Dazai x Isekaid OC
"For Dazai-san, I can light the world up in flames, and you think I can't kill myself a second time?"
Synopsis:
Waking up in the world of Bungou Stray Dogs wasn't exactly the goal I had in mind when I attempted suicide. Honestly...
Dazai walks into the dimly lit bar lupin to notice his older friend Oda is occupying a stool. A contented smile flashes across Dazai's face. He sits by Oda's side and greets him warmly.
"Ango is probably not going to join us today too."
"He has the most troublesome work out of us all," Dazai lazily responds, motioning at the bartender for his usual, "We'll need the conflict to end to be able to sit together peacefully once again."
"I suppose that is true." Oda gently nods. As usual, Dazai can't figure out what he's thinking behind his nonchalant expression.
"How's Riki-chan doing?" Dazai pauses to acknowledge the bartender placing a glass in front of him, "Aren't the streets getting unsafer by the day?"
"It is, but no matter what I say she isn't agreeing to stop working." Oda sighs helplessly, "She's too stubborn for her own good."
"Reminds me of someone," Dazai eyes at Oda. But his airhead friend is too oblivious to his own stubbornness.
"I'm thinking of taking care of all the kids she lives with. They need an adult, I am one."
"Take care of 11 teenagers? Do you want to start an orphanage by yourself?" Dazai rests his cheek on his palm, smiling merrily at Oda.
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"Would that be hard?"
"It would be easier to end the war and make the streets safe again." He shrugs, but the entertained expression doesn't disappear. "Why don't we make all the kids join the mafia?"
"They'd have to be front-liners, human-shield." Oda looks at Dazai, "Since none of them seem to have an ability except for Ryu-chan."
