They Will Call Our Crimes A Work Of Art: Soukoku Child (Chuuya X Dazai)

Mori-san is a headache

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Port Mafia headquarters - boss's office
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There was smut, I got cringe regret and erased it.

The next morning

Chuuya woke up with a trob in his lower back so he got up using gravity, he didn't know when they had moved to the bed but Dazai was no where to be seen.

His voice however was coming from the office

He got dressed and went to see who disturbed their sleep
Opening the door he saw a petite girl in a red dress drawing on the floor and a old men in doctor gown
"Morning Mori-san"

The doctor turned around with a wicked smile
"Hello there Chuuya-kun, could you tell Dazai-kun here that I am not involved in the robberies whatsoever ~?

The brunette laughed slightly
"Mori-san I didn't mean you were aware that you were used"

Mori stared at the brunette in front of him
"What do you mean Dazai-kun?
I helped the thief without meaning to?"

Dazai grins
"I sent Rampo-san a copy of the footage in which the thief appears along with the other evidence and after paying... for an unhealthy quantity of candy and snacks, guess what he told me~?"

With widen eyes but calm expression

"Oh? Do tell me, I wasn't able to read all materials you sent me"

Dazai shoke his head and spoke in a cheerful and sarcastic voice
"Mori-san, has the naive doctor persona damaged your intellect that badly?"

Mori chuckled, a chuckle characteristic of the former Port Mafia boss, the girl in the red dress stopped drawing

Mori was interrupted by a pencil hitting his head

"Hey, Rintarou stop laughing like a pervert" the girl pouted

The man voice turned childish towards the girl
"Elise-chan... Hidoi..."

This time it was the red head who interrupted, floating with his gravity
"So what did the Rampo-san discover?"

Dazai grinned his eyes losing all the colour, frightening everyone in the room, that was the same look he had when something unexpected happens...
And he hadn't had that look on since his teenage years
"Her ability... It's of the most dangerous kind"

Mori-san turned his attention to them
"The most dangerous kind? A calamity?"

Dazai shoke his head
"Not chibi kind of dangerous..." he eyed the god at his right, who raised a eyebrow at being used as a measure

"Then with dangerous you mean..." Mori Widened his eyes as he realised

"I see you have catch up" the brunette grinned

The red head stuck between the two mafia bosses got sick of their mental-ill telepathy

"Will ANYONE of you stop this telepathic shit show! And finally talk!!!?"
Chuuya shouted, his ability activating

"Aw chibi~ gomme gomme"
The brunette laughed at the short man rage, he gestured to Mori to continue his thoughts

"It's... Bram kind of dangerous... Or Q kind"

"Both and neither, because of this I ask you to come forward"

Mori walked with his hand in his pocket, and chuuya floated much in the same posture

Dazai grabbed both of their hands without hesitation

Elise'eyes widened as she started to disappear, while Chuuya dropped to the floor

"Oy!! Dazai!?"

He released their hands
"Chibi, I had to do it, in case you were mind controlled~"

"M-mind what!!? Like Q?" The red head shouted in bisdief

"Something like that, Rampo didn't disclose that information"

He Imitates Rampo's voice while pointing a finger upwards

"Here are the information you need, figure the rest out yourself, That's what he said, so I had to be sure before continuing our conversation"

"I see... So I was mind controlled to give the password away?" Mori asked as Elise stared reforming at his side

"I think she didn't know you were the former Port mafia boss, she came to you because you run an abusive clinic...
But when she came to you, she used her ability to ensure she was safe and discovered the password... On accident...
A young girl that, not Japanese, nervous and possibly injured, stayed for a bit and then left..."

Dazai monologued, as if he just put the pieces together, in an instant

"So? Anything that fits?"

Mori looked at Dazai with his creepy and irritated smile
"Yes... A girl around sixteen, came in limping... spoke in broken Japanese... Around a week before the robbery... She looked around, stared at me and then left..."

Chuuya raised an eyebrow
"So we have a lead...?"

Mori took that as his clue to leave

"Something like that..." He turn his attention to Chuuya

"Chuuya... you knew well the street's life when you were the sheep's king, What would you do?"

Chuuya was surprised at Dazai asking for his opinion

"... A foreign... draws attention... If I didn't speak the language I'd go in the slums where no one would cares..."

They locked eyes

"Suribachi"
"Suribachi"