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Chuuya's Entrance Exam

Tw/Tags: Armed Detective Agency Member Dazai Osamu, Armed Detective Agency Member Nakahara Chuuya, Action, Smut
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At a young age, he was declared a boy genius. Despite that, he can't figure out where these two came from.

Ranpo had taken Fukuzawa's word and trusted both Dazai and Nakahara, though curiosity remains. As much as he wants to rip out his glasses and deduct the truth, he would never go against the president's words.

His thoughts were interrupted when a bell rang, indicating someone opening the door of a certain sweet shop. Once the door closed, a redheaded man with a look of confusion on his face started to walk towards him.

"I got everything you asked for, though they ran out of all the matcha flavor of the mochi."

"Ah, thank you, Nakahara." Ranpo takes the bag and examines the items, making sure everything is there.

"Just Chuuya is fine, I'm not much into formalities." He gives the detective a small smile before turning to start following him.

"Well then, Chuuya, I have a question for you," Chuuya turns to the man with a questioning look on his face. "How long have you and Dazai been married?"

Chuuya's eyes almost pop out of his head at how wide they are.

What-

"How- how did you know that we are together?"

Ranpo smirks before saying, "I'm able to deduct things with my ability, which requires my glasses to achieve. But even without them, I was still able to figure it out."

Chuuya side glances at him, eyes dilating in worry.

"I had seen the bump in your glove where the ring resides, a diamond one at that." He even knows the cost of the ring (though it goes unsaid how big the price was). "Although Dazai didn't wear one, I could tell by the look in both of your eyes that you trusted each other."

Chuuya softens at his words, smiling to himself while he looks off into the distance where s sunset is occurring.

"Two years as of last month, that's how long we've been married for. Though, we've known each other for five years now."

"So you two grew up together?"

"Yep."

The conversation degraded into a comfortable silence as the two walked to their next location.

Chuuya had been assigned a mission with Ranpo, a quick and easy one. They left not much longer after Chuuya arrived, Dazai and Kunikida had already left that morning to complete their mission.

The files revealed a new underground organization that calls themselves 'Assassins of the Night,' apparently having been associated with the mafia. Claims state that they cause sudden shootouts and illegal black market trade in the warehouses along the port.

They soon arrived at the warehouse, which Ranpo deducted was where trade was supposed to occur.

The two stayed on the third story, watching the scenery and the cargo stored inside.

"Looks like you'll have to do all the fighting tonight Chuuya, I'm not suited for this kind of combat."

"So what are you here for?" Chuuya asks, a bit pissed off.

"Once you're done with fighting them, I'll collect the information we need and confiscate the items. And also, to babysit you."

Chuuya just sighs, not in the mood for arguing. He's got a lot of words on the tip of his tongue he would rather not say to his superior.