A promise...

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-dazai... who is he? -asked that boy

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-that doesn't interest you chibi -he said seriously dazai

That little "friend" only made an expression of hatred towards that foreigner

"Look, idiot, if you don't want the boss to find out that you're talking to potential agency workers," he said, angry and mocking at the same time.

-Hey? What agency? I just know that I'm a tourist and I came to ask the young man if he knew where a hotel is nearby and if you don't believe me here I'll bring my suitcase- I said with a confused tone and pronounced my Russian accent stronger so that he would think I'm a foreigner.

The orange-haired boy just looked at me and made a sneer at me, I put my acting practices to the test when I saw that he just looked me up and down, I just thought (you look at me, idiot, do you like me? disgust that people look at me a lot)

-....and... What is your ability, foreigner? - That made me look stupid, how is it that you know I have an ability?! Does he know me?! I don't think so, I'm only known in Russia...

-Ability?... - Nikolai if your acting classes don't work out, I'm going to kill you...

-Now Chuuya, leave it and I'll go just let me finish my whiskey-dazai said a little tired

-Yes whatever suicidal boy 😒 just hurry up and stop talking to other people- said that orange boy as he left the bar

How hateful he doesn't even realize that my dear dazai is very tired... Maybe he hasn't slept in 3 or 4 days....

-Well... Excuse me... I didn't want your boyfriend to get angry...- I said in an embarrassed and silent way

-Hey?! He is not my boyfriend.. -

-Oh sorry-

What a relief... He doesn't like that boy... Although it seems that the orange boy is in love with dazai...

-eh.... The closest hotel is two blocks away.... And I think there is a Russian translation in case you need it... I hope I've been helpful... Goodbye... - Dazai said while showing his respect when bowing.

-Of course it was helpful, let me pay for his drink to demonstrate my manners binty-

I started to take money out of my wallet to pay the bartender... But that beautiful boy stopped me and said...

-There is no need to pay, I just like to help... -

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾Dazai Narration☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

I don't like being paid for things... I feel more trash than anything... Although... Now that I realize, in this time that I've been talking to this guy... It's as if I feel calmer. .. I even forget about Oda...

That boy reminds me of someone... But who...? He called me Binty? Well .. Binty means bandages .. he will tell by my arms and face ..? But that nickname sounds familiar... I don't know why...

-thank you but no, I don't want to-

I turned to look behind me...

He was no longer .. he Was he gone?

-He's gone young man- said the bartender while he cleaned a glass

- Excuse me what...? -

-he's gone, and he left you this- he gave me a piece of paper that said

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Oh dear Binty,

I miss you more... Than... Anything on my life... Remember to look under your bed... Our little bear is waiting there for you... Binty❤

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Sorry if I'm not posting anything, I entered school... Sorry guys

I will try to do more