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He's Just No Good For You

Long ago, Chuuya had decided that he never wanted to be in charge of a criminal organization ever again.

Been there, done that. 

That whole thing with the Sheep had crashed and burned quite spectacularly when one of the members of his little band of juvenile delinquents stabbed him in the gut. Even before they betrayed him, things weren't going so great. Sure, he was their King, but a king who danced to their every whim. 

It took a lot, Chuuya had come to realize, being in charge. And he simply wasn't cut out for it. Not then, and most certainly not now.

I mean, it's not like this is for real, Chuuya thought, I'm only the Boss for the time being. Everything will go back to normal soon. Dazai'll think of something.

Dazai, despite being a total waste of oxygen, was admittedly very clever. 

And Chuuya...well...he trusted him. Was that weird? Hating Dazai with every iota of his being, but trusting him more than anyone else in this world? He often pissed himself off when he considered just how much he trusted that bandaged bastard to help him out in a pinch.

Yeah...everything will go back to normal soon...

But still. 

He was sitting at Mori's desk, every Port Mafia asset at his disposal. It was the type of power that was all too easy to get drunk on. Not that Chuuya was the type of person to succumb to that sort of thing. But still!

He sighed, looking over his surroundings once more. Those mechanical shades that blocked the light coming from the large windows were down, a ghostly orange glow illuminating the spacious room instead. Mori had cleared his things out before Chuuya's arrival, not a scalpel in sight.  

It was so dark...so quiet...what exactly did Mori spend his entire time doing in here again?

"Chu-chu, braid my hair!"

Chuuya startled, whipping around to see a certain little blonde girl at his side.

"Elise?" he said, "When did you get in here? Shouldn't you be with the B-Mori?"

Elise pouted, "Rintaro is bo-ring. And he never lets me do anything -- I like you much better Chu-chu!"

"Yeah but..." Chuuya said, "aren't you...like...his ability?"

"So? He'll be fine. Braid my hair!"

If it were anyone else, Chuuya probably would have lost his temper and told them to get out of his sight unless they wanted to know what it was like to be crushed by the power of gravity. 

But considering that this was Elise, and the fact that he really didn't have anything else to do -- he instead released another sigh, stood, and patted the top of the desk.

"Sure. Hop up here."

"Yay!" Elise chirped, doing just that. 

She began humming, kicking her small red-shoed feet back and forth as Chuuya took up her golden locks in his gloved hands. He lost track of exactly how much time had past until he finished. 

When he did, Elise jumped up to her feet and spun around, "Thank you Chu!"

"You're welcome -- just, get down from there before you fall off-"

Elise did not, "Can I braid your hair next?"

"Absolutely not. Really Elise, you might fall."

When the spinning girl showed no sign of stopping, Chuuya picked her up off the desk and set her on the floor. She blinked up at him like a confused kitten.