.

The four of them- Dazai, Kunikida, Ranpo, and Chuuya- had decided to meet at a fast food restaurant to start their class project that was due not soon at all but they had decided it'd be better if they got it over with.

Already changed out of his school uniform and into some casual clothing, Chuuya Nakahara stood outside of the restaurant, waiting for his fellow classmates.

He had been waiting for quite a while, about 20 minutes, he was wondering what was taking them so long, and was slowly beginning to panic that he had come to the wrong restaurant.

Just before he was about to check for the time, his phone had begun to ring.

After fishing his phone out of his pocket he pressed the accept button and put the phone up to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Ah, yes, Chuuya-san was it?" It was Kunikida. The question he asked had no time to be answered though as the blonde continued to speak.

"I have unfortunate new for you and the rest of our peers. I have an emergency to tend to and I am afraid that I cannot come to work on the project today with you and the others, I am terribly sorry for not being available at the moment. Do you think it is best to cancel this meeting with the others and schedule another one?"

As Chuuya took in the information he thought that it would be best if they scheduled for another day, and told Kunikida what he thought.

"Mm, yes you're right. Could you tell the others about this new development?" Kunikida asked.

"Well- they're not here, but I can tell them when they get here, or call them," Chuuya suggested.

"If it's not too much trouble then... I will leave it up to you, Chuuya-san."
Kunikida said and then after they bid each other goodbye, hung up on the phone.

Why had he done that. He really didn't feel like talking to people right now, I mean- he'd just talked to someone right now but still-

Whatever, he better get to calling them.

After informing Ranpo on what had happened - the black haired teen sounded almost happy that the meeting was canceled- he was considering whether or not to call that suicidal bastard or not, well it's not like he had his phone number anyway after deleting it and giving Dazai a fake one just to spite him-

But, that internal dilemma had to be cut short as his phone began ringing. What the hell? Why was this number calling him? Whatever, decline.

But the thing is, after he first declined the call, he got called again. And the same number too!

Decline.

Ring.

Decline.

Ring.

Decline.

Ring.

And that continued for who knows how long before the short male had finally gotten so annoyed with it, that he answered. He put the phone up to his ear and waited to hear who the hell keeps calling him.

And really, he should've known who it was just by the annoying persistence the caller apparently had.

"Nakaharaaaa Chuuyaaaa-kuuun!!!!!!" An annoying but undoubtedly a familiar voice came from over the phone, and you had no idea how hard Chuuya wanted to drop the phone into a garbage incinerator. But, he begrudgingly answered the voice that came from the most annoying person in the planet from Chuuya's perspective.