Bloodshed (Skk)

7- it is not a choice

(Dazai)

"Where am I?" Nobody answered. I slowly opened my eyes in pain, only to see a beige coloured couch. I looked up to see..the agency? Why was I there? Are Chuuya and Sora okay? Please say that they are! I don't want them injured because of me. I couldn't think much more as Atsushi began to scream in my face, nearly making my ear start to bleed. "Dazai! You are okay!" What does he mean? All that I remember is trying to attack that monster and then..I got hit! That's why my head hurts like hell. "The mafia will not be happy about you guys y'know. They will most likely retaliate. Why the hell did you even bring me here in the first place? They will find a way to drag me back to their base one way or another. Plus the fact that I am on the bad side now, your job is to arrest or kill me." They all stood there and stared at me. I sat on the couch, looking back at them.

"Our job may be to kill you, but we can't do it if our feelings are stopping us, you were not only a co-worker to us, but a friend too Dazai, even if you were insanely annoying!" spoke Kenji, sounding genuine and kind. I couldn't help the small smile that slipped with hearing those words. They still think of me as a friend?

"I agree with Kenji, I mean, it's not like it's your fault that you are in the mafia anyways. You didn't have a choice. You did it so that me and Atsushi wouldn't die along with the other guy." Kunikida agreed with Kenji. Everyone was on my side. Well, that was apart from Ranpo. He had his feet on the desk eating some candy. Due to being in a mafia that does alot of murder, I have killed numerous people in the past. And now that I have been dragged back in the mafia, I have killed another ten people so far. All of them were either witnesses to a mission that I had done, or they were the mission. Due to me being good at hiding things like this, my guess is that Ranpo saw everything I did to people. He would have seen them as they screamed and begged for the mercy that would not come.

Ranpo glared at me. He knew of every single fucking crime that I have committed within these two month. If the others don't want me dead, I'm sure that he does. It honestly scared me. Not the fact Ranpo hates me, but the fact that of I was ordered to, I would have no choice but to kill the agency members without any hesitation. What would I do with myself then? By now it was late and everyone was tired. Well then, I guess I'm staying the night. Everybody started to leave after ten more minutes. One by one, they all left apart from a singular person. Ranpo. A shiver crawled up my spine as he stood up and began walking towards me.

"Uuh, yes, Ranpo?" I asked him. He didn't look like his usual self, all happy and smiling. No, he had a blank expression. I wasn't going to lie, killing was fun to me, but seeing Ranpo like this, I might have just regretted every single one of my life choices.