Y/n Dazai, a average easygoing looking young adult. Due to their deceiving, and untrustworthy nature, They were kicked out of the armed detective agency. Going back to the port mafia was out of question, so with a plan that's been hidden since they...
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❝Be a dear, and give this to your 'number one'❝
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A little information,
Dazai osamu died with odasaku, so
Y/n replaces dazai in this timeline.
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"Hey! Y/n, pssst~"
Walking around the beach, you were minding your own buisness while drinking a f/d when a rock was thrown at the back of your head. Obviously not expecting it for once, you looked from the corner of your eye, only to deadpan as you spot kuina signaling you over .
"Yes, kuina?"
You and kuina weren't that close, but you two did know of each other well enough to the point you both could be called distant friends.
"So, how to explain?.... Well, you have a strange relationship with hatter, yes? "
Confused yet seeing what they're hinting at, you just nearly nodded with a forced smile.
"...yes.. why?"
"Uh.. well, I can't really explain here.. oh! How about tomorrow night, if me and you get in a game, I'll explain then??"
It was a far stretch, but kuina was in all hope that tomorrow night, the two would be able to reunite.... And perhaps helping with a plan, which might lead to more freedom.
"Oh? Haha, how fun...Well, it's a date then~ "
Stepping close, you placed a quick peck on her cheek before running away to who knows where... Leaving behind a flustered and dazed kuina.
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It wasn't long till the sun had risen, and for once it was surprisingly quiet... Possibly because last night everyone, almost everyone, had gotten drunk and was passed out.
Y/n was not one of those people, but there was a heavy scent of alcohol and over 40 bottles of alcohol surrounding their room.... How iconic, especially considering how you were so keen on the idea of not being an alcoholic. Speaking about alcoholic people, a certain ginger with a personality of a chuhaha, bursted in the room before glancing suspiciously at the dazed and somewhat tired brunette with squinted eyes.
"....ey, Y/n.. WHY DIDN'T YOU INVITE ME, YOU IDIOT!!"
chuuya suddenly yelled as he wrapped his hands around their neck and shook them back in forth, completely ignoring their position like normal.
