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

Suribachi

A city built within a crater which is a result of a huge explosion years prior.
(See fifteen arc bsd)

The area is mostly composed of small settlements. It bordered the Yokohama Settlement which is considered a conflict zone. Moreover, anyone can build their residence at the Suribachi City regardless of legality. As a result, society's outcasts or people with poor status created huts, built stairs, and put up electrical wires in the area, the perfect place to settle if you don't want to be found

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Suribachi - outskirts
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Chuuya was wondering the narrow alleys of Suribachi, those same alleys that had been his home, so many years ago; as Chuuya got lost in the memories those alleys held he didn't bother to acknowledge the people who had recognised him as the former Sheep King
He did shut up those who dared to mutter the name of Arahabaki while he walked.
After he finished stroll down memory lane and decided to go to those who actually knew what happens in Suribachi...
Better walk higher as not to be bothered

Chuuya liked to watch the sunrise from positions accessible only by his ability, he started to walk towards the center of Suribachi, where the oldest residents were, no one ever looked up so Chuuya didn't bother to hide

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'eh!? Why do I have to go to Suribachi?!'

'because' sighs 'you are my right hand man, and this is a delicate situation, if someone got wind of a ability user who can steal the codes of the Port Mafia we would in a bit of trouble, chibi~'
The red head rolled his eyes at the nickname
'plus, you lived in Suribachi from where you created it till you meet me so, why shouldn't you go there?'
The brunette finished with a smirk

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"That dumb mackerel... When he wants he makes fine arguments..."

Now, the red head muttered his trouths out loud since no one was in earshot, not that anyone would dare to tell him how to talk about the Port Mafia boss, he was the only one allowed to insult the mackerel and, get away with it, he was his lover and right hand man after all.

Chuuya went from side to side of Suribachi, calling in some favours from his time as a the sheep king, but no one could tell him anything, almost like she didn't exist

At least until an old blind man in the center of Suribachi told him that someone had toke residence beside his baracck, a foreign not older than eighteen, but that he hadn't heard a sound in about two weeks; Chuuya surprisingly had thanked the man, since he now knew where the thief brought his catch.

Chuuya entered the small rat sack, and he found what he was looking for, opened madications, thrown everywhere, the guns weren't in sight, the empties flacon of pills was some kind of psychotic shit, he was no doctor.

He continued to look around, snapping some photo of the medicine boxes to have confirmation that they where the mafia's; he looked around, a dirty place, full of chunk
He had lived like this too... In a similar shit hole he too called home, along the other members of the sheep... Those who called him a king, but with the port mafia he saw the true, he was not fit to lead like a king... He was a god, one ghat has to be feared and respected, Suribachi was a good enough prove of that, he created this

As he was lost in lost memories, night had come, he had been in Suribachi all day looking for clues of this Ability user, had he not been a mafia executive he might have had not noticed the figure creeping inside silently

Chuuya adjusted his hat on his eyes, smirking
"Hello hello there, little thief, shall we get started?"
Chuuya was eager for a chase, he'd let the little kid run around a bit before crushing her hopes of getting away, maybe see a bit of desperation in her eyes, she could run but she couldn't hide, not now that he saw her, short dirty brown hair green hoodie and jeans

speaking of which the kid had yet to start running, she was just frozen on what could have been a door step
"Fuck"
Chuuya raised a eyebrow at the comment, the kid didn't seam like she was about to flee, almost like she had give up even before even starting

"Oy, will you give me a fun chase or you are just gonna stand there and make things boring? Huh"

"... What the point?" She spoke in broken Japanese while tapping her left leg and Chuuya's attention shift to see bandages wrapped roughly around her calf,

"That's a shitty work kid" Chuuya scoffs, pinching the bridge of his nose laughting, when he stops and look at the spot where the kid should be standing he sees nothing

"That cheeky little...