A Mafia Black Lotus

01

Another Dazatsu at your service lovely readers 😊. I do hope you enjoy.

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It was an ordinary day at the Port Mafia headquarters. Dazai Osamu skipped through the empty halls with a bright smile on his face as an expressionless Kouyou followed behind him gracefully. It was around nine o'clock in the morning and Mori had called them in for a brief meeting with his other executives. Kouyou had just returned from a mission in the early hours of the morning that day and was extremely tired while Dazai was bursting with energy, which abruptly turned into irritation at the thought of sitting still in a boring meeting when he could be coming up with new ways to poison himself.

They entered the small meeting room a few minutes later and proceeded to choose seats adjacent to each other. Mori entered a few moments later, his expression and footsteps a bit lighter than usual. He sat directly across from Kouyou, organizing some files on the table before actually commencing the meeting.

"Firstly, I would like to discuss this group that has been ste- " Dazai immediately tuned the man out.

There were honestly more than a million things more important than this meeting. He could just read the reports or ask Kouyou to re-brief him on the content of the meeting afterwards anyway.

His mind began drifting to many different places. Odasaku, Ango, Lupin, suicide attempts and even paperwork. As his mind was drifting off like it normally did during meetings, he didn't notice that he'd begun to close his eyes. Mori and the others noticed because even when Dazai wasn't paying attention to meetings completely, he was always somewhat aware of what was happening around him and always had his guard up fully. Before they could ask him what was wrong, the 14 year old collapsed, dropping to the floor from his perch on the office chair.

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Dazai's eyes fluttered open slowly as sunlight shone on him from a nearby window. He groggily turned his head away from the light was shining on him, shifting slightly from where he was laying down on the bed. Wait a bed?  Dazai shot up instantly. What was he doing in a bed? Wasn't he just in the meeting room with Mori and the others? The room didn't look like any of those at the Port Mafia so what was he doing here?

The bedroom he'd awoken in was very large. The bed itself was fairly large, fit for more than a good few people to sleep comfortably in. The headrest was against the wall in the middle of the room and to his left was a large window. In front of the bed there was a moderate sized dresser and to the right, next to what looked like a walk in closet, was a shoe rack filled with many colourful assortments of footwear. From the small gap in the door of the walk in closet, he could see many colourful clothes, suits, dresses and kimonos. The aesthetic of the room was also very pleasing because of how bright and spaceous the white and other soft colours made the room feel.

Dazai then looked down at himself. One of the first things he realized as he looked around was that he wasn't wearing any bandages. He was wearing a blue t-shirt and white knee-length shorts. It was then that he realized that... he was also much taller. He rushed to the nearby mirror he'd seen on his left when he was looking over the room.

He looked in the mirror and confirmed that he was, in fact, much taller. He looked older as well, as if he was in his mid-twenties. As he was glancing over his body, he realized that he was also wearing what looked like a wedding ring. The metal band was silver in colour with a cube shaped frame on the top, containing a gem stone that appeared to be an opal. It looked like a night sky filled with dashes of red, blue, purple and golden stars.