Two Suicidal Maniacs - Dazai Osamu x female oc(Bungo Stray Dogs)

Chapter 18

（It's the official art by our dear Harukawa Sensei（￣︶￣）↗　)

It's noon, and my stomach craved for food. The radiant sun shined from the kitchen window, all the way to every corner of this room, including the sofa I'm lying on right now. It's been hours since I returned 'home', and I've been lying on this couch ever since—the same cushions, same blankets, and same surroundings, but with one missing, its owner.

As I crawled out of the wrapped blanket, the warmness faded. I needed to hang my coat on the hooks so it wouldn't get creased, I thought. When I grabbed it from the bottom with the pocket upside down, a white piece of paper fell, gently tapping the floor.

Out of curiosity, I gradually bend down to pick it up. But as always, curiosity kills the cat.

The handwriting was more familiar than any, and the rush of adrenaline excited me before even reading the letters. It was Dazai. He had predicted much further than I thought...

Gather everyone for defence at the agency. The evidence is inside the president's safe. There's not much time left.

The words made me wonder, and I processed the meanings confusingly. Why gather everyone up? What evidence?

Uncertainty filled my mind, but without a doubt, Dazai's never wrong. I need to gather the agency.

Immediately, I grabbed my phone and started calling. I informed everyone about Dazai's idea, and unexpectedly, Ranpo was already there. Great minds do think alike.

I then put on my coat, leaving the piece of paper behind, and ran for the agency. I didn't know what Dazai's thinking, but it's urgent, and I needed to get there fast.

Within less than 15 minutes, I arrived at the agency's door, looking dyspneic.

I saw Ranpo causally sitting on the table right in front when I opened the door. As I walked in, his face became serious.

"It's coming Chika," he mouthed out, then a thunderous sound came from downstairs, as if someone was trying to raid in.

Unsurprisingly, my hypothesis wasn't wrong. The sound got louder, and the building shook tremendously. Sets of footsteps then rushed up, getting closer and closer. As it neared, my anxiety also increased.

Before I could even comprehend, the door flung open with profound force, and what stood in front of me, or should I say who, was an orange-haired boy at the height of...maybe around 160(5'2)?

Behind him stood men in black suits, each holding a machine gun, pointing towards us. At that point, I couldn't care less, I headed for the window, and jumped over the desk while making eye contact with Ranpo, he still looked as calm as ever. It's Chuuya Nakahara, I don't stand a single chance against him, there's no point in fighting. Just using my combat skills wouldn't do the job.

However, as I was about to jump, a force pulled me back, but I pushed myself off the ground to flip over before hitting the desk. Avoiding Ranpo once again.

"Where's the president? Did he ditch you guys or something?" The boy with the funny hat interrogated annoyingly while walking closer with his men.

I had to comment, his taste in hats were just terrible. But before Chuuya could say more, a pair of geta stopped between the door frames. It was the president.

"I see, so someone's come to find me. But with very unlawful manners." The stern-faced elderly man said with tranquillity, and nearly all the agency standing from behind with the same expression.

Chuuya then turned around to face the president, and snickered, "You still have the dignity to say so? You know that the boss doesn't like betrayals."

The white-haired man looked rather puzzled after the speech, unable to apprehend what the boy was talking about. However, a side eye from Chuuya made the guards held up their guns, and shooting aimlessly towards to door.

However, by that time, Tanizaki's ability was already activated, the president was an illusion. From behind, Kenji grabbed the men's collar, and hit them hard onto the floor, pilling the flesh tower bit by bit. Others didn't rest either, Kunikida was throwing them out the window, and Atsushi was mostly defending Kyouka, whose killing mercilessly. Ranpo as always, just inspected as if he was not even part of this.

The president was fighting with Chuuya, though mostly defending while asking questions, trying to make clear of the situation.

"What betrayal do you refer to?" The president questioned.

"Are you stupid or what old man, don't deny that the permit was a fake. It caused great disruption for the Port Mafia you know. A quarter of our men are captured. All because of you." Chuuya outraged with gritted teeth.

In the meantime, I didn't idle. Listening to the two's conversation, I tried to link back to the note that Dazai left. Betrayal? The president wouldn't do such a thing, even if it's against enemies. The business permit? By thinking back, there was actually no reason for Dazai to be protected by the port mafia...this might be the deal. If referred to this... then the evidence is the real permit. Which was inside the president's safe. How was it inside the safe then? The only answer I could've think of was...the organization had framed him...swapping the permit with a paste and hiding it inside the president's safe...there would be no doubt from both sides...

By using the desk as a shield, I could move. So, I gradually made my way to the president's office while the outside continued its chaos. I glanced the room, and spotted the safe on one of the medium shelves. I walked up close and tried the lock combination. By surprise, it opened so loosely that I didn't even start cracking the code. Of course, the most dangerous place is the safest.