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After the situation that happened at the bridge, I decided it would be best to keep my eyes peeled. I mean, I, the Y/n Dazai, is fragile during these times. I can't die by my hands, but by the hands of those.. mindless creatures, I most certainly can. So I tried my best to avoid those mindless slaves, but no matter how hard I tried, they all kept crawling back. Which we had to fend off, at some point dazai tried throwing himself into horde but I grabbed him by the collar whilst glasses kept his grip onto my brother's torso.

It had been a few hours since I've began walking with my brother back to our base. Of course, the homeless group followed behind. The street was desolate, the traffic lights flickered from red to green once in a while. The breeze had caught up to us, a shiver sent down my spine. It was so obviously bad news, the sky wasn't light blue anymore, it was overcast. Everyone was as quiet as mouse until the one with the glasses spoke up.

"So-" Osamu was quick to shush glasses, Osamu had averted his eyes towards the office supply store, which seemed to be untouched and full. He had made a motion for the group to follow, I had already understood what he had planned in mind. Everyone entered the office supply store silently, surprised that the electricity in the building was still active, including the heater. So everyone sat around to admire, and take in the heat for a while.

It didn't reek of dried blood, dismembered bodies and yet again, blood. Dazai had grabbed a whiteboard and a dark marker, he cleared his throat, quiet but it was enough for everyone to hear. He slid the marker across the whiteboard, 'We'll take shelter here. The sky is overcast, and zombies tend to get horny over cold weather.' Dazai finished writing, flipping the whiteboard over to the public eye. Em-cee (mc) decided that staring at Sue was probably the best option to do.

Jay and Zion observed the whiteboard before looking away, "Were the last few words necessary?" Dazai only hummed in agreement. I snorted after reading what my brother had wrote, not before slapping his back harder than kunikida ever will. Glasses who's name was actually 'Lawrence' had a look of disappointment, he motioned for dazai to pass the marker, and he did, glasses kid wrote on the board, it saying: "Are you really older than us? Not to mention, DETECTIVES?" I paused at Lawrence's words, I turned my head to meet his hazel eyes.

"We didn't mention anything about our ages, nor our past occupation. Do glasses make you know everything about a person in one glance or something?" I questioned Lawrence, he didn't necessarily respond, he stayed silent. Just as I was about to press the situation further, a girl spoke up.

"Who wouldn't know you? I-I mean, you are apart of the armed detective agency.." The short brown haired girl wrote on the board, I soon recognized as em-cee. I snatched the marker back from em-cee who flinched at the sudden aggressive movement. "right." I wrote.

I wrote no further than that, everyone chattered amongst each other, but I didn't dare mutter any other word. Introductions people!

Everyone had gathered around the heater, admiring it as if it were their new god. They haven't felt heat in a while now, so they were grateful to at least feel some sort of heat. Everyone completed satisfied by the warm temperatures, amazed and in love. They couldn't keep their eyes off of God's best creation yet. They moaned in satisfaction when another wave of heat passed right through them, Osamu turned to face F/n. He stared at them, "Look at them. How cute."

"Em-cee's face looks almost like Kenji's after eating..~" f/n whispered back, but they know well that no matter how cute they may be, they'll never compare to Kenji's.

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"Okay, so to get this straight, you refuse to update any other book and leave it on delivered because YOU felt like it, just to return with a shitty chapter?"

"Yes, I mean, why not? I'm supposed to be on vacation, not updating books."

You leaped into your device and strangled the author, "BITCH-" it turned into a violent fight and the author dies, with you winning the fight. YEHAHHHH

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