𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒅

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟚𝟚 - 𝔸𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕟

She found herself on top of the skyscrapers that also includes in the Port Mafia's territory and one of their main buildings which is known to all those who had lived in Yokohama for quite long time. Her training was complete and her missions lessened than what she had before Oda's demise which gave a huge impact of her life and what she wanted to do in her future. This was one of her preferred places when she couldn't come home (home she refers is that curry shop with Oda and the children) and wanted her solitude. She wanted to have a fresh air, and her simply running through her thoughts without anyone controlling her nor interrupt her by her superiors of even someone inferior than her. She had remember that she never regarded Chuuya without formalities, seeing the events was when she was still a new subordinate under his control. Her superiority among his subordinates are a little higher than the one those in suits. More of a reason she didn't call him without formalities, it would be highly disgraceful and disrespectful for someone with her stature.

She was glad that she was praised by her skills as her mind and agility was the one who she was 2 years later than the timeline. Saying that her skills had advanced in a short amount of time.

She looked below the building, it was too high that people became smaller than ants walking around the bustling city that she missed. She only swayed her legs as she let it hang on the building with her sitting on the corner of the skyscraper. 'Would it be fun to jump down?' she tilted her head due to her curiosity while chuckling at the thought. The young girl thought of the harsh wind she might felt when falling down, looking at the city with awe as she visualize herself falling until she meet the ground with death inviting her with temptation.

"What a beautiful sight to see right, (Y/n)-chan~?" a person from behind chirped with a delighted tone. Without delay, she swerved her head towards the voice she heard. Her eyes dilated and shocked seeing the person she least wanted to see that is no one than the youngest executive before his change of heart. She promptly stood up and let her posture in a stiff yet decent way, to respect the executive's arrival. "Good day to see you Dazai-san" she bowed.

The executive only smiled, yet it wasn't genuine at all. It was ominous and unreadable as his eyes told her the opposite behind his peculiar smile. His smile made the girl afraid yet she refused to show such fear. She had remembered that this was before he permitted to call him without formalities as he bring forth intimidation where ever he goes. This was the day that he became an executive with imprinted onto himself as the youngest executive and perhaps in the near future, he will be the next in line as Port Mafia's boss as he was deemed to be worthy since he was already been recognized by Mori Ougai himself.

It was undeniable that she came back from her darkest moments, as much as she didn't want accept it, she did not have a choice to just simply ignore it. Port Mafia along with the demon prodigy is one of her greatest fears in her prime. "You look stiff, I'm not going to bite you" He ominously chuckled with his eyes looking at her darkly. He lifted a small piece of paper from the pockets of his trench coat giving it to the young girl with his long bandaged hands. "Have you been using it?"

"I have no plans upon using it. It still had a feeling of enmity when I had permitted myself to use it." she said dismissively taking the small paper from his hands and placed it on her pockets. Dazai had placed his fingers upon his chin, rather looking like contemplating over a certain thing however shrugged it, she felt that what he had thought never held any significance of his query tonight. "Don't fret (Y/n)-chan" he enthusiastically encouraged her, patting his bandaged hands on the girl's still shoulders. Bidding her goodbye without any word formulating from his mouth, ambulating towards the rooftop door. She felt that his words of encouragement felt rather void of sincerity despite the elaborate features he displayed of a gleeful manner. She would never estimate what he could do nor think, so it is best not to ponder further regarding his own question. Even though he knew what her response might be, yet he asked as if he was oblivious or did not know her progress despite working under his most hated person. It was like speaking an unspoken phrase similarly to "Mori will still not be pleased." when she did not wanted to use it due to her personal reasons.