The hunt

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Dazai's eyes widened as he yanked his hand away, fishing out a gun that was in his pocket. He pointed it at the other with no hesitation.

"I have the right to arrest you as a suspect of a recent case. Hands in the air." The brunette's finger hovered above the trigger.

The grey haired male raised his hands up above his head but before Dazai could react, the shorter had thrown a circular object. As soon as it touched the ground, smoke enveloped the whole store.

The taller clicked his tongue in annoyance as he hastily raced out of the shop. By now, the other would've left the shop already. The brunette sighed as he kept his gun and walked back to the ADA.

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It was only a matter of time until Dazai reached the ADA office and had to tell his colleagues om what happened, from the start. There were a few screams and gasps of shock but being having kind souls, Fukuzawa allowed the investigation since they didn't have any important cases at the moment.

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" Akuma Rin. Is an orphan and worked with the police force for 7 years before he quit and became a florist and opened his own flower shop in Yokohama." Thw blonde read through the file in hand.

"Part of the police force?" Atsushi stifled a gasp.

"I find it shocking too. Maybe he didn't like his job there and quit."

"That's probably not the case. He stayed there for 7 years when he was fully capable to open a flower shop." The brunette tapped in for the first time in the discussion. He eyes was still glued to his computer and he was busy typing away.

The other two opposite of him nodded.

The door to the ganecy slowly creaked open as Kunikida's gaze turned to the one entering immediately.

Seeing a familiar ginger, he coughed as he gestured to come in.

The brunette glanced to the figure and his busy hands stopped. "Chuuya, did Mori let you come here?"

"I don't follow orders from a dipshit who's already dead."

"In your world, not ours." Dazai reconfirmed as the ginger rolled his eyes.

"Can you wait outside for the. I just have to check some more things and I'll be out."

Chuuya shrugged and nodded, walking out of the office, not even acknowledging anyone else's presence.

Walking out of the door, Chuuya sighed. He didn't understand how did this World's Dazai ended up being in the ADA.

"I'll never leave you Chuuya."

The ginger chuckled. He missed his Dazai.

"Excuse me sir?" The ginger turned to see a grey haired male standing a few meters away from him. He turned to face the other.

"If you're looking for the Armed Detective Agency, it's this door."

Chuuya pointed at the door.

The other shook his head and continued, "I need you."

A muffled scream attracted the ADA members attention.

The brunette's eyes widened as he hastily rushed out of the office.

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The brunette kicked the blonde's head before jamming the heel of his shoe into the other shoulder blade.

"P-please stop. I was just following my boss's orders."

The brunette smirked, "Who's your boss?"

Silence from the other, Dazai sighed. This was getting no where. His subordinates finally found the culprit who knocked Chuuya out and hid him in the storeroom but he couldn't get any answers from the other.

He didn't hesitate to kick the other's gut, hard.

"Wait! W-wait! I'll tell you."

There we go...

"His name is Akuma Rin."

"Any other information?"

The blonde shook his head hastily. Dazai knew he wasn't lying. He could search up the rest by himself.

Fishing out the gun from his pocket, he shot the blonde and walked out of the room.

A white haired teenager met the brunette outside, bowing down respectfully.

"Dazai-san, Chuuya-san collapsed again. He's now in your office."

The brunette nodded as he quickly headed to his office. It was the third time Chuuya fainted.

Entering his office, he saw the ginger lying on the couch near his table. His eyes softened as he pushed a few ginger locks behind the ginger's ear.

He at least found out where to start.

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So sorry for the short chapter. I'm so sorry my fellow readers but I'll not be able to write this often anymore starting from tomorrow. However, I will still update twice to thrice a week is possible. Thank you for the support.

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